The crowd came alive as Santa Tigresa stepped onto the entrance ramp, just as they always did. Still fairly new to LAW, the Tigresa was already making some waves in the Japanese promotion. Alongside her team, Las Superestrellas, the masked Mexican wrestler had excited fans with their bold moves and flashy style. The team had cemented their fan-favorite status a short while ago, however, by stepping into the ring and rescuing the constantly-imperiled British Bombshells. That duo had challenged the infamous Killer King to a match, and been absolutely destroyed in the process. King had nearly taken his victory into total domination of the two women right there in the center of the ring, nearly taking them and fucking them for all to see, before Las Superestrellas kicked the beast clean out of the arena.
So now, Santa Tigresa was approaching the ring as a returning heroine. The Tigresa paced down to the empty ring, the first competitor to make their entrance tonight. She held her arms out wide, letting the fans get a good look at her curvy body, barely held within her spandex ring gear. While clearly in ring shape, the Tigresa’s soft curves pressed against her traditional ring gear, but that extra bounce in her step seemed to only make the fans cheer her more loudly.
Reaching the bottom of the entrance ramp, La Santa stopped for some fans. Bright-faced and eager-eyed, the fans had brought along some glossy photos and even replica masks of their heroine to the ring. Smiling, the Tigresa embraced each of them in turn, and eagerly took the offered marker to start signing things. Her opponent, some rookie based on the schedule, could wait a few more moments.
