The Cowgirl, a past opponent you've defeated, interferes!

Just when La Diabla Roja is about to exact her sexual fantasies on you, the all too familiar twanging strains of the Cowgirl’s entrance music ripple throughout the arena.

Every head in the arena, Angelica’s included, turns towards the entrance ramp as the country fighter’s music kicks into full swing.

Now with her back facing you, La Diabla’s previously smug leer morphs into an indignant, near demonic snarl at the audacity of her long-term rival.

“Business is about to pick up now, folks. It appears that the Cowgirl is making her presence known, much to the chagrin of La Diabla Roja!” the announcer exclaims, before continuing to inform the audience, “And as you all know, these two have been embroiled in a bitter rivalry for quite some time now. The Commissioner has already booked these two in a match later down the line, but it seems that the Cowgirl wants to get a piece of that Latino heat right now!”

Sauntering down the ramp with purpose, Dinah Davis is a woman on a mission as her determined blue eyes lock onto the dark-haired woman scowling at her from inside the ring.

Dressed rather casually (for her at least) in a white T-shirt, leather cowboy boots, and skintight jeans that perfectly accentuate her busty frame, she’s also wearing her signature Stenson hat with her golden locks flowing down her broad shoulders.

Enjoying a standing ovation from the fans in attendance, the ever flirtatious Cowgirl is all smiles as she waves to the fans on the front rows.

“YOU BITCH! THIS IS MY MATCH!” La Diabla storms, her plastic horns practically steaming with anger as Dinah continues to keep the spotlight vested firmly on her.

Ignoring the Latina’s raging comments, the blonde blows a seductive kiss to one of her male admirers as her curvaceous hips sway closer and closer towards the ring apron.

As all this is transpiring, you slowly start to regain your bearings with Angelica’s focus off of you, at least for the moment.

Seething in frustration, her dark eyes are burning into the Cowgirl who at this point has completely ruined her moment and ensured that all eyes remain on her.

Grabbing hold of the middle ropes, you quietly push yourself off the mat with a second wind coming on.

Stalking around the ring like a caged animal, Angelica watches with growing impatience as her rival finally reaches the apron and reaches for the ropes to enter.

Now standing up, you lean against the ropes to contemplate your next move as the two rivals lock eyes.