News out was that Mary Clairson was going to be in a match, but the specifics of the opponent hadn't been known yet, except that it was a debuting heavyweight. Which, while heavyweights weren't the most popular weight class, didn't quite narrow it down. Fans were left in confusion and speculation on just who'd be coming out. Which new signing could it be?
Then, music started to play.
https://youtu.be/sCgyRK63w3s?t=20 (Start at 0:20)
Sounds of a woman singing and ominous music began to play into the speakers, with the occasional bang in the music, as if building to something bigger. Closer. And soon, just as the music started to hit its apex after 30-40 seconds, was when she walked through the curtain.
Kyojin.
Seven feet tall, weighing 300 pounds, it wasn't often the LAW crowd got to see someone so... massive. She practically cast a shadow on the entrance ramp, the music only increasing in rift and bass, as if to signal the presence of something truly special. Something magnificent. And that was her. The Japanese sensation had signed with the top womens' wrestling company in her home country, and she was here to conquer.
Walking her way down the ramp, her face remained stiff and flat, yet her eyes gleamed with determination, with front row members of the audience having to tilt their heads back to watch the woman step her way down as she got close to them. Eventually reaching the apron, Kyojin made no use of the stairs at ringside, merely reaching up to grab onto the top rope to pull herself up to the apron, before lifting one of those colossal, tree trunk legs to climb over said top rope, soon joined by the second to make her way into the ring.
Looking at Mary, there were no signs of gratification for this opportunity, or giddiness. Hell, there was barely even a glint of respect in those eyes. She was a cold competitor, taught to be so by her manager in the backstage area, and as she made her way o her own corner, the gameplan was already in her head... to
crush.