A Grave Encounter. Fumi Inari vs. Selene Thorne
Posted: Mon Jun 08, 2026 5:42 pm
The lights begin to fade into near-total darkness around the arena. Throughout the crowd, people begin to turn on their flashlights and look over to the fog rising from the ramp. Then, a sorrowful, almost holy swell of sound begins to rise as soft bells ring and a beautiful piano melody begins to sound. Selene’s entrance theme, plays like a lament from the underworld as a singular spotlight shines down the entrance and a shadow can be seen in the entranceway, moving her hands to the music.
Soon, The Grave-witch, Selene Thorne appears from behind the ring curtain, wearing her ring gear beneath a long black veil and a flowing robe, stitched with faded silver symbols. Her hands are inked from fingertip to wrist in swirling, occult designs.
She begins her descent down the ramp at a slow, gliding pace. The arena remains dim, lit only by the flashlights of phones and a faint amber lights designed to mimic candle flames on the sides of the ramp. As she reaches ringside, the announcer speaks. (3:09)
“Fighting out of Norwich, England… Standing five feet ten inches tall, and weighing in at one hundred and fifty-seven pounds… She is known as the Grave-witch… Selene… Thorne…”
She slowly climbs the steel steps and pauses to look at the crowd, soon one hand slides along the top rope as she smiles. Then she parts it gently and enters the ring. Once inside, she sheds her robe with a single fluid motion, letting it fall behind her as she poses in the center of the ring.
She raises both of her hands as her music reaches its peak (7:36) before dropping them slowly as the drums come in, soon her song lowers as she awaits her opponent in the center of the ring, humming softly.
Entrance Music !!
She begins her descent down the ramp at a slow, gliding pace. The arena remains dim, lit only by the flashlights of phones and a faint amber lights designed to mimic candle flames on the sides of the ramp. As she reaches ringside, the announcer speaks. (3:09)
“Fighting out of Norwich, England… Standing five feet ten inches tall, and weighing in at one hundred and fifty-seven pounds… She is known as the Grave-witch… Selene… Thorne…”
She slowly climbs the steel steps and pauses to look at the crowd, soon one hand slides along the top rope as she smiles. Then she parts it gently and enters the ring. Once inside, she sheds her robe with a single fluid motion, letting it fall behind her as she poses in the center of the ring.
She raises both of her hands as her music reaches its peak (7:36) before dropping them slowly as the drums come in, soon her song lowers as she awaits her opponent in the center of the ring, humming softly.