Fiona was at her best with the crowd at her back. She'd overcome it and won a bunch of fans over against Ada, but she had a feeling Elina's faithful weren't going to be swayed by anything. Elina was the main attraction tonight, and her fans weren't going to be satisfied until she pinned Fiona or made her tap out. [i]Just have to remember everyone watching at home. I've got all the support I need.[/i]

She used her extra time in the ring from entering first to loosen up, holding Elina's gaze while the luchadora peppered her with finger gun fire. Fiona knew what to expect here: an unfriendly, [i]mean[/i] fight, no respect anywhere to be seen, her opponent trying to make every hit hurt as much as possible. She didn't like it, but at least she was able to prepare for it mentally. [i]Need to keep a cool head. Block out the crowd, and focus.[/i] She could hear a few jeering at her as the referee checked over her gloves and boot covers in the corner, then went to do the same for Elina.

Fiona nodded to signal her readiness when the referee looked back to her. He cleared out of the way and called for the bell. [i]Ding, ding, ding![/i] The match was on, the show in Austin underway.

She circled, light on her feet, eyes locked on Elina and watching for any sudden movements that might give her away. As they neared, Fiona appeared to go in for an initial high grapple to engage, but aimed only to seize one of Elina's arms at the wrist. She tried to grab, twist, and then pull back hard into an arm drag to throw Elina to the mat right out of the gate.