Cassidy Ryder
Spoiler
Suddenly, Cassidy Ryder’s entrance music—a blend of southern rock and country twang—blared through the speakers, and the crowd erupted in a mix of cheers and anticipation. A spotlight focused on the entrance ramp as Cassidy made her way out, her signature cowboy hat perched firmly on her head, even after the earlier altercation. Her expression was one of fierce determination, her eyes fixed straight ahead as she marched towards the ring.
She paused at the top of the ramp, raising one hand to tip her hat in a confident gesture before pointing out at the crowd with a look that said she meant business. Her entrance was of showmanship and pure grit, each step she took sending a clear message: tonight was all about settling the score.
As she approached the ring, Cassidy briefly glanced at the spot where her beloved hat had been destroyed earlier. Her jaw clenched, and a flash of anger crossed her face, but she quickly refocused, sliding into the ring under the bottom rope. She stood up quickly, walking to the center of the ring where she tipped her hat again before tossing it to the side, her eyes never leaving the entrance ramp where Aurora would soon appear.
Cassidy paced the ring, loosening up her shoulders and cracking her knuckles, a storm of emotions brewing beneath her calm exterior. She was ready for this fight—no, she was *eager* for it. This wasn’t just another match; this was personal, and Cassidy Ryder was going to make sure that Aurora González knew exactly what it meant to mess with her.
The crowd’s cheers reached a crescendo as Cassidy moved to her corner, leaning against the ropes, and stared down the entrance ramp, waiting for Aurora to make her entrance.