Ciel Aonlous vs Sarah Luther

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Match Type: Standard Match
Victory Condition: Pinfall, Submission or Count Out

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It was time for another match for Ciel. It had been a while since she had done a match. Though she had done a few big matches, the French wrestler was eager to get back in the ring. She had heard her opponent was the infamous British wrestler Sarah Luther, known as the Scourge of the British Isles and a member of Rebellion. She had heard that Sahar had a mean streak and was a brutal but talented wrestler who enjoyed inflicting pain and punishment on her opponent. Though the blue hair wrestler was a tough wrestler and intended to put an end to this so-called scourge, after all, she was a slayer so this kind of was her specialty.

Taking a moment to stretch and check her uniform before leaving her locker room, the French wrestler would then make her way towards the entrance, just staying out of sight. She would wait a few moments before hearing her theme song play and make her way out wearing her blue outfit as it was a standard match. As she can down she would give several members of the audience some high fives before arriving ringside. Making her way up the stairs she would then grab onto the ropes and swing her legs over it before entering the ring.

Once in the ring, she would make her way to the turnbuckle and raise one of her arms up before then going to the opposite one and doing the same. She would eventually do so on all four turnbuckles before hopping down and making the way to the turnbuckle furthest from the ramp and await her British opponent to arrive.

[TheManVan]

Sarah was in a foul mood. Which wasn't much different than her normal mood as another night of beatings was going to happen. Her theme began to play as the Scourge of the British Isles appeared on stage as her eyes of malice scouted out to the crowd, she heard all of their boos and disdain from all of them and she didn't give a single damn about any of them as her eyes turned towards the ring.

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She saw her victim of the night.

The blue haired girl looked perky and full of energy. Sarah was looking to change all of that as she began to walk down the ring, her yellow eyes refusing to break contact with the blue haired girl in the ring as she walked up the stairs, walking on the apron as she walked to the center of the apron. Glaring at her opponent before stepping through the ropes, there was no fanfare, no posturing for the crowd, she was there.

And she was ready to show everyone why she was known as the Most Brutal Woman ever to leave the British Kingdom.

[Person]

Resting on the turnbuckle, the blue hair wrestler would wait for the arrival of her opponent. She would not have to wait long as her British opponent theme song would start to play. The blue hair wrestler would watch as her opponent than began to make her way to the ring. Right away the two made eye contact and it seemed that Sahar was unwilling to look away. She remembered famous boxers using same tactics to get into the head of their opponent. The French wrestler would keep her eyes locked onto the British wrestler showing her that she was not going to give any ground or show any weakness.

Usually, Ciel would greet her opponent and shake their hands but she knew it was pointless on her opponent. Instead, she would enter in a grappling stance and with Sahar also ready to go the referee would then signal for the bell and the match would now be underway. Not wasting a second and taking this match seriously the blue hair wrestler would make her move right away, trying to enter a collar and elbow lock up with her blonde opponent in order to get a good feel of her.

[TheManVan]

The utter lack of care from Sarah was on display as she continued to stare at Ciel, slowly unzipping her jacket and tossing it out of the ring, leaving her in her normal attire of the black tank top and black short shorts as she rolled her neck, audible cracking heard as she let out a scoff. It wasn't long after the referee called for the bell as the two opponents made their way to the center of the ring.

Seeing Ciel's hands reaching up for a lock up, Sarah would do the same as she raised hers. But instead of going through with the lock up, Sarah sprung forward and brought her foot up to try and deliver a kick right to the stomach to take Ciel by surprise! Showing her lack of respect, she wasn't going to waste her time with a test of strength or trying to feel out Ciel.

She knew that she could beat up anyone on the roster and didn't have the patience for anything else!

[Person]

With the bell now rung and the match started, the French wrestler would make her way towards her British opponent, attempting to lock in with her. The blue hair wrestlers eyes would then widen as she felt a sharp pain in her stomach. It seemed her opponent had managed to hit her with a kick instead of locking up with her. This would result in her taking a step back and holding her stomach with one of her arms. She was annoyed and frustrated with not only her opponent but herself. The blue hair wrestler should have known that Sarah would have done something like that and not lock up with her. Ciel would glare at her opponent, it was going to take far more than a kick to take her down.

