Tess is in

In a feat of strength, Barbara dug her powerful fingers into the mat, dragging herself away from the opposing team’s hold. Tikka had moved to outside the ring to maintain her hold while being legal, but the collective girls could not stop the barbarian’s strength. Barb broke free from Tikka as she reached out and desperately tagged in Tess.

Tess charged into the ring promptly, scoop slamming Diabla to the mat. She moved in on her, but Diabla recovered quickly, springing to her feet and launching a dropkick to Tess’ stomach. The huge Swede was backed into a turnbuckle, Diable leaping onto the middle rope and throwing several punches to Tess’ face to work her over.

El Diabla took Tess’ beefy arm, using it to flip her to the mat and pull on an arm bar submission hold. Tess wailed and shook the ring with her frustrated kicks at the mat. Diabla was pouring on an incredible grip, stretching the arm for all it could take.

“Surrender,” she insisted.
“No… way…” Tess managed to **** herself into a sitting position, but Diabla still held on, hanging onto the limb like a monkey and continuing to stretch it. Tess suddenly swung her arm, bashing Diabla into a turnbuckle and knocking her silly. The luchadora laid dazed on the mat as Tess rubbed her arm briefly. She grabbed Diabla by the tail of her costume, bench pressing the Mexican over her head before slamming her to the mat. She flexed for the crowd briefly, since Diabla was screaming in pain holding her back.