No one- the match will be decided by a tiebreaker round!

“Ladies and gentlemen, it appears that these two sex-warriors will have to go to war one last time for our tiebreaker round,” the announcer informs the audience, much to you and Kayla’s chagrin.

You’re battered, bruised, and fatigued beyond all reason, but all that meant nothing compared to what is at stake here.

If you can pull off one last miracle, you’d be delivering quite a powerful message to your colleagues backstage and moving your star up that much closer up to the main event scene by upsetting a veteran like Kayla.

But, if she manages to defeat you, well, it’ll be your ass.

Literally and figuratively.

“Don’t count your blessings just yet, John. That ass is still mine,” Kayla taunts you before heading back to her corner to prepare whatever strategy she had in mine.

Not letting her words get to you, you retreat back to your corner with only one thought in mind.

Victory, by any means necessary.

Unfortunately, you're **** to think of a strategy to attain that very quickly as the tiebreaker round is now underway as per the referee's orders.

Now circling around each other, you two maintain an uneasy yet close distance as the audience anticipation goes into overdrive.

Both of you are fatigued.

Both of you are hurt.

But, only one of you can win this.

Narrowing your eyes as you study her weary yet ever-determined form just a few feet away, you decide to...