*With a recent victory under her otherwise young wrestling career on law, Moa was starting to develop a fondness towards toppling larger foes, particularly ones that never knew when to quit. Lauren, the bombshell of a blonde that she had silenced only weeks ago, had demanded a rematch after suffering somewhat of a humiliating defeat at the hands of the Hawaiian Hulk. Of course, Moa obliged, elated to test the threshold of her own, magnificent strength while simultaneously triumphing over her rival in the process. While it seemed as though she was beginning to gain quite the cult following amongst the more avid spectators, it mattered little to the gargantuan grappler- Her only purpose between the ropes was to eradicate anyone that stood across from her, and perhaps earn a few accolades on her warpath. After covering her enormous frame with her trademark outfit that accentuated her muscular physique, Moa's name was called over the loudspeaker, indicating that her match was about to commence. Tonight, however, wasn't any ordinary exhibition- Lauren had specifically requested a falls count anywhere skirmish, something that piqued the tanned goddess's curiosity, enough to coax her into agreeing to said terms almost instantaneously.*
"She believes that such an advantage would swing the match in her favor? I welcome the challenge. Perhaps this will help even the playing field this time around." *Moa scoffed out while marching down the hallway, barefooted and burly as she pushed passed multiple onlookers that couldn't resist the temptation to gawk at the gargantuan being. Once reaching the opaque curtain, Moa waited for her theme to echo throughout the stadium. Once it started playing, she emerged from backstage, receiving quite the noticeable pop from the audience. As she strode down the ramp, it became abundantly clear to her that she would be performing in front of a packed house; as far as she could tell, not a solitary seat was vacant for the special event that Moa would be involved in.*
"To think, she's going to be mortified in front of this capacity crowd. I almost feel a sliver of regret for the beating I'm going to administer on her...almost." *Moa picked her brain for a moment before finally stepping into the ring, yanking the center rope down to showcase her incredible strength to the crowd.*
"But, she desired my presence once again, and I do not intend to disappoint her." *Approaching her vacant corner, Moa rested her backside against the center turnbuckle, contemplating on what strategy she would utilize to defeat her opponent.*