Maybe if a few spectators took delight in Mina making a complementary pun, but the pinkette really wanted her opponent to go down with at least a half-smile. She didn't assert her weight much, only lying on top of Marissa while the referee did their job. As she waited for the call to action, Mina took gazed at the newbie's limp body and found herself slightly alarmed. Almost like she drained the magic and that her opponent was melting. Maybe she did got a bit overkill but it couldn't be that bad right?
"THREE!!!"
DING DING DING
The match was over and it seemed that new blood didn't prevail this time. Mina on the other hand was over the moon, the news giving her enough energy to leap off the fallen blonde and jump for joy.
"4! 3! 2! 1! We just had some fun!" Mimicking her entrance minutes ago, the victorious woman pumped her fist at a rhythm resulting in the fans responding with roaring applause. The only way this would be more invigorating if the new wrestler was around to celebrate as you well.
"Cmon Marissa! It's time for the grand finale!" Calling for the blonde in her usual chipper tone only for no response.
"Marissa?" She started to notice something was wrong.