He was informed earlier that day by the sleazy booker of his next vict- er, 'Competitor' he would be facing tonight. Going based off looks didn't exactly make him shake in his boots, despite her more veteran status and match record. Heather Sunderland on paper just looked like another pretty face with too cocky of an attitude and a sense of self assurance; something Lycanstar was looking forward to easily breaking. He didn't even bother to look up any footage of her performing, a simple image of her as if she was on a bounty poster was more than enough.
The evening of the match Lycanstar waited behind the curtain with giddy excitement, a dumb smile already plastered on his face as he eagerly awaited his entrance music to allow him to get down to business.
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Competitors will fight until submission or referee stoppage!
Approaching the ring from parts unknown, The Feral Beast, Lycanstar!!!
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To his dismay, a great deal of the audience had a tepid response to his arrival. Maybe they had different thoughts than he did to his first bout? Is this not what they were here for? Either way the audience members that were ecstatic to see him diverted his attention from the overall response as he confidently strode down to the ring. Clambering through the ropes he paced around the ring, selectively eyeing out those in the audience who were ravenous to see him, disregarding the others. He stood firmly in his corner and eagerly awaited his opponent, already dreaming up scenarios for this match.