Iria Luna vs Serilda Akira - Witches and Ligers don't blend together

[MsIshtar]

Iria just felt like laughing, watching Liger’s reaction after she fell to the mat. She gave her opponent a respite to get up as she just enjoyed the moment. Soon enough, the blonde noticed Liger aiming to kick her torso, and with a smile, she prepared herself to counter the attack… But it was a ruse, Liger changed her motion at the last second, hitting the blonde’s cheeks with her fist!

Iria reeled back one step from the blow as she shook her head to ease the soreness. She frowned in irritation because her opponent only kept targeting her face -- “No class. Just as your mother.” She clicked her tongue before lunging forward suddenly, quickly aiming to strike Liger’s belly with a side kick to leave her breathless. If successful, Iria would grab her by her hair before attempting to drop her down to the floor face first with an x-factor!

[The Riders]

Her confidence dropping with each taunt she hears,
Her ruse made her opponent stumble back but that was all it did just like the rest of her offense she got during the match. "...Shut up about my mother... My mother has more class then you ever wish you had you rude bitch" Liger responds back to Iria.

"UGHH" bending forward from being kicked in the stomach, having her hair grabbed again by her opponent. Before being slammed face first into the mat hard by Iria her face her bust bouncing off the mat as Liger lays prone on the mat, dazed and out of it from the move.

[MsIshtar]

For all it was worth, Iria was still a champion from Europe, she wouldn’t fall from some strikes. And while she wasn’t going all out, Liger was being pretty reckless by irritating a heel of her caliber, as she was about to demonstrate after connecting her side kick to Liger.

“Your mother?” Retorted Iria with disgust as her hands grabbed and pulled her hair -- “In all my career, I haven’t ever been suspended for beating little girls after the match ended. I’m sure you’re very proud of that.” Iria’s tone was calm, abnormally so, as anger slithered deep within her. If there was such a thing as breaking someone's will with words alone, Iria fully intended to do so.

After sending her opponent crashing down to the canvas harshly with the x-factor. Iria stood up and decided to keep pressing the offensive. The blonde would try to grab and bend one of Liger’s legs, trapping her ankle between Iria’s thighs as she would attempt to apply an STF. From there, Iria would rest her frame on top of Liger’s back as she leaned forward, binding her arms in front of her foe's head before wrenching them ruthlessly in the hold!

[The Riders]

Clutching her side from being kicked while down again, Liger curls up into a ball her side starting to bruise from Iria blow. Her fans still cheer but they know that the match is going to be ending soon, since their idol is overmatched right now.

With her hair grabbed and forced to stand in front of her opponent forced to listen to Iria talk about her mother, her hands trying to grab her opponent hands to force her to let go. "What my mother does is on her.. Not me I'm not proud of her but she is still my mother you twisted bitch."

"NGHHHH" Laing prone on the mat from taking another X-factor move, not even able to defend herself right now as she is almost out cold. Not even able to even stop Iria from placing her in a STF submission hold, her hands weakly grabbing at her opponent arm trying to loosen the grip or to roll over to break the hold.

[MsIshtar]

“Fair enough. I still don’t want to be compared to the likes of her” Shrugged Iria, before sending Liger down to the canvas with the x-factor. From there, she didn’t have any problem securing her opponent into an STF. Wrenching and torturing Liger, it was clear to the blonde and the public that she didn’t have the energy to break herself free from the hold and the submission was imminent. Not feeling like ending the match like this, Iria decided to release Liger as she stood up and would send a kick to her backside.

“You know what? Why don’t we end this in a way that it is more fitting for you, yes?” Snarked the blonde before pulling herself down to the floor once more, reaching towards her opponent’s arm, Iria’d try to clutch between her breasts as her legs would seek to trap Liger with a triangle choke, squeezing her neck in the hold. Although, the position would be truly humiliating for Liger as her fans would be able to watch her in that position with her ass up, that wouldn’t be everything that the blonde had in store for her...

[The Riders]

Liger is close to tapping out from the hold, her body screaming out in pain from Iria brutal offense and earlier moves but she still struggles not wanting to tap out to this... this witch. The next thing Liger knows is she is let go from the submission hold and kicked in the rear by her opponent, sending her crashing forward to the mat being humiliated by Iria.

Before she can reply to her opponent words, Liger is locked in a tight triangle choke hold her rear sticking up as she is to tired to fight anymore. But not wanting to give Iria the satisfaction of making her tap out, Liger passes out in the hold her body going limp for the lack of air.

The ref seeing her body going limp quickly can a for the bell, trying to get Iria to break the hold as best as she can.

[MsIshtar]

Not letting Liger tap out from the STF, Iria’d prefer to change pace by transitioning it to a triangle choke, letting her opponent in a humiliating position as Liger’s would be in all four while being submitted to the hold. Things… didn’t go quite as the blonde expected, while it was true that she planned to finish Liger off with the triangle choke, she didn’t expect Liger to pass out so quickly; having plans to humiliate her for a bit longer. So she was pretty surprised when she saw Liger’s fainted face in between her thighs, her body limping before falling unconscious.

“Huh?” Iria arched one eyebrow for a moment while the ref signaled the end of the match and approached the blonde to release Liger from the triangle choke. Which she did, standing up, the blonde would press her boot towards the side of her opponent’s fallen frame, pushing it to the side so her body would be facing the ceiling, before trampling Liger’s exposed belly.

“Sooo weak!” Iria mocked her opponent as she started laughing, earning some boos from Liger’s fans. -- “And the winner, by knockout... Iria Luna!” Announced the referee while raising the blonde’s arm, as she stood victorious over her defeated opponent.

After that, she’d leave the ring, while the match didn’t pose much of a challenge, the impish blonde was content with adding another victory to her career, alongside the ruckus and drama she made.