Fiona’s clothesline connected, catching Ada just under her throat across the top of her chest. Ada had not gotten her feet under her in ample time coming up from her dropkick and was flattened on her back sending a quiver across the mat.

“And a clothesline from Fiona in response to a dropkick from Ada!”

“This match is going to be intense,” Rhonda finally chimed in, “both of these women want the win and are not going to be backed down easily.”

Ada kipped up and instead of turning to face Fiona she made a second dash for the ropes, flying off the opposite side like a rock from a slingshot right at her opponent. This time Ada looked to execute a hurricanrana tossing Fiona into the center of the ring.

“And here comes Ada off the ropes a second time…” Dan Rich’s tone raised in anticipation.