*Once her ensemble had been fully equipped, Moa strode down the long corridor towards the entrance ramp, her thunderous footsteps echoing throughout the enormous hallway. With her fists clinched to disperse the encroaching anticipation, her theme emanated from the speakers, signaling for her introduction.*
*Within seconds, the lively crowd was ecstatic to see their tropical Terror making yet another appearance. Moa, however, paid them no mind; she was here to showcase her dominating ways, with or without the audience's approval. Slowly climbing the steps, she bent the ropes with her massive arms before stepping into the ring, fully making her intimidating presence known.*