>>18483943Holly struggles to her feet, gritting teeth. Once again she is bloodied and broken as she stands in the ring. The match with Omega may not have been violent or barbaric, but it had been brutal, a contest of wills. One where experience had won out over the fire of youth.
Holly stares down the victorious Omega, her eyes blazing.
And for a moment, she doesn't see the violent heel who attacked her. She doesn't see the childhood hero who she idolised, in the same stupid way Rabbit had cheered after her sentai rangers, she sees a fellow wrestler, the same woman who had shared a drink with her.
She extends her hand for a handshake.
