She Does!

Ruca had promised to snatch Rhea’s Sol, and she was well on her way to doing just that. With Rhea dazed, Sol yanked at the black top until it finally ripped free! The crowd gasped—this wasn’t the outcome anyone had expected. The NXT rookie was halfway to a shocking victory over the top WWE star. Instead of pressing her advantage, Sol decided to revel in her triumph a moment longer.

“The Nightmare? Hahaha! Yeah, right!” Sol cackled, holding Rhea’s discarded top high. With a playful smirk, she mockingly flossed it between her legs, taunting the fallen star. Then, with a burst of energy, she leaped onto the second rope, swinging the top overhead as if she had already clinched the victory.

“Is this really the best the main roster has to offer? If so, this tournament’s gonna be a short one! Rhea’s a breeze to beat up!” Sol shouted, tossing the top into the crowd like a trophy. She climbed all the way to the top rope, crouching low, poised to strike as Rhea struggled to regain her senses.

Rhea sat up on the mat, her chest now only covered by a red bra. Anger flickered across her face; the desire to crush Sol burned within her.

“Hey, Idiot! Up here!” Sol yelled, catching Rhea’s attention. As Rhea looked up, Sol launched herself from the ropes, executing a perfect missile dropkick straight to Rhea’s chest! The impact sent Rhea crashing hard to her back, her red bra straining against the **** of the fall. Outside the ring, Zaria was cheering wildly, clapping her hands in excitement. Sol took a dramatic bow, but her eyes were already on Rhea’s shorts, a wicked grin spreading across her face. She was ready to finish this match in style.