Fiona came closer than Elina had moments earlier to landing a high-flyer on Raven, but “closer” was not good enough. The lead half of Defiant Dream bouncing hard off the mat as Raven rolled away, drawing groans from Fiona’s fans.

“And Fiona misses!” Rhonda exclaimed as Raven rose to her knees. “Her signature move did not seal the deal and now both she and her… ‘partner’ are down!”

“And it looks like it’s Raven Veyn’s turn now…” Dan Rich said ominously.

With fire in her eyes, Raven climbed to her feet and strode toward Fiona, reaching down and hauling the smaller woman off the canvas with ease. Raven hooked Fiona’s arm across her shoulders and lifted her sideways, pausing for a split second before driving her down with a crushing sidewalk slam that rattled the ring.

“A sidewalk slam by Raven, and now—”

Raven rose again and grabbed Fiona a second time, roughly yanking her up from behind before slipping Fiona’s upper body beneath her right arm. Trapped against the underside of Raven’s shoulder, Fiona was helpless as Raven paused just long enough for the crowd to react, her dark braids hanging across her face while she balanced the hold flawlessly. Planting her left hand against Fiona’s abdomen for control, Raven suddenly dropped backward in one sharp motion, sending Fiona up, over, and down with an inverted suplex.

“An inverted suplex!” Brent finished for Dan.

“And Raven is giving Fiona a taste of some classic wrestling.”

“And she’s not done yet, Dan!”

Raven sprang up for the third time, a sadistic glint in her eye as she looked Fiona over, deciding what to unleash next from her arsenal. A shadow swept across the mat near Fiona - not Raven’s, but that of a yet again charging Elina Zamora once more trying to blindside Raven from behind.

“Here comes Elina again!” Rhonda shouted, her voice rising.

“But not this time!” Brent fired back as an alert Raven drove a sharp back kick into Elina’s gut, stopping and bending her over. Raven spun around, seizing Elina’s left wrist and twisting her arm tightly behind her own back, cinching in a painful hammerlock as Elina struggled to break free. Maintaining complete control, Raven yanked Elina forward and hooked her head beneath her free arm as Raven’s fans rose in anticipation.

“Here it comes!” Brent yelled. “Shades of Andrade!”

Elina kicked and writhed, desperately trying to escape, but Raven held firm. Dropping backward Raven spiked Elina face-first into the mat with a devastating Hammerlock DDT. Elina’s arms went limp on impact and she lay sprawled on her back as Raven shoved her aside and rose once more with a triumphant grin. Fueled by the deafening cheers echoing through the arena, Raven hopped to a stand and flexed one bicep toward the crowd, slapping it three times before throwing both arms high and unleashing a savage, hoarse cry.

“Raven Veyn is dominating and she will not be denied!”