“And Elina now in a corner, and here comes Fiona for a big hit!”

Elina waited until Fiona was just a few feet away to counter, holding onto the middle rope for support and swinging both legs up in a stopping move. Elina’s boots thudded against Fiona causing the latter to stumble back. It was still early in the match and Elina had not yet taken a single hit. A windup move like a corner run on an unfazed and fresh opponent was a foolish choice.

“And Fiona‘a charge is halted.” Dan Rich’s tone dropped.

“Elina’s got something in mind…” Rhonda nodded toward the veteran.
Elina turned in place and stepped up onto the middle rope, placing her hands on the top to brace herself. Without looking over her shoulder Elina bounced in place twice to build momentum before vaulting backward off the middle rope - spreading her arms and legs wide. 

“Moonsault!” Brent shouted as Elina flew right towards Fiona.