Raya again sat backstage, trying to calm her nerves. Her first match had not gone the way she had planned, in fact it had gone the complete opposite, it was absolutely humiliating. She had not managed to make the first impression at LAW that she had been planning to, and so in the aftermath of her debut match, she coped and told herself that she didn't lack anything to hang with any of the top tiers at LAW, except for experience, which was the defining factor in that humiliating defeat. The lack of matches was what had done her in, and so to better prepare, she would start getting matches against easy opponents to give her ring experience. Raya had no clue who Rosy was and hadn’t bothered even seeing any of her matches, but she decided to book a match against her anyways based on her figure, and despite being a heavyweight and a decent amount heavier than Raya herself, being in a weight class above, she still looked like she wouldn’t pose a threat. It would be the perfect match to bounce back and set the tone from here on.
When the time finally came, Raya walked into the arena and started to march towards the ring. She made herself seem composed, but her nerves were still jittering inwardly. The nervousness of her debut had subsided slightly, but hadn’t come even close to fading. When she got into the ring, she would walk up to Rosy and mock her by putting her hand above her head and pretending to measure her to make fun of Rosy’s height. Even though the height difference wasn't so much that Raya would be towering over her opponent, it was still enough to be visible, so she decided to use it to her advantage and exaggerate it to try and set Rosy off.
“Hey, you sure you’re a heavyweight?” Raya laughed while still mocking her. “You don't seem like one to me! it was hard for me to make out such a tiny dot in the distance!”