[TheManVan]

Sharply kicking Ciel right in the stomach instead of locking up as the crowd quickly booed at Sarah's action, the Scourge cared little about respect and honor and all that other bullshit as Ciel backed up from her as she reached out to grab a handful of Ciel's blue hair, preventing her from escaping too far from her grasp.

Sarah was aware that Ciel didn't go down from her kick, she was a lot more tougher than she gave her credit for that was for sure. But unluckily for the Blue French Woman, it just meant that Sarah was going to hit her even harder as she pulled her fist back and attempted to punch Ciel right in the forehead with a closed fist!

[Person]

Ciel would feel her hair being grabbed as she took a step back. It seemed that Sarah wanted more, well the blue hair wrestler was happy to oblige. She would be hit right in the head with a fist causing her to wince for a second. Yet she would not simply be another victim, instead, she would gather her strength and suddenly jumping forward and attempting to hit Sarah rib cage with her shoulder, trying to take her down to the canvas with a spear and hoping to take her by surprise.

If her attacked worked and she managed to take her blonde opponent to the ground, she would attempt to mount her chest before throwing punch after punch right into her face. Ciel wanted to show Sarah that she could also dish out punishment and give her a dose of her own medicine.

[TheManVan]

Punching Ciel in the head, the loud thunk of fist on head violence rang out disgustingly as Sarah continued to hold Ciel by her blue hair. Her cold look soon softened into a look of smugness as she held Ciel's hair, gesturing to her as if that was all she had to offer as she let her guard down as she lifted her fist for another straight punch to the head.

However, she would quickly realize that there was more to Ciel that she had allowed until this point as the blue haired girl speared into her. Eyes widened as that shoulder dug into her stomach as she was taken off of her feet and crashed into the mat, coughing out as Ciel quickly mounted her and started to throw punch after punch!

The initial burst caught Sarah by surprise as she was still recovering from the spear, face jerking from side to side before she brought her hands up to cover up, looking for an opening to try and jerk to the side and roll Ciel off of her!

[Person]

It was never pleasant to take a shot to the head, especially when the match had just started but Ciel was going to show Sarah that not only could she take it but she could also dish it out. Gathering her strength she would burst forward and drive her shoulder right into her British opponent, sending her crashing down to the ground with a spear.

Not wasting a moment, the blue hair wrestler would mount her opponent and began to throw punch after punch aimed right at her face. She would swing several times, having her knuckles connect right into her opponent cheeks. It was good to get some payback and giving Sarah a taste of her own medicine. "How does it feel to be on the receiving end? Come on, is that all you got? What is wrong, you can dish out but can't take it?" stated Ciel as she was now trying to get into her opponent head and hoping to make her reckless. Though it seemed her blonde opponent would start to get into a defensive position and start to jerk left and right, making it hard to stay mounted on top of her.

The blue hair wrestler would quickly stand up before jumping up in the air and pulled both her feet back and held them with her hands as she attempted to drive both her knees right into her British opponent stomach. If the attack landed she would not only do a good amount of damage but also take a good amount of oxygen from her, meaning it would take her longer to recover. Though if she missed, her knees would come crashing into the canvas, meaning she would be open to counter attack.

[TheManVan]

The fight was already getting ugly as Ciel continued to swing wildly while on top of Sarah, the British girl covering up to the best of her abilities as she was already snarling and growling as she felt those punches hit her arms, leaving a noticable sting on them. And if the situation couldn't get any worse, it did as Ciel began to talk, having some of that dogmatic vindictive tone about how Sarah was getting her comeuppance. Getting lectured was just as aggravating for the British girl as she tried to roll the two of them over with her struggling. "Let's see how much you talk when I break your jaw!" she hissed back

But Ciel was making it difficult to escape as she would take advantage, rising up and jumping into the air as Sarah attempted to sit up but saw the knees positioned to drive into her as her first instinct was to cover her stomach with her arms. Her arms took the brunt of the damage, but it saved her stomach from taking serious damage early on as her arms were tingling with pained nerves.

Pushing on her arms to try and slide Ciel off of her, Sarah would attempt to roll away and get to her feet as she would shake her arms, them having taken a beating early on as she tried to get the feeling back into them. "Keep doing what you're doing, I'm going to make you wish you never crossed me."