Leva vs Solo Darling

This one's less of a wrestling match and more of an outright massacre or, as Leva would put it, a purge. She begins this contest masked and implacable, impervious to Solo's enthusiasm and friendly demeanor. She shuts Solo's bubbly mood down but quick by bouncing her head off a turnbuckle. It's all downhill from there for poor Solo as she's knocked from pillar to post, tossed around by her hair, wrenched in two by Camel Clutches and even thrown about outside the ring. Leva quickly abandons traditional tactics and focuses on Solo's hair, wrapping it around the ropes, using it for leverage in excruciating submissions and generally just pulling it out by the handful. The closest thing Solo gets to mercy is when she's given her own mask post-defeat and led out of the ring in full acknowledgment of her underling status.