Kendra was back wrestling like she'd never taken any time off. No rust, no hesitation, and an immediate control of the match. A little over a year ago Kendra was on the receiving end of these kinds of matches more often than not, but she was steadily turning into a really solid wrestler, probably closer to Fiona's level than a lot of people gave her credit for.

Of course, the match potentially still had a long way to go. Fiona paced around outside the ring, watching her friend control the fight. She kept the kendo stick in hand, resting it across her shoulders casually. "Great start, Kendra!" she encouraged her after the kickout, enjoying the show as much as any fan so far. Really, she had the best seat in the house.