You pulled off an upset.

La Diabla shoots you an admiring glance out of the corner of her eye as you stand next to each other. The ref is prepared to formally declare the winner, but first the announcer has a few things to say.

“This fighter pulled off a surprise upset today with their defeat of an ECL veteran. Their place in this League is now undeniably secured. We’re all very excited to see their prowess”—this word is marked with a suggestive eyebrow wiggle that makes you and Angelica both chuckle in amusement— “on display in the future. Please join me in honoring our winner...John!”

The crowd roars its approval as the ref raises your arm toward the ceiling. La Diabla claps softly in appreciation as you bask in the glory of your victory.

{if Bet with La Diabla = true}But there’s one more thing that needs to be done before you can head back. You turn to her with an expectant look on your face, and she sighs in resignation as she remembers the bet she made with you. “Fine. I made a wager, I’ll honor it. This”— she gestures to her match outfit, still askew in all the right places—“is now my permanent uniform for una semana. But don’t blame me when someone drops a heavy weight on their foot because they were too busy staring at my tetas to pay any attention to their workout.”

You shrug exaggeratedly. “Hey, if you didn’t want people getting distracted, maybe you should have tried harder to win.”

She flips you the bird before turning to go, but she’s grinning despite herself.{endif}