The rest of the preliminary rounds went by without a hitch until it was time for Zell's second match. It would be his final match before the tournament started in earnest and he only needed to win to secure his spot.
"Numbers Sixty-Nine and Seventy-Two please enter the arena." The announcer said. Zell walked into the ring and a small woman followed behind him.
Her hair was tightly placed in a bun atop her head, and she wore a red sports bra top with black yoga pants. "You are big, and you know what they say about the big don't you?" She said getting into her fighting stance. "The bigger they are, the harder they fall."
"Okay." Zell said. "Try not to hurt yourself too badly."
"I'll show you!" She yelled. "Everyone always misjudges me because I am a woman!" She charged at him and attempted to throw him off balance. Her face turned red as she struggled with everything she had. "Why won't you fall?!" She yelled. "This should work! This always works!"
