La Diabla Roja, a past opponent you've defeated, interferes!

Just before Dinah could join you in the infamous sex position, a feminine figure discreetly slides in the ring and approaches the blissfully unaware Cowgirl from behind.

Breaking into a lunge once within range to build up momentum, she clubs the back of Dinah’s neck with a powerful elbow strike that instantly downs the veteran fighter.

A surprised yelp escapes Dinah’s lips before her head groggily snaps forward, with the rest of her body falling suit.

Crumpling to the mat, your eyes widen in shock as the figure whips her raven black hair back to fully reveal her horned mask.

La Diabla Roja.

Grinning from ear to ear with her blonde rival sprawled out at her feet, the fiery Latina is greeted by harsh boos by the audience who were looking forward to seeing the sexual endurance contest play out to its erotic conclusion.

Dressed in her revealing match attire solely consisting of her signature sling bikini, Angelica is all smiles as she sneers down at the now prone Cowgirl.

“Well, speak of the devil!” the announcer exclaims, before informing the audience, “It’s hardly a secret that La Diabla Roja and the Cowgirl have had a long and storied rivalry, but given the Cowgirl’s quite length in-ring hiatus you’d expect that she'd at least wait until the Commissioner books them in a match to end this feud. But nonetheless, it seems that La Diabla is just taking this rivalry to a new level by raining on the Cowgirl’s comeback parade.”

“Welcome back, perra!” she hisses at the blonde who’s still rubbing the back of her head sorely.

Her eyes, each twinkling with devilish intentions, linger on the groaning Cowgirl for only a moment before drifting over to you.

Still at a loss for words, you pull yourself up to a sitting position as she saunters towards you.

“Is this even legal?” you wonder aloud, fighting a mental tug-of-war of whether you should capitalize on this.

“It’s the ECL, John. Anything’s legal,” she tells you with a shrug, before offering you a hand.

Hesitating for a moment, you look up at Dinah before looking up at Angelica’s impatient expression.

“Beggars can’t be choosers,” you think to yourself, ultimately reasoning that this was a match, not a moral contest.

Plus, you get to be in the ring with two of the hottest fighters in the entire league!

And with that, you take her hand and get back up.

“I have some unfinished business with this bitch,” she tells you matter-of-factly, gesturing dismissively at the Cowgirl before her dark eyes meet yours enchantingly. “You man enough to help me out or what?”

Cocking an eager grin, you counter simply, “Hey, I was man enough to beat you.”

Taking a step towards you wearing a tempting grin, her hot breath caresses your chin with her luscious lips only inches away from yours.

“Do as I say, John. And I’ll make it worth your while later,” she purrs in that lustful whisper of hers, accentuated only by that thick Hispanic accent.

Her words alone are arousing, but just the thought of being alone with Angelica is almost too good to be true.

Nodding your head like a total goof, you watch with growing anticipation as she twirls around on her heel.

Stalking back over to the Cowgirl, Angelica roughly picks her up by the hair and barks at you: