"A hyena," Fiona repeated, unable to keep from laughing a little. "There are worse things to be, I guess."

It was a sound plan for any triple threat match. Thanks to the rather rigid scheduling of the now-defunct NMWW, it was going to be Fiona's [i]first[/i] triple threat match, as well as her first match inside a steel cage. Hyena or not, Fiona was going to have to take on her two deadly opponents at some point. Maybe they did hate each other, but they also didn't find success in their respective careers by being stupid. They weren't going to just let her escape while they fought each other, nor would they let her get away with endlessly blindsiding them.

The longer the fight went, the harder it would be to escape the cage quickly, and if she wasn't the first to get out, she'd be trapped in a one-on-one against the remaining opponent. [i]Everything[/i] was telling Fiona to do what Kendra said, skirt around the fight, take only opportunistic strikes, get them to fight each other again, and then find an early moment to get out and earn her spot in the title match. But all of that wasn't how Fiona wanted to fight, how her fans wanted her to fight. They wanted to see her get even against Elina, to prove she could hang with the best on the roster like Raven, to fight fearlessly like she had her whole career so far.

She could plan all she wanted; she knew she'd end up deciding what to do in the moment anyway, based on what felt right.

Sighing, she stood and tapped on Kendra's shoulder. "Come on, let's get something to eat. Got more work to do today."