During all the action, the clock was ticking down little by little. And soon enough, it hit zero. Just as Jessie threw a kick at Helena, the sound of the bell filled the arena, heralding the arrival of the next entrant to the ring. The fans eagerly turned to the entrance ramp, curious to see who would be up next. The last entrance had played with their expectations, but surely that couldn't happen again. Surely whoever came through the curtains would be a true spectacle, a true world-level talent, one who would turn the tides of the match with their very presence!
If any of the fans thought that...they would be sorely disappointed.
The next entrant into the Rumble was none other than Mizuki Sakura - among the ranks of LAW's career enhancement talent, and with the limp record to boast for it. She came walking slowly down the ramp, hugging her arms closer to her body as she trembled nervously, her knees knocking together. The girl gulped, looking up at the action in the ring. She didn't think she stood a chance. No one did, really. She was sure that if she got in the ring it'd only be a matter of time before she was unceremoniously eliminated. But she'd been promised a substantial paycheck if she agreed to the Rumble, with even more on the way the longer she lasted. When her tuition payments were looming...Mizuki didn't see any other options.
A few laughs came from the fans as Mizuki sheepishly passed by. When she arrived at the ring, she stopped, looking up with a gulp. Even if everyone inside seemed more occupied with their own business, the brunette was suddenly gripped by a paralyzing fear of what might befall her if she stepped through the ropes. She'd had bad enough experiences dealing with one wrestler, she couldn't possibly handle four! She lifted herself up with the ropes, but froze on the apron. She couldn't bring herself to step inside. Mizuki knew she'd have to eventually, but the thought of it made her stomach tighten...
Eventually, the ring crew had enough of Mizuki's hesitancy. Growing impatient,
a certain sharp-toothed Young Lioness working setup duty shoved her from behind, and with a yelp she fell forward, landing face-first on the canvas. Mizuki was entering the Rumble, whether she liked it or not.