Sending A Message

Violette would let out a smirk as her attacks connected, and Trinette was sent stumbling back. The officials would now grab the two of them, making sure there would be no further strikes. But Violette, at this point, didn't care; she had sent her message. With that, Violette would get to the edge of the ring before making her exit. Violette was looking forward to their match.

Trinette shook her head as she had stumbled back and away from her old friend, one hand had gone down to hold her aching groin, biting down on her lower lip as she would throw a pained but angry glare at Violette. Seething with anger as she saw her turn and leave the ring.

The stage hands held onto Trinette tightly as they were not about to let the newcomer run after Violette or for the fight to escalate any further. While the French wrestler was pissed...she had no intention of fighting Violette here. She'd wait for their match. After a few moments, Violette had made her exit and Trinette would soon recover from the pain and do the same. She'd have to talk with management and the like and apologize for this situation and how she had rather forcibly booked her own debut match....