Veteran vs. Newbie: Sydney Zahara vs Amber Luxemburg

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Sydney had been retired, and in hiding, for years now; her body being wasted in a dead-end job in the middle of nowhere. She went from being a world-class champion to a simple librarian. A great comparison would've been Rocky's transformation from his self-titled films to the Creed sequels. She felt like she shouldn't even step back into the ring, not after her best friend had passed away, but the moment she saw Yona on her job's television, she knew she had no choice but to find out if it was really her. She had abandoned her child so long ago, so to see that she'd still follow her mother's career path was rather surprising and a weird stroke of fate in play.
Now, two months later, she'd been in a locker room once again after so long. It still stank like shit, but it was almost like a second home to her. She didn't come to exactly return to her former glory, but Sydney expected the paparazzi to be far more feral than usual. Even so, her daughter came first, and if it meant she had to throw her best skills at a newbie, then so be it. She quickly got dressed and casually entered the stadium, being greeted with grand fireworks and dozens of flashing lights all around her. Her younger self would have certainly been overwhelmed by the cameras, but nowadays, it just seemed like the norm to her. She didn't even feel the need to greet anyone as she stomped down the ramp. The cheers were ear-piercing, and absolutely mind-numbing, but she got through it, sliding into the ring to wait for her first opponent in almost a decade. The announcer and plenty of reporters entered with her, swarming her with questions. She didn't answer a single one, shoving them aside. The referees eventually had to step in to empty the canvas for her opponent.
"Alright, Louise. I hope you're watching over me," She told herself, placing a fist against her own chest.

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