Ripping and tearing

Tora punches Diabla in the face several times and puts her hands around Diabla's throat.

"Till ****...do us part, amore."

Diabla just looks up defiantly at Tora Tora as her opponent tries to squeeze the life out of her.

"Oh my gawd! I think Tora is trying to kill Diabla!" Scot yells.

"Oh, I can't look!" Debbie squeals.

"You look at me at your eyes of yours. You're not scare of ****, are you?" Tora says in Spanish

Tora looks behind her and see that Diabla is fingering herself.

"No, the risk of **** turns you."

Diabla has muffled chokes as Tora continues to squeeze.

"I would expect nothing less then a daredevil like you."

Tora lets go Diabla's throat, letting the luchadora grasp for breath.

"But I know what scares you more then ****."

Tora then grabs Diabla's mask and starts to pull, ripping the fabric.

"The fear of exposure. To let the world to see how ugly you truly are. Maybe then, maybe after the world rejects you, will you come to my willing arms."

Diabla tries her hardest, thrashing and pulling back at Tora as she tries to pull on her mask, but is too weak from being choked to put much of a fight.

"This doesn't look good for Diabla. We might actually see what's under that mask."

Meanwhile, Wendy slides out from under the ropes and starts to do something under the ring.

"Hmm, what is Wendy is up too, I wonder?" Debbie asks.