Victory by pinfall, submission, or count-out. Standard disqualification rules apply.
The report of a vacuum, like hot air after ignition, swept through the lower bowl! Slowly but surely, a sliver of gold rose up the entrance, tempoed by a rhythmic clicking. With each tick, both light and sound sped their ascent. A silhouette came into view: Arms up, hooded, and standing tall!
Then the clicking broke into bouncing synths! As the verse began, the golden backlight dropped, and Darina Daybreak came into view!
Darina Daybreak
Only with a quirk! See, unlike her previous employers, LAW didn't care much for weight classes. Sure, different divisions had belts and tournaments, but the vast majority of matches were open season! If the front office wanted to see Darina pound on someone half her size, who was she to say no? The Daybreaker would do her job, big or small.
As she finished her path to the ring, complete with all the fist bumps she owed her fans, Darina got ready to do just that. She stood with a confident aura, facing the entrance ramp in anticipation of the other half of tonight's entertainment.