While theDoctor was doing her scathing promo, Sandy herself was getting ready to go out to interrupt the promo. All of a sudden, a staff member was thrown against the wall, turning into a splattered mess. A humanoid made of obsidian came around the corner and looked at her. "Sandastro!" he yelled, "You are going to come with me!"

"Why?" Sandy replied, "So you can force me them turn into rubble because my sculptor accidentally chipped some of my teeth?"

"You are imperfect. For us Prahaites to live, every one has to be perfect."

"I learned of what that mindset sounds like: eugenics."

"You sully your mouth with foreign words. You will come back with us, now!"

Sandy got in a stance. "Then you will have to kill me first." Both Sandy and her assailant ended up getting into a backstage fight. The obsidian man ended up being tripped, causing him to press a button on his vambrace. The brawl would culminate in Sandy and the obsidian man crashing out of the backstage area and onto the ramp, Sandy smashing his head to the ground and killing him in front of several hundred people and the Doctor. Sandy, looking at the Doctor, got her own microphone and spoke, pretending her assailant was one of Krampus' own. "You cowardly leech!" she yelled, "Instead of facing me, you send your minion to try and kill me. But now, you've got nowhere to run, so take this match like a goddamn adult!"

Hearing the cheering from the crowd towards Sandy, the Doctor knew she had to still wrestle in spite of the threat. She wanted the public to avoid panicking and making things worse. "Then come to this ring." she spoke into the microphone, "I didn't need that guy anyways."

Sandy ran to the ring as the announcer came into the ring. "This contest is set for one fall, and is for the SFS Women's Championship!" he began, "First, from Gallifrey, Ireland, she is the Bane of Christmas, the Being of Woe, Krampus!" The crowd booed so loudly it seemingly shook the ring. "And in the other corner, from Southampton, England, she is the Living Mountain, Sandy Stone!"

The pair got to their positions and the bell rang. They began the match by getting themselves in a chain wrestling position, their heads touching each other. "Why are we doing this match?" the Doctor whispered as to not alert the crowd, "You're in danger!"

Sandy changed her position so the Doctor ended up in a headlock. "Because it's all sorted." she whispered back, "Lift me up for a suplex and try to pin me." The Doctor did just that, lifting Sandy up in a belly to back suplex and attempting to pin Sandy to no avail. "Do the elbow drop now!"

The Doctor jumped to the top rope and got ready to do her elbow drop, preceding it with a throat slash. She jumped and did her elbow drop spot, getting caught in Sandy's Stonecutter, and minimising the damage done to her by being more prepared for it. One spot down, two to go. As the Doctor slowly got up, she saw the vambrace of the dead Prahaite flashing. While Sandy was looking away, the Doctor put her in a full nelson. "You're not safe. The vambrace is flashing. There are more Prahaites coming as we speak."

Sandy threw the Doctor over her head and the Doctor landed on her feet, only to be put in a bearhug. "Then I guess I'll have to keep fighting them after this. Burning hammer."

The Doctor elbowed Sandy's head repeatedly and got out of the bearhug, putting her on her shoulders to perform her Burning Hammer. The move was performed perfectly and the pin attempt was successfully kicked out of. Only one spot was left.The Doctor had to pretend to be angry at the kickout to mask her worry about the Prahaites crashing the venue. Sandy got up and dropkicked the Doctor, having her bounce off the ropes and into Sandy's powerbomb finisher. The Doctor was pinned and Sandy was the winner. "The winner of this contest, and new SFS Women's Champion, Sandy Stone!" the announcer bellowed with the crowd cheering their heads off, "Christmas is saved!" Little did he know, it was not. At least, not yet.

The Doctor and Sandy got backstage, the Doctor being slumped over Sandy's shoulder before she got back on her feet. "Right," she began, "we've done our match, and now we need to so-"

"Relax, Doctor." Sandy replied, "I've handled one golem and managed to salvage a decent match after that."

"Yes, you beat one. You're now going to end up having to go against wave after wave of them, and they will turn this planet upside-down for the summer purpose of finding and/or killing you!"

"Doctor! Stop panicking! You're perfectly capable of fighting them too. You lifted me up like I weighed absolutely nothing in that ring. And you're more of a competent fighter than you realise. I know about you Time Lords, you in particular. Part of the knowledge implanted onto me during my creation. You prefer solving things with speeches and wit, and those things will not work on them."

The Doctor thought about it. "You know, I am so constantly outwitting the opposition I tend to forget the delights and satisfaction of the arts, the gentle art, of fisticuffs. Besides, I'm donning a piece of clothing that one of my old companions used. If I didn't fight, I would disrespect her warrior heritage." A faint rumbling sound could be heard. "If I'm not mistaken, there are Nibiru ships landing outside."

"So, you ready to fight?"

"I've just come back from slaying three genetically-modified dinosaurs. I'm beyond ready."

"Well, then. Let's go out there and kick some rocky arse!"

The Doctor nodded in determination. "Fasaeidan!"