Ryan Knight vs Elvira Velour - A Little Dream Of Me

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In a sense Ryan felt like that young lad who'd be dreaming of how he'd be standing there in the ring with his dream fights, a bit smaller and less muscular, lot less. Still just as eager though. And Elvira's words were like honey in his ears, Elvira wasn't wrong about royalty. The Knights were well known in the British scene and in the wrold too, though not as much in recent times. It was mostly him and Florence nowadays. And to hear that Elvira was being charmed by his words? Okay it was just a dream come true.

She gave him a good hug to boot, Elvira's chest against his and his whole body flashed red. Then her last words were said and suddenly Ryan was jarred back to self awareness and out and over he went! "AHhhhhhhh!" Ryan yelled, okay he'd only ever been lifted a rare few times in his career. Elvira was now one of them. He thankfully managed to tense up his body at the very least to reduce the impact and he rolled onto his stomach on his knees in a crouched posture and said "O-Okay, that jarred me awake......S-Sorry if I was too out there......N-Now I'll make sure to fight!"

And with that the Paragon bolted right at Elvira with a tackle, in fact Ryan moved quite fast here. Faster than a man his size had a right to be, call it keen to chase after one of his dreams in more ways than one.