A Lion's Thorn- Kieda vs Carolina!

[SubtleRoar]

*Despite her tough exterior lingering much longer than most had expected, The Cerulean Shadow was suffering- Her once radiant personality having almost been entirely extinguished with that last move she had endured, barely clinging to what little vigor she had left. However, as if Carolina were deliberately prolonging her inevitable demise, she merely crushed her vulnerable spine beneath her boot while nonchalantly showboating for the famished audience surrounding them.*

"Gaaaaahhh!" *She winced upon contact, jolting from side to side as the anguish shot through her, piercing her ego in the process. This blast of misery, ironically enough, began fueling Kieda's utter disdain towards the pompous Lioness. Soon enough, Kieda began formulating a strategy on how to potentially turn the tide in her favor.* "Nnnhhh...oooooww..." *She allowed her melodramatic nature to control the reins, writhing and shuddering in what appeared to be horrific pain before suddenly...!*

"Gotcha~" *Swiftly swinging her entire, lithe figure sideways and adjacent to Carolina's body, Kieda spontaneously sprang upwards before latching her arm against the base of her neck, driving it into the crook of her bicep for a stunner attempt! The fervent degree of velocity she generated would easily be considered breakneck speed, and this bold gambit would either prove to be the turning point of this match, or the ultimate folly of the beloved Fashionista!*

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[ReticentCone]

Carolina had been deliberate in driving her boot into Kieda's spine when she stepped in her back. If her Ice whip had hurt it, it only made sense to continue going after it, adding more injury to the insult of her pose. With the way that the fashionista was writhing and crying out in pain below her, it certainly seemed to be working.

It would turn out, however, that Carolina's mockery of her opponent would serve to do more to motivate her than hurt her. To the blonde's surprise, Kieda would manage to slip out from her boot, leaving her a little unbalanced for a few moments, which provides just enough time for the lioness to spring up, hook her head and drop the the canvass for a lightning quick stunner.

Carolina barely had time to react to the move as it happened, but she certainly did after the fact. She screamed in a mix of pain and anger. It was never a pleasant experience to have one's neck targeted, there waw always the lingering fear that even the most routine attacks could be the one that did serious damage, which was part of why Carolina made use of them. It was always, of course, why she feared them.

She rolled around on the canvass, grabbing at the back of her neck and kicking the canvas. It was perhaps not as bad as it looked, but she wasn't getting any points for sucking the pain up.

[SubtleRoar]

*As the jolt of uncontested pain surged through Carolina, Kieda herself shared a substantial degree of unprecedented whiplash from her reckless maneuver, but desperate times called for desperate measures- The Fashionista was quickly realizing that the moniker "Lioness" wasn't to be taken lightly, and given everything she had experienced up to this point was proof of her foe's inability to remain incapacitated. However, this time, she seemed to have received her fill of discomfort, providing The Cerulean Shadow with the perfect, albeit fleeting window of opportunity she needed to put this fight away once and for all.*

*As the perspiration from her forehead began dripping down her face, splashing against the canvas beneath her Kieda began the arduous ascent up a nearby corner post- She had sacrificed so much to be on the main stage, so many eyes feasting on this visual buffet, she couldn't disappoint her faithful community; not here, not tonight. So many thoughts cluttered her concentration, but she cleared her mind with a single utterance.* "I am the fashion...and YOU are the victim!" *Before untouching the turnbuckle beneath her!*

*Her magnificent form cut through the air, elegantly gliding while she remained airborne for what seemed like an eternity before completing her somersault, her limbs outstretched as a means of bracing for the inevitable impact!* "WHUD!" *Their midsections clashed, Kieda firmly pressing herself into Carolina to keep her docile while the audience went berserk after having witnessed her signature move, The Fashion Victim!*

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[ReticentCone]

By the time Carolina was able to roll on to her back and regain her composure to get to her feet, Kieda was already twirling through the air for her finisher, giving the northern lioness no opportunity to counter the move.

As their torso's clashed violently, the air in the blonde woman's lungs would complete evacuate, the winding of the impact gave her no breath with which to fight back, even though she was well enough conscious to fight back.

The official would rush over to start the count, as the stocky woman lay pinned to the canvas.

1...

2...

[SubtleRoar]

*Her heart thudded in her chest, lungs feeling as if they were pumping out fumes rather than oxygen given the burning sensation in her throat, but if this last second could just hurry up and pass, it would all be worth it. Then finally, the referee's voice rang out like an angelic choir from above.* "THREE!" *Subsequently followed by the sonorous, victorious gong to let everyone know of her triumph!* "Ding ding ding!" *She felt the herculean burden of this match finally dissolve into nothingness as the audience erupted into jubilation, Kieda having made an indelible statement with that hard fought victory.*

*If this had been any other opponent, she would have snagged their open hand and taken a tandem bow together, but throughout the course of this encounter she had realized the type of person Carolina was- Cruel, condescending, derisive and incapable of showing an ounce of empathy to anyone but herself. It frightened the Fashion Assassin, rattling her to her core since she recognized pieces of her former self within The Lioness. As she tried to clamber up the ropes, there was a sliver of pity in her eyes, glaring down at the irked blonde while the spectators continued to shower her with praise.*

[ReticentCone]

The Northerm lioness could not catch her breath until after the thurd count was made, by then, of course, it was alreadt too late. Carolina could not believe it. A second Apex Qualifier match, leading to a second loss. She was being embarssed, beaten like a mere jobber, who woukd take her seriously if sge keot losing like this.


As she saw Kieda climb up the ring corner, she filled up with rage. She had just sent the arrogant fashionista to the canvas from that same corner with an ice whip that was done with every intention to harm her and yet there she stood, triumphant. This was unacceptable. Carolona promised to break one if this woman's limbs by tge night was out and that was exactly what she'd do.

So the she sprung to her feet, ran over Kieda and punched her squre in her left kidney.l to maje her falk backwarsds to the mat. Maybe of the lioness' punch ir the resulting fall woukd do lasting damage, but neither was the main event.

No, what Carolina was focusing on was specific and certain to cause the damage she was looking for. With Kieda near the ring post, Isljoninna would slide out of and quickly move to pull her victim's legs to the ring post, then ine one swuft move, lock a figure four lock around the post, her vicious critical signature, the Cry for CRY!

In a regular match, shwme'd hold this until the officiaks told her to break it up. Obviously, that woukdn't happen here. She was going to hold on, bobbing up and diwn, until she broke Kieda's leg. Enjoying the screaming and crying the whole way through.