Mina Piper vs. Jeanne Le Pen

[SwordSavior1]

So what was Mina's plan now she returned to the ring? Lay around and do nothing. She wasn't sure about reaching this far either. The referee would be annoyed for having to spread their two eyes and check who was eligible for another countdown.

Perhaps she could just wait until her opponent was extinguished by the lights. Her attention brought towards Jeanne's eye holes, Mina became a bit anxious expecting a sudden crawl but froze upon hearing another laugh. Was this supposed to dent her morale? Everyone paid attention to Mina's face where a frown...that was upside down formed. The opposite as the party animal started to giggle herself in response. "Oh you are enjoying this aren't you! Well so am I" Now the crowd were completely lost or assumed both fighters had a screw loose. The pinkette just didn't want to slow things down even if she couldn't properly stand.

Even after Jeanne was approaching, Mina continued chuckling at the face of death albeit quieter than before. Not even budging from her usual position to dodge, she was finally shut up a little by Jeanne's foot dropping onto her shin. A combination of whines and cries flew out of her mouth with every strike, yet she somehow tried laughing it off despite having a strained face and any noise coming off as distorted. Her eyes lazily drooped to the side and head tilting diagonally, yet she was barely capable of detecting the 6th stomp, the showstopper. Pivoting her neck around and the help of a little misdirection, she prevented her face from popping like a balloon.

Head returning back to that slump position, it seemed the restless maiden would take the last laugh anyway. Not even growling in reaction to her large clump of candy floss being grasped, Mina was forcibly pulled to her two feet. Body and spirit apparently broken even if her face couldn't be seen.

Forced in between Jeanne's thighs, they were expected to flip about like acrobats for this grand finale. Mina's arms flailing aimlessly only to stop mid-motion. All of a sudden-

"Sorry everyone! Now to give the punchline!" Not even letting others complete a sentence, both appendages shot out for Jeanne's thighs, hooking around them like hung candy canes. A stern reminder who was the lightweight as Mina stuck her feet to the floor like honey, so she wouldn't be flipped over otherwise. With a grunt and heave, the pinkette guided this journey, pulling the restless maiden off the mat so she would be dangling behind the now straight Mina, facing her back.

Swaying around a bit like she just went on the roundabout, the eccentric fighter tried recollecting her bearings and drop to a kneeling position, driving Jeanne's head into the mat for a belly to back piledriver. If successfully landing her comeback move, Mina would lay on the other woman's shoulders with both legs still hooked for a rana pin.

[Monsy]

Suspension.
Legs wound against her opponent's head, arms surrounding their waist, the leap in motion. But nothing. Instead, she dangled, the Restless Maiden's strength proved mortal beyond all non-supernatural means. And thus, her body loomed upside down, legs arrested by her opponent. Her heart started to race as options closed, applying one last jerk that amounted to little more than rubbish.

Alas, Mina set the scene, the crowd edging towards their seats. Then, the fall. Jeanne's vision went from lopsided into pure darkness. Her hips bounced, arms crumbled to either side, palms upon so her fingers graced the warm mats. It sounded so painless and peaceful, where the Maiden merely crumpled, allowing her legs to be entrapped by their hands and their bandaged chest seated upon as the count began.

"ONE."

Jeanne's body hardly twitched.

"TWO!"

Beneath the bandages, Jeanne growled. Her fists ironed into cudgels, and her legs did minute kicks, mostly with her shins and ankles. They writhed, vying for freedom. Albeit, the effort was by far too weak and too late.

"THREE!"

The bell sang, ending the bout right then and there. With the competition eclipsing, Jeanne allowed herself to relax, the presence of Liona fading into darkness as her head split and swirled. She wanted to rest. And so, her hands unfurled once more, and the growls reduced to sighs. The kicks? All but silent, merely waiting for the release to recollect and await the scolding Liona shall bring for this failure.

[SwordSavior1]

A supernatural aura might have extended toward Mina due to the insane tolerance to pain she developed, as if becoming part of the living dead. Having laughed off enough injury figuratively, this dancing skeleton decided to reverse the state of being and force Jeanne to dangle upside. Said jerking did delay the pinkette's advance but not enough escape the darkness.

She dropped Jeanne headfirst into unconsciousness, mentally apologising just as the pinfall was sealed in. Mina herself decided to rest peacefully as the pinfall sounded because on the off chance this gambit failed, she would at least have bought more time to keep the ride going.

At first Mina kept her cool, believing that she might have exorcized her opponent a bit too hard. An audible growl caused the middleweight's blood to freeze into icicles. She doubled down her weight in a bid to counter the beast's roar until the bell proved to be her final savior.

DING DING DING

"Ugh finally..." Letting Jeanne's legs drop flat and roll off her body. Receiving assistance from the official to stand up, Mina had her arm raised for all to witness, the crowd chanting the lucky survivor's name repeatedly after witnessing an exciting clash of characters. An attempt at smiling once more only resulted in her mouth being shaped like an S. She of course had to pay her respects to the departed. "Thank ya for the awesome show....Liona that's it. Let's play again but with less owchies and more dress up!" Mina turned her head towards the fallen yet restless fighter appreciating their contest. She would have spent the next five minutes celebrating if her body didn't want to musical statues thanks to this workout. Instead the winner resorted to simplicity. "For honour!" Yelling proudly as she limped towards the edge and carefully slipped out the ring. Her head held up high after earning another consecutive. singles victory.

Winner: Mina Piper by pinfall