“I was gonna ask you that myself, actually,” Kendra replied, “just… let’s not do anything to get you injured.”

After a short commercial break - and a gold-colored “Rubicon Gauntlet” screen wipe - came the next matchup. The Hawaiian juggernaut Hilo Keli’i versus Carlo Deguara, the son of GM Antonio Deguara and Diana’s younger brother. Carlo had made his NMW debut with a lopsided win over Jason Caillet. Kendra had watched that match and she admitted to herself that even though Carlo seemed to be the epitome of a spoiled daddy’s boy he was a good wrestler. [i]And handsome…[/i] Kendra thought, absently picking at the wrapper of a Snickers she had pulled from the pile of snacks on Fiona’s coffee table. Hilo Keli’i was a unit himself, tall and husky with the build of a linebacker and a mean-mug that could make a bulldog cower.

The bell rang and the third match of the night began. Carlo and Hilo locking up in the center of the ring, a few seconds later starting a chain of reversals and counter grapples.

“I wonder how much the nepotism is going to influence the brand.” Kendra blurted out, her eyes remaining on the screen as Carlo wiggled his way out of a headlock and tried to go for a full Nelson. Hilo shoved Carlo backward towards the ropes and seconds later Carlo was flattened by a pop-up Samoan drop that stirred the crowd.