[i]How am I feeling? Like cracked glass that would shatter if someone poked me a little too hard...[/i]

"I'm fine, Mr. McKinney," Fiona answered, forcing half a smile. "I mean... I [i]will[/i] be fine, for next week." She immediately got the sense Gordon was concerned about her ability to perform in an even bigger match one week after the beating she endured tonight. Fiona found it hard to blame him; the competition was going to be brutal. Barring an unlikely upset it would be a rematch against Elina Zamora, as well as the [i]tiny[/i] problem of facing either Isabella Cadiz or Raven Veyn.

Aside from that, she was going to need at minimum the rest of the weekend to recover, and if it didn't eat into her training time after that, she'd have just a few days to prepare for her first ever triple-threat match, and her first ever cage match. Fiona already knew she was going to have a tough time finding any confidence for next week.

"I'm always going to make the most of my time in the ring," she assured Gordon, "I think everyone knows that by now. No matter who I'm facing next week, the fans will see that I can compete at the highest level of competition here."