Match Type: "Standard + POW."
Win by scoring a pinfall of three seconds on the opponent, forcing a wrestler to submit, or knocking the wrestler out. Additionally, if a wrestler remains outside the ring for too long, they will be disqualified after a ten-count. Furthermore, if a wrestler performs an illegal move and is caught in the act by the in-ring official, they will be disqualified.
Standard rules - DQs, Count-outs, and the submission or pinfall MUST happen within the confines of the ring.
POW Stipulation: Upon defeat, the loser will become the winner's POW for a full twenty-four-hour period.
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"...Entering first, hailing from Tokyo, Japan...standing at 5'6 and weighing in at 143 lbs...ALL HAIL...THE DRAGON EMPRESS...SATOMI SAITO!!!!"
With a fiery display lining the edges of the entrance stage and ramp leading into the aisle, from the smoky haze would emerge the pristine Dragon Empress. She had a scowl on her face, a look of disgust that read as clear as crystal...she had nothing but disdain and contempt for tonight's match. Particularly, who she'd be facing.
Tonight, she'd be facing Dragon Kira...the Diamond Dragon...inheritor to the will of Art & Soul...an IMPOSTER, playing as some mythical beast of legend. How incorrigible. Satomi wasn't mad that she wasn't selected for such a prestigious role, as she had a legacy of her own to build...she wasn't about to ride on the coattails of some tired, old, would-be 'legend'...if you could even call Dragon Light that. With a microphone in hand, Satomi decided to deliver a personal message to her opponent, establishing the tone for their duel.
"Ahem-...GREETING PEONS...BASK IN MY GLORY AND PRAISE YOUR EMPRESS. YOUR RIGHTFUL EMPRESS. THE ONE TRUE DRAGON OF LAW...AND TONIGHT~...I HAVE SOME CHOICE WORDS TO SAY...FACE ME, KIRA-...you wimp of a wyrm...dunce of a drake...FRAUD OF A DRAGON...you may have become the new 'spirit' of the Art and Soul Dragon, but you are as undeserving as you are pathetic. You were handed a title that you have yet to earn. Your lousy HAS-BEEN of a mentor should have just retired in peace and let the lineage die with him. But make no mistake...I'll correct HIS mistake by bringing an end to YOU. This draconic tale ends with Dragon Light, because I plan on wiping you from the records altogether, Diamond Dragon. SO HEAR ME NOW...I demand you face a REAL dragon. A battle of supremacy, with more than honor on the line...there can't be two drakes to rule this stage...only one can claim the hoard that LAW has to offer, and that person isn't YOU. It rightfully belongs to an EMPRESS...THIS EMPRESS...the only woman worth her salt in AND out of the ring. Not some dolt cosplaying as a true dragon."
Satomi spoke with pride, confidence, and aggression, going on and on as she dragged her opponent's name through the mud. Not only that, but she was actively tarnishing the legacy that Kira now belonged to. The match was already set, and the ring was ready for these two to clash...but Satomi wasn't content with waiting for the bell. She wanted to lay waste to everything the Diamond Dragon had, verbally AND physically...ensuring that her message got across: I am better than you. Plain and simple.
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