Horn Wars! (Amano vs. Gil)

[Arista]

Gil made a few mistakes in this bout, but a few was more than plenty for Amano to jump on and capitalize...! Gil's armadillo-style defense wouldn't hold up from a precise bomb right to her mid-section, busting her wide-open and giving Amano that shot she needed...!

Once the little demon had mounted her, she feared for what came next, wheezing out some air and wincing her face, both from the impact of Amano slamming into her, and preparing for what might come next...! Amano raised her hands, ready to strike, but not at Gil's face, no, she went for something much more sensitive, her horns...!

Amano chopped her right in the hard, nail-like substance, clearly with great force, as it was enough to chip end off one of the hons, a small tip of it went flying down to the canvas, the other held strong, but Amano just found her path to victory...! "...H-hey...!" Gil's eyes shot over to the small piece of her horn, now lying on the mat! "...Timeout, no chopping the horns...!" Gil tried to throw her hands up in an X, but she was firmly mounted, instead, she bucked wildly up-and-down, she couldn't have things end this way...!

[dlamp]

"... ... ..."

Silence.

For a split-second before her arms swung down there was silence. From the crowd, from Amano, and even from Gil herself as the realization donned on her to Amano's plan. Then, the Demon's arms came down like a blades, feeling a sharp resistance for a short moment before the release of all the tension being built in Gil's horns and something breaking. A piece of her horn flew right off Gil's head, out onto the canvas even and left a small, chipped edge of its remains. The crowd gasped, and Amano exhaled, resisting the urge to wince at her now-smarting hands.

Then, both girl's eyes went wide as they stared at it and their expressions changed. Gil's with fear, and Amano's with excitement.

But Gil wasn't keen on giving up, and she immediately went from a goat to bull, bucking and flailing about as she tried to shake Amano off. The Demon reacted fast, centering herself along Gil's stomach to keep balance and trying push an hand down on Gil's shoulder. "No way!" Amano shot back, raising her arm. "Chopping is fair game! Now hold still!" She got one to chip a bit, now it was time for the other one.

[Arista]

"...No it's not, you're lying...!" Gil whined and shook her head, sticking her tongue out, squabbling in a rather childish manner! The crowd nor the ref knew what to make of it, but the ref said play on, and so they did! Gil was getting desperate for some kind of answer here, but none were coming to her mind...! Come on, Gil, think... Think...!

Gil latched her hands onto Amano's own horns as she continued chopping away at Gil's, shards of her horns went flying and scattered against the canvas, skidding across it and some even flew out of the ring...!

At a certain point, Gil's horns had been reduced to nothing more than stubs on her head, they weren't really taken off of her, but they certainly weren't... There... "...Get your little butt off of me you..."

DING DING.

The bell rang, the match was over, even though the ref looked somewhat unsure, it was almost entirely reasonable to agree upon the face that Gil's horns were no longer...! "...N-no...! That's no fair...!" Gil pouted and kicked her legs, still trying to get the small but mighty Amano off of her...!

[dlamp]

The bell's toll was practically deafening, Amano so wrapped up in keeping her balance atop Gil she barely noticed it until the sound off from the audience woke the Demon out of her frenzied stupor.

Her eyes refocused on Gil, namely at the new stumps along her head she had made. She blinked at them, almost surprised that her plan actual worked. She then looked to her hand, seeing the reddening swells starting to form from the impact of her strikes, a reminder as to why she usually struck with her palm. It... worked. Granted, Amano had chopped harder things in her karate demonstrations and belt testings, but doing that while prepped and ready and doing it spontaneously was a completely different matter.

"...N-no...! That's no fair...!"

Gil's words snapped Amano back to earth, along with her kicking about. She looked at her arm, then at Gil's pouting face.

Then, she grinned, sticking her tongue out at her friend. "Nyeeeeh~!" It was a lot harder to stay atop Gil now that most of the tension left Amano's body with the end of the match, but she remained there for a few seconds longer before prying herself off the goat girl, partly due to her decent technique, partly because it was honestly hard to move herself with all of Gil's kicking about.

"Is there some rule against breaking them, Gil-chaaan~?" She teased, getting a hiss from the crowd as she shimmied herself off the girl. "Should of used steel horns instead of... of..." Actually, what were those things made of? Her swelling hand told her the material was hard enough to at least hurt someone without enough strength to break them in one go. And even then the recoil still stung a bit. "Well, too bad. It's broken either way~"

[Arista]

Despite Amano undoubtedly being the more skilled fighter and the stronger of the two, it was still considered by some that Gil had the advantage here, she was much larger than Amano, and could match her in speed, and in devilish techniques, but in the end none of that mattered, as Gil had been defeated, and pinned down by the little devil...!

"...Get your butt off of me...!" Gil kicked and whined, pouting and making a scene, but really, most of the crowd seemed to be rooting for her, as boos poured in on Amano, who mostly seemed unfazed by the like of support.

Gil hurried to her feet after Amano dismounted her. "...Th-there is! You shouldn't break them because it's mean...!" Gil stomped her foot. "...It's a secret! You wouldn't like it if I broke your fingers, would you?!" Gil crossed her arms, comparing her horns to something that is attached to Amano's actual body...!

