“Incoming!” Rhonda yelled as Elina came rushing in from behind with a low chop block, her left shoulder slamming into the back of Raven’s right knee. Raven went straight down, Fiona landing just a few inches away, the two women's impact shaking the canvas.

“A chop block! Elina Zamora sends Raven and Fiona down hard!”

“Some might call that cheap,” Brent said. “My response? All is fair in war and… war.”

Elina glanced at Raven as she popped up and made a run for the east side ropes, coming off them fast. Raven had just gotten back to her feet and looked up in time to see Elina soaring through the air. The luchadora delivered a jumping knee strike straight to Raven’s jaw, spinning her around with a [i]crack[/i]. Elina’s fans erupted as Raven flopped onto the canvas. Elina didn’t stop there. Regaining her balance, she dashed toward the south ropes, momentum barely slowing as she leapt and sprang off the middle rope at a sharp angle. Twisting midair, she drove her knee down across the back of Raven’s skull with pinpoint precision. The hard impact left Raven clutching her head and convulsing as Elina rolled smoothly near the opposite corner.

“Elina Zamora with a one, two, three!” Dan Rich shouted. “A chop block followed by a high knee and a knee drop for the cherry on top!”

“And she isn’t done just yet!” Rhonda nodded.

Elina hopped onto the corner post in front of her, boots clanging against the turnbuckle. Standing upright, she adjusted her feet and raised both fists in the air for a quick double pump her fans already knowing what was coming next. Crouching and steadying herself, Elina stretched her arms wide and launched into a moonsault aimed at Raven’s torso.

“Moonsault!”