Kieda Uzai vs Emaline "The Emerald Viper" - Pinfall Beach Match

[Kreydos]

"~Hmmm?~" Emaline reacted to her opponent grabbing her thighs with a mocking hum. "Second wind?" She sniggered, clamping her headscissor tighter. "Excellent. I will enjoy quashing this." However, her arrogant demeanour wavered at the sight of Kieda actually starting to make a comeback. "Eh?.." Panic flashed in the Viper's eyes and she grimaced as exerted all the strength within her legs, hoping to incapacitate the Assassin before she could achieve whatever stunt she was attempting."I said, I will enjoy quashing this." Emaline repeated, her voice underlined by irritation and fear alike.
However, her efforts proved to be for naught and she was hoisted into the air in preparation for a powerbomb. "Yamero!" She exclaimed in her native tongue as she held both fists together up high, winding up for a double hammerfist. She never saw the strike through to the end, interrupted by Kieda running forward and cleanly slamming Emaline on the mat via powerbomb, leaving her groaning in agony. "Gnnnnnnhhh..."

[SubtleRoar]

*The ubiquitous chanting and cheering of the ravenous audience was enough to keep the exhausted kunoichi alive and conscious, but she was clinging to this sliver of life with her fingers dug in deep.* "Aahhaa...nnhh..." *Each, exasperating breath that pushed past her quivering lips forced her chest to elevate and depress, reminding her unwavering followers that she was still alive. Within a few seconds, she began the arduous endeavor of scaling the nearby turnbuckle, every fiber of her being screaming for her to stop; this, however, has never hampered her before, and certainly wouldn't pose any level of concern now.*

"G..get up..." *She muttered under her shaky suspiring while simultaneously trying to balance herself atop the highest point, anticipating Ema's inevitable return to form. If she were to clamber back to her original stance, Kieda would launch herself through the skies, utilizing her superior knowledge of acrobatics to overcome this troublesome foe with a dynamic double boot stomp across her face!*

Spoiler

[Kreydos]

Thankfully, Kieda opted to leave Emaline be instead of pressing attack, perching herself atop the top turnbuckle. As such, the Viper regained her bearings and after surveying the ring, found where her opponent awaited. "Grrk... Such arrogance..." She mumbled as she flipped herself onto her belly and started crawling the opposite direction until she was surely out of range. Moreover, she characterised her movements with feigned lethargy and fatigue, hoping to deceive the Fashion Assassin.
Should Kieda fall for the bait and make her dive attack, Emaline would try to roll out of the way. And if she does manage to dodge, she would spring to her feet and attempt to follow up with a superkick.

[SubtleRoar]

*While weightlessly tearing through the sky, Kieda locked eyes with Ema for a fleeting moment- Their pupils staring into the others, her target seemed to be pantomiming a malevolent expression. When The Bewildered Kunoichi finally recognized what was about to happen, she knew she had already crossed the threshold of no return.*

Ggrrrgh!" *As both boots made a solid impact against the surface of the arena, she futilely tried to construct some semblance of a guard. Unfortunately, Ema's reactionary time was on point, her boot cracking Kieda's mandible like an egg!*

"WHUMP!" *Rattled the audience members and The Turquoise Silhouette alike, sending her spiraling backwards and dangling off the ropes, her expectations of this fight clearly having been surpassed!*

[Kreydos]

Giggling maliciously, Emaline ran both hands through the back of her head, combing her hair. Then she sprinted forward and tried to dropkick Kieda, attempting to knock her out of the ring. If successful, the pinkette would stroll forward and lean over the ropes, looming over her fallen opponent. "I apologise for spoiling your moment." She snidely taunted. "Here, allow me to reciprocate the sentiment." She grabbed the top ropes and hopped on top of them. From there, she leapt forward with a backflip before manoeuvring both feet to stomp them into the Fashion Assassin's exposed abdomen, peforming a shooting star variation of the Viper's signature, the Reptilian Skyfall.