[dlamp]

"Oh, it's mean?" Amano grinned wide, rising to her feet along with Gil as she placed a finger under her chin in a faux-innocent matter, as if it honestly contemplating her acts. "Weeeellllll..." She paced around Gil, examining her up and down, her eyes lingering on her now-broken horns, and the pieces that remained on the ground. The crowd hissing and jeering further as the insults rang out. "If that's true then tell the ref to DQ me~" She teased, a wicked grin on her face as she looked to ref in question who flinched at her black and yellow gaze. The crowd again hissed at that, a few chants for the ref to do just that and let their favorite goat girl take the moral victory. A thought she snickered at before turning back to Gil, taking a step toward her.

"If you think I'm scare of breaking a finger or two then you don't know me that well, Gil-chan~" She rose a hand in front of Gil's face, wiggling her fingers as if an invitation for her to do just that, evening going as far as to stand on her tiptoes to try meeting Gil's indignant gaze. "Well, you gave me a pretty decent fight, so I might let you get some free hits on me next time~" Her eyes lit up at that statement, grinning wide at the thought. "Actually..." She moved her hand away from Gil, stretch her arms out as if offering a hug.

"Go on. Hit me if you want. It felt pretty good riding a rowdy goat like that, even if I had to break you in a little, so I'll let you have something other than busted horns~"

[Arista]

The two pestered each other all match long, quips, embarrassing moves, all just to get under each others skin, but in the end Amano had the last laugh, and continued to get under Gil's skin even after the victory was hers...!

Everything Amano said, she said it with such a tone, it was all in good fun in the end, but why was it bothering Gil so bad? Her mocking, teasing, all of it made Gil's face turn pink! "...Y-you- That's not-" Gil stumbled over her words as Amano held her arms out, inviting Gil to do some damage of her own. But something told her that would just be even more embarrassing, to have her opponent let her do that to her?

Gil's lip stuck out in a pout, she stamped her feet forward, wrapping her arms around Amano, holding and locking her hands behind her, right on her lower-back, lifting the smaller woman up with ease. "...Y-you may have won this time...! But you still broke my horns, so you totally owe me...!" She readjusted, moving her hands down onto Amano's backside, not being shy at all about feeling around her ass...! "...S-so, next time we see each other, you better be ready...! Because I'll make sure you make up for this, so just- Just remember that next time I see you, y-your ass is mine...!" Gil squeezed Amano's ass before setting her down. As hard as she tried to be intimidating, it just seemed impossible, her body said one thing but a shake in her voice and the nervousness in her expressions said another!

After a terribly awkward interaction, Gil hurried out of the ring, too embarrassed but what had just happened, or trying to not let Amano reply, maybe having the last word was the only way she could make what she said seem real, but whatever it was, Gil was gone, and Amano was left

[dlamp]

Gil approached, and Amano's grin practically split her face open in excitement. She gave Gil just the right barbs to set her off, and the Demon was ready for anything. A slap, a headbutt, a punch, maybe even a bit of sexual teasing as payback for the stripping. Part of her was tempted to try and counter whatever Gil threw her way, just to rub in her victory a little. It was a tempting idea, buuut... Amano wanted to see. She wanted to see and experience what kind of violence the usually innocent and playful Gil would lay on her. To see what happened when the Goat was forced to bite back like an actual animal after being shoved, taunted, and riled up. No, Amano would at least take her first hit and see how it felt before lashing back. She owned her friend at least that much.

Gil drew closer, her arms wrapping around Amano as she stuttered out her (admitted cute) threat. The demon was still all the while, only raising a curious eye as she watched Gil move and speak. The Demon wasn't exactly a heavy gal to lift, and Gil's little threat got a snicker out of her if anything. "Oh, you want my ass, Gil-chan~" She teased, lightly squirming in Gil's grasp, a small moan as her friend's hands drew lower. "Maybe next match I'll go bottomless and let you feel me a little on my-" And then-

"EIIYIIIII~!"

Then, Amano's shrill squeak echoed throughout the ring, loud and high enough for the entire stadium of thousands to hear as she was set down.

It took a few seconds for Amano to collect ehrself, the crowd dead silent all the while, only a few muffled whispered heard. Amano looked at Gil, wide-eyed and red in face, with Gil's expression mirroring the Demon's. And just Amano was about to open her mouth, just as she was about to try saying... something to Gil, she scurried away like the prey animal she mimicked, leaving only a dumbfounded Demon and a silenced audience.

"..."

"..."

"..."

And that audience soon roared in laughter.

Amano's already red face practically glowed. She looked around at audience in with wide eyes, her face shifting between shock, surprise, anger, and just flat out annoyance. Scowling, snarling, pouting, and growling as the crowd's voices rang as loud as Amano's previous shriek. Clearly the amusement of seeing the Demon brought low for a short moment had them all in tears, several cheering and chanting Gil's name long after she left the ring.

"Krh-"

"Hrk... Grrrrrh..!!"

And Amano. Was. Fuming.

She practically twitched in place, snarling the moment she felt the referee's hand on her shoulder to try and announce her victory who jumped back in fer. She let out a loud savage snarl, her head snapping in the direction Gil ran and quickly followed after her, her mind only focused on one thing.

"YAGI-CHAAAAAAAANNNN!"

Amano wins via Stripping & Horn Removal