The Grappler (1-2) The Scorpion (0-1)

The Scorpion took the worst beating Syd had to offer and now the girl wants blood. She came in swinging hard, got pinned like a cheap suit, and that loss still burns hot between her legs. The Grappler got lucky once, put Kat flat on her back and finally notched a win. Easy target. This time the blonde steps up against something with teeth. Scorpion is pacing the apron, shoulders tight, eyes locked on the woman who thinks one good night makes her ready. Grappler’s tits bounce when she stretches, big and pale under the lights. The Scorpion’s darker, tighter frame coils like wire. They lock eyes, both knowing the next fall lands dirty. One brunette, one blonde, both hungry, both mean. The bell hasn’t even rung and the ring already smells like sweat and bad intentions.