Trinity Cordova vs Liberty: Hardcore Debut

Trinity felt good. Despite the aching pain in her face, it felt good to watch Liberty suffer and kick. It was over, the Italian woman had finally been conquered. Trinity fully expected there to be a grudge match, she didn't pin Liberty as the type to take a loss gracefully. But that was for another day. For now, Liberty was struggling underneath her choke, as air was leaving her body.

Then she stopped struggling. Then she went limp.

Trinity heard the ref but it took a second before she released her grasp, wanting to make sure for good that Liberty was down and out. There was no way she was going to let herself get caught off guard by Liberty at the last minute. Letting go of the choke hold, Trinity fired a final punch into the knocked out womans face, cause why not?

Raising to her feet, she took a second to appreciate the handiwork she had done. Sure alot of the blood on the floor was hers, but Liberty had come off arguably worse. Just as she was going to turn to leave, she decided to do one last thing, something to remember her debut by. Bending back down to Liberty, she began to unclip the metal plates that Liberty had on her elbows. They could come in handy. Hey eyes drifted down to her Liberty’s boots. With a wide smirk, Trinity undid and slid off her boots. Sure, who knew if they would fit Trinity, but then again, who cares?

Raising her newly attained attire in the air like a trophy to the crowd, Trinity began to stagger her way towards the ramp and began the climb back towards the backstage area. When there the medical team was ready to go and grab Liberty. “Take care of her” She spoke towards them as she started finding help for her nose. Well that was a trial by fire.