Spoiler
Win via Pinfall, submission, ko or DQ
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Reborn started to play from all the speakers in the arena at the same time as the lights would turn into a darker shade of red. The music was played extra loud at each drum beat. At the top of the stage a woman was walking out of the back, one hand to her hip the other handing down to the side. “making her way down to the ring wearing black, from the USA. She is standing tall with 5’9” and brining 165lbs to the ring.” Sandra would stop on top of the stage, with a wide stand looking around in the arena. She would smile for a moment before slowly lifting her arms up and placing them next to her head to flex them. She would try to show her muscles off with the maximal effect that was possible, trying to pump them up as much as possible. Meanwhile she would pump all the air she could into her chest to make this look as massive as possible as well, feeling how her top was getting a little bit tight. The abs of Sandra would be also presented quite well. “SANDRA THE TYRANT!” The red haired woman would stay for this a moment longer before she would slowly walk down to the ring, doing large steps and staying in the middle of the eel. Not wanting to get to close to either side and be touched by the fans.
When Sandra reached the ring she would step with one foot into the steps and look around one more time. She smirked and did one big step up flexing her legs while doing this. The American woman would then pull herself upwards with help of ringpost. When her foot was on the apron of the ring Sandra would spin around one time standing with her back to the ring ropes. The red haired woman would put her feet onto the bottom rope and lean backwards as much as she could. She would slowly lean over the top rope backwards. When she leaned back are enough she would fall backwards over it and flip over landing on her feet again. The red haired woman would walk around for a few moments smiling before walking up to her corner. Leaning against the turnbuckles she would wait for her opponent to show up.