Isabella wins!

3!

The bell rings.

"And your winner...." Jasmine yells, "Isabella Luv!"

The crowd were in a uproar as Isabella stood up, her whole body bloody and covered in sweat as she got her hand raised by Emily.

"Isabella did it! She's moving to the finals! She's moving to the finals!"

"No! No! Fuck No!" Amelia yells as Isabella has a big smile her face as Mary just lies there chuckling to herself, still touching herself as in the grip of a imaginary lover.

Then Angelica and Señor Brujo comes and attacks Isabella from behind. They start stomping down on her as Mary crawls to the corner, lost and confused as to what is going on as if coming out of a bad dream.

"Oh come on! Enough is enough!" Scot yells as Emily calls for the bell repeatedly while security comes running down the ramp.

"Hey, I improved." Amelia replies, "I think that whore cheated, probably something in that milk that all those Luvs drink."

"That's preposterous!" Scot yells as security pulls Señor Brujo and Angelica away from Isabella, while another group helps Isabella up and asks if she's okay which Isabella can be seen nodding her head slowly.

"We will be right back after these clear things up. Stay tune as the finals are next!" Scot exclaims.