Tanya's military background came through in every way, from her gear to her entrance to her fighting style. She made her entrance amidst a heaping helping of pyrotechnics, making sure the crowd and the cameras got a perfect look at her muscled physique before she started heading towards the ring. Buff as she was, Tanya looked leaner than the last time Fiona fought her, leaner and quicker. No doubt still a power wrestler, it seemed like she was trying to balance her approach.

"Tanya's viewed as having just an outside shot at this title," Brent commented as she entered the ring, "but that's ridiculous, I mean just look at her! This woman is as hard as they come and she's poised to bludgeon her way straight to the final round. I don't think Abby Beatific, or Fiona Chevalier for that matter, are going to stop her."

Well that cleared up who Brent was pulling for. Fiona wondered whether he'd be drawn to the no-nonsense brutality of Tanya, or the cunning toxicity of Abby, and it seemed he preferred the former.

"Yeah, keep talking, Brent," Fiona said from her couch, shaking her head. "It's never going to get old, shutting him up."

Abby Beatific made her entrance next, confident and sassy as always, but one thing immediately caught Fiona's eye: she was alone. There was no Aubrey in sight. Instantly that made Fiona suspicious, because Kendra was right about them, their mind games and dirty tricks were their greatest strength. Easily the biggest reason why Fiona preferred to fight Abby next round was that she'd be alone, much more of an even match than Tanya, who had proven simply too tough to break through so far, even if her technique was sometimes sloppy.

"You don't think Diana stopped Aubrey from being there, do you?" she asked, hoping she could figure out what the play was before it became apparent. She knew Tanya would be doing the same. "Maybe she's under the ring already or something. Wouldn't put it past them."