Brycee attempted one stomp too many and the champion was well-prepared. Alex reached out her hand, grabbing the challenger and flipping her to the ground. Quick as a cat, she was on the bigger Adams, wrenching her tattooed arms behind her and stomping viciously on the middle of Brycee's back. Adams, stunned by how quickly the champion had turned the tables could not offer a counter and could only scream in agony as a smiling Del Monacco slowly and deliberately pulled back on her arms while keeping a foot in the small of Adam's back.

Alex, looking like a quick victory was in a near certainty but figuring she needed to make a statement to quiet her critics, lifted Adams off of the ground and then slammed her down on her ample breasts, yelling at her to get up and fight. "I'm tired of hearing how I don't fight any real competition. Bring something bitch."