*While coming off of an easy victory over the much more inexperienced Riley Blacke, Agatha was looking for someone slightly more competitive that could really accentuate her ability to perform in the spotlight. Tonight, it seemed, her request would be fulfilled, as Momo Yamamoto was going to be who she met between the ropes.*
"Her talent is apparent, but can she genuinely compete with someone of my outstanding strength?" *Agatha pondered over her own question for a moment before replying to herself.*
"I certainly hope so!" *Before she exited the otherwise vacant locker room, the scandinavian amazon knelt down upon her bench and prayed, asking for the Allfather Odin to bless her with the strength and wisdom she would need to guide her through this encounter.*
"Your vigilant eyes watch from above, please provide me with your strength and love. With each fist I throw, and each step I take, your name I praise and your power I take. Amen." *And with that, she hopped onto her feet and casually strolled through the hallway, making her way towards the backstage waiting area.*
*It was clear to see that Agatha was nervous about what to expect tonight, but despite this she knew that win or lose, she would demonstrate that her unique style of wrestling was nothing to be trifled with. Once her music dropped, she emerged onto the scene, basking in the sensation of applause and adoration. However, she would not tarry forever, and in an instant she darted towards the empty arena, slipping underneath the bottom rope before subsequently rising to her feet.*
"This shall be a night she won't soon forget~" *Agatha muttered to herself, allowing her theme music to finally die down.*