Rules: Victory by submission, pinfall, or knockout
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Marzia huffed to herself, leaning over the sink in the locker room as she thought over what she was getting herself into. Another day, another match - at least, that was what she wanted to think. But this particular match weighed a good deal more heavily on her. It was a rematch, where she would be facing Sherri Kimura - a woman who had been one of her first opponents in LAW, and who had dealt her a humiliating defeat, choking Marzia out when the match had barely even begun. When Marzia awoke afterward, all she could feel was a burning regret, and anger - she knew that the match couldn't end there! It wasn't fair that Sherri had taken her out so quickly; surely that couldn't be the real end. But even more than she was mad at Sherri, Marzia was mad at herself. She had let herself fail by going out without a fight, and she knew full well that she could do better than that - that she had to. If she was going to take herself seriously as a wrestler, she would have to be tough. She would have to last. She couldn't fall behind, like she had done. Ever since that day, Marzia knew that she had to keep trying hard to make sure she didn't fall to such depths again.Now, though, Marzia had been handed that chance. She was booked for a rematch against Sherri - and now that she was just seconds from being called to the ring, Marzia didn't know how to feel. On one hand, she welcomed an opportunity like this. She could turn things around, and set things right, and if she won it would prove to both Sherri and everyone in attendance that Marzia still had it, that her easy defeat was just a fluke. But it was sure to be an emotionally charged match; the thought of so much as looking at Sherri again made her stomach twist with anxiety. What if she lost her cool in the middle of everything, with all the attention being on her? What if she blew it? What if Sherri trounced her again? If she had that sort of reputation, Marzia thought, there was no way she could face the shame.
She wouldn't have time to give it thought, though, as after what seemed like an eternity the call to the ring at last came. It was time for Marzia to make her entrance.
"And now, from Rome, Italy, MARZIA SERVELLI!"
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