Uninterested in the spectactles of theatricality, and seeking a fight not a show, Diana Accera did not keep the considerably taller woman waiting. Entrance soon blaring with lights flickering upon that beach side screen and set, the Italian strode out in usual attire. One that just by chance, fit the bill of what was needed in such an event!
Stepping from her successful venture into the previous LAW special event, the aptly named Bloodsport, Diana had opted to accept the invitation to the Submission Spectacular event based on two reasons. One, given her vast wrestling move set based upon trying to get her opponent to submit, Diana felt more than natural in such a setting. And two, given she had yet to miss an event since she got here, save for the middleweight qualifiers, Diana thought she'd might aswell aim for a perfect attendannce!
"You've certainly got the fucking confidence nailed down..." In the ring almost as quickly as she was on the ramp, Diana leaned her own perfect frame back and over the ropes. Hooking them with her arms, she'd stretch out her frame, pushing rather firmly upon said ropes a handful of times, inadvertently giving the audience quite the show to her bikini clad frame. Shuddering off her arms and rolling her shoulders, the Italian then took a step forward, finding a space in the centre of the ring, with distance to spare from the woman she'd soon be wrangling.
"If you're just hot air, expect me to ram those words down your throat..."