Chalia vs Annie Clark

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Match type: Standard Match

Chalia steps onto the ramp. She’s dressed in her usual ring gear: a green crop top that shows off her rather athletic yet feminine figure, slightly frilly 3/4 lengths pants, and high heels she nonchaulently takes off and tosseas asside, right before entering the ring.

"Lightweight Champion. That means fast. That means tricky." Even though Chalia usually looks down on fighters smaller than her and tends to be overconfident, it's hard not to notice Annie is a champion, which will not mean an easy fight.

She reaches the ring steps and hesitates for just half a second, feeling a flicker of stress in her stomach, but quickly pushes the feeling off.

"There’s no backing out now anyways" she think to herself. "Besides! So what if she's a champion, she's a divison down from me. I'll shove her back into her place."

In the ring, she moves toward the corner and takes a breath. To fill the moment (and give herself something to focus and repress nerves), Chalia smoothly moves to the center and lowers herself into an eye-catching stretch: legs spread, one leg extended out, she leans over it, arching her back just enough to give the audience a beautiful line of her body. Hands glide along her leg as she holds the pose. She rises, and looks around the audience with a smile and a wink, knowing they probably enjoyed a better look on her body