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The stage is lit gold as a man wearing a hooded jacket looks down at the ground to keep his face hidden. After a few moments of tension, Seitz jerks backwards, raising his hands into the air as jets of fireworks raise from either side of the ramp and Better Than You by Metallica begins blaring in the background.

The announcer declares, "Making his way to the ring, weighing 256 pounds, from Oberhausen, Germany, "The Superior One", Wilhelm Seitz!"

As the wrestler makes his way to the ring, he casts glances to the assembled audience, already unimpressed by the relative unknown who considers himself "superior", making a point to direct them towards his athletic frame with his arms, also spreading them out wide to lap up the crowd's attention.

Seitz reaches the ring, and slides in and heads straight for the top turnbuckle, so he can throw off his jacket and flex his muscles. The fans are unimpressed, but Wilhelm simply gives them an arrogant sneer and prepares to show them why he is "The Superior One".

The obnoxious German hadn't had his way in his first couple of debut months, and despite a win in his last match, it had been a handicap match, so to the Bavarian Brawler, this match was a hugely important one. His ego was hungry to prove his own awesomeness to a seemingly ignorant audience. The fans' reaction to this Rebecca person hadn't lightened his mood either... which was strange, given he usually spent these pre-match moments imagining cruel ways to break his opponent, especially the ones who were applauded and cheered for with such fervour, however, only one thing was on Wilhelm's mind tonight: getting the three count.

Seeing that his opponent had seemingly challenged the German, stepped forward, answing Rebecca's intense stare with one of his own, ignoring the ref's question. As the bell rung, Seitz went for a lockup, fairly sure that his 256lb, 6"6 frame gave him a strength advantage over the Rebel

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Seitz allowed an instantaneous repeat of his previous matches by starting overconfidently and ending up with a disadvantage. Rebz had caught him in an armbar, and even this early in the matchup, like any good hold should do, it hurt like hell. Regardless, the physical strength advantage was still with the tall German, so naturally, he attempted to power himself from the centre of the ring to force a rope break.

Seitz had escaped the armbar, but not before Rebz landed a quick blow to the back of his skull which further infuriated a greatly frustrated "Superior One". Having already been out grappled by his nimbler opponent, Seitz decided to attempt a simpler tactic - namely a big boot aimed directly at the Rebel's face.

Seeing that Rebz was now in a sitting up position, Seitz allowed the momentum of his charge to tke him to the ropes, hoping to catch his nimbler opponent on the rebound with a low dropkick to the back!

The taller competitor looks to pull Rebz to her feet and press home the advantage with an attempt at a picture-perfect DDT.

The technical ability of Rebz came to fruition as Seitz found his DDT nimbly countered, and a moment later the big German was floored by a clothesline on the turn!