[SubtleRoar]

*With the searing pain keeping the kunoichi relatively meek and humble, Ema seemed adamant on leaving ab indelible mark upon Kieda's existence, subsequently following up with a vicious, double boot kick that sent The Fashion Assassin tumbling out of the ring!*

Gnnph!" *The external damage she had sustained paled in comparison to her pride, but much to her chagrin, Ema wasn't quite finished yet. Hearing the faintest of mockeries from above, she was subjected to Ema's malicious trampling!*

"GGUUUHHH!" *Her limbs jutting skyward before collapsing across the padding that lined the outskirts of the ring, Kieda's silenced form was a stark indication of her chances of rallying a comeback!*

[Kreydos]

"Haha, yeah! Go Ema!" "Y-yeah... Go!..." Both Yoro and Shira alike cheered in their own way upon seeing their friend once more take control of the match. Apart from cheering when Emaline was winning and booing when Kieda was winning, neither members of the Enclave participated much in the match, their role more akin to that of cheerleaders. That would change as the Viper slid under the bottom ropes and pulled the Fashion Assassin to her feet.
"Kindly, set up the wheel, please." The pinkette haughtily ordered.
"You got it!" The blackette chirped as she handed Emaline a microphone. On the other hand, the redhead rummaged through the contents sitting under the ring. Yoro soon joined in and together, the duo pulled out a rather peculiar assortment of items, the most prominent of which appeared to be a multicoloured disk.
Meanwhile the Viper dragged her opponent to her feet and forced her back into the ring. From there, she rolled Kieda to her belly, sat on her back, and placed both arms over the thighs with the hands trapped under the knees. A classic camel clutch. Invariably, Emaline ensured that they both faced the direction of the Enclave as they worked with the items they collected.
"Witness this." Emaline whispered into her rival's ear before completing the hold, cupping her hands under Kieda's chin and leaning back. Other than inflicting pain, the submission served another purpose; to ensure that the so-called Fashion Assassin was conscious to watch the Enclave set up their devious contraption, a spinning wheel.

[SubtleRoar]

"Nnhhgghh..." *The unintelligible grunt trailed out of Kieda's dangling maw, words becoming quite impossible to formulate at this point due to the excessive amounts of physical fatigue. With her mind muddled as well, she was almost effortlessly pushed back into the arena, her lithe figure sprawled out across the floor for all to behold. She could feel the ravenous eyes upon her, feasting on the incapacitating misery she was crippled by. It was a mortifying experience, one she wished she would be able to erase from her memory, but it seemed as though her draconian suffering was far from over.*

"W..what are you...Nnnhhfff!" *The sudden jolt through her backside was enough of an indication as to what was transpiring- Ema had easily ensnared her within an agonizing, spine-shattering camel clutch!* "Ggguuuhh!" *Her boots haphazardly flailing from the blisteringly painful submission hold, Kieda was at one of the lowest points in her entire career- Not only was she being put on full display by someone she genuinely abhorred, but she was forced to watch what grim fate awaited her on the diabolical wheel of torture!*

Spoiler

[Kreydos]

With the camel clutch now securely locked in, Emaline freed one of her hands from the hold and grabbed the microphone. "Ladies and gentlemen." Her urbane to the point of being condescending voice echoed through the speakers. "I am pleased to announce that you are all about to lay witness to the debut of a wondrous game, aptly named the 'Wheel of Pain'! As you can see here, my esteemed associates have kindly established a spinning wheel. And listed on said wheel, is a comprehensive collection of my wrestling holds." She paused, allowing everyone, especially Kieda, to digest the recently unveiled information. With a chuckle, the Viper confirmed their suspicions. "That is correct. One of my associates, Yoro, will spin the wheel, and whatever move it lands on, I will perform on our unwilling contestant."
And to rub in more salt into the wound, she placed the microphone near the Fashion Assassin's lips. "Now, does the contestant have any opinions they would like to share?"
Regardless of what Kieda had to say, Emaline would simply carry on, saying "Excellent. Now, Yoro, you may spin the wheel!"
"You got it Ema!" Yoro chirped aloud before complying with her friend's orders. The wheel spun, and spun, and spun. Until eventually, it slowed down and stopped at a blue coloured section labelled as 'figure four headscissor'.

[SubtleRoar]

*The degradation Kieda experienced was enough to permanently deflate her personal confidence for a lifetime, but it became brutally obvious that the inanimate object a few feet in front of her would ultimately decide her imminent fate. As the pointer clacked against her possible fates, gradually landing on one of the more humiliating methods of tearing her confidence asunder.*

"Th...this..c..can't be happening~" *She forlornly muttered inti the mic, too ashamed to embrace the reality of her abysmal predicament while her body began uncontrollably trembling against her will. Gnashing her teeth together to try and prevent herself from sulking, this night would live in infamy as The Fashion Assassin's usurping!*