Ashley, who had turned away with the intention of using a shortcut, didn’t get very far. A hand latched onto her hair, roughly pulling her back and extracting a pained scream from her mouth. Forced to spin around, she was then met with a fist to the face, sending her sprawling to the ground. She pushed herself up from the ground and tenderly touched her face, groaning when it stung even under the lightest pressure. Her fingertips came back bloodstained, confirming her suspicions that there was a cut on her left cheek where the punch had landed. Must have been from the ring she wasn’t aware that Graham was wearing.