Charge straight at her!

Once the opening bell rings, you become an animal in the heat of battle.

With a snarl, you surge forward before she’s even reached the middle, and, shifting your lean physique downwards into a shoulder tackle, nearly fold the black woman in two.

Knocking her off her feet, you continue to build momentum in this unexpected sprint towards the turnbuckle with your female captive too disoriented to offer much resistance.

Then, with a grunt, you slam her backfirst into the corner, pausing only for a moment to regain your footing before rearing back and…

“Ugh!” An audible groan escapes Kayla’s gaping mouth as your shoulder viciously rams into her gut.

“No time wasted here. The rookie definitely wants to make a statement out of the gate,” the announcer declares as you continue doing just that.

Grasping on to the middle ropes for support, you back off slightly before delivering another harsh shoulder thrust.

Upon unleashing two more in quick succession, you finally stand up and grabbing her by a dangling arm, Irish whip her into the opposite corner.

Launched forward on your momentum, she flies fast across the squared circle before colliding hard against the turnbuckle.

“And by the looks of it, that statement is certainly about to be felt by the veteran,” the announcer continues to note, as you take a moment to feed off of the crowd’s energy to psych yourself up.

Settling into a lunging stance, you measure her slumped up form against the ring corner, and, upon a quick glimpse at the timer, surge forward with momentum on your side.

Closing the distance in a matter of seconds, you now resemble a masculine blur of violent intentions that will not be stopped.

Time to make an impact.

But, as you near your groggy target, you initially fail to detect Kayla's leg slyly rising up to meet you in the the process.

So, the only question now is...