Rianne Evans
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Dressed in her usual two-piece attire, Rianne tosses her head back with a smirk, running her hands through her sleek hair as she scans the crowd. She motions as if blowing kisses, only to pull back at the last second with a mocking laugh, baiting the fans.
Walking down the ramp, she sways her hips deliberately, pausing halfway to lean against the barricade, pointing at a random fan and smirking.
“Oi, luv, you wouldn’t last five seconds with me in this ring,”
she sneers before flipping her hair and continuing down to the ring.
As she reaches the steel steps, Rianne climbs them slowly, pausing on the apron to lean against the ropes, taunting the audience by rolling her eyes dramatically. She then steps between the ropes with deliberate flair, ensuring all eyes are on her.
Once inside the ring, she takes the center and raises a microphone to her lips,
“Well, well, well… looks like tonight’s about to be a bloody education for some newbie, isn’t it?”
Her lips curl into a devious smirk as she continues, turning her attention toward the entrance ramp.
“Come on out, sweetheart! Let’s see if you’re ready to step into MY ring. I’ll make sure you learn your place real quick,”
she taunts, tossing the mic aside and stretching out in the corner, exuding an aura of smug dominance as she waits for Brielle to make her entrance.