Isabella Brandt Vs. Carla Schulz

[Devastated]

Standard Match

Rules: Standard
Attire: Standard Attire
Victory Conditions: Pinfall, Submission or K.O.



Isabella found herself facing off against a fellow German tonight. Though she herself was born in Italy, she felt more German. She had grown up in the North of Italy to a German father and a Swedish mother. Her upbringing was more Germanic than Italian ultimately. While not intentionally so, that was reflected by her attire, many throughout her career before LAW had associated her with Germany, even here in LAW that was the perception of her. So to face off against a country-woman in this manner was certainly interesting. It was nice to get back to wrestling Europeans...it almost felt like a throwback to her time touring Europe and earning herself the moniker of The Tyrant.

Beyond the nationality, she had been informed a little about her opponent for the evening. Apparently she was rather infamous for her brutality and ruthlessness. In part, she seemed like the perfect opponent for Isabella to put in their place. Though it was a matter of meeting her to find out just how she styled herself.

The arena was blanketed in darkness as the lights went out. The Tyrant's entrance theme began to play out of the speakers, as a single spotlight was lit at the entrance to herald the arrival of the red and black clad beauty.

Spoiler

A confident smirk on her face as one hand placed her on her hip while the other pointed towards the ring like a commander would at a battlefield. She took to a calm stride down the ramp. Her eyes aren't looking towards the crowd, despite the cheers echoing through the arena, the Tyrant is only focused on the ring. Grabbing the bottom rope of the ring she pulled herself up in a practised move, a small jump up to the ring apron. Only now does Isabella turn to look at the crowd, acknowledging the gathered assembly, the spectators here to witness the bout of the knight. She gives them a brief nod, before she leaps over the ropes and lands in the ring with grace, she steps to the center of the squared circle with her right arm raised. As if presenting herself as a knight for the bout, she does a short lap around the ring before she settles back in the center. She takes a few seconds to gaze up at the ramp, before she backs away and gives the field to her opponent to perform their entrance, moving to her corner as she would do some last minute stretching of her shoulders and arms.