Stretching the Cobra: Ciara Ward vs Tara Jaeger

[Sigma Morgan]

If this were an MMA bout, a determined and disciplined fighter could have ended the match here and now no matter how much Ciara struggled, though thankfully for Ciara, her struggle struck a nerve with her opponent who released one of her arms and went to elbow Ciara with her free elbow causing Ciara to shudder and squirm in pain, though thankfully her opponent just made escaping easier. Grabbing her opponent's wrist on the arm still wrapped around her throat Ciara rolled while moving her leg upwards, getting her boot on the side of the woman's calf before pulling on the arm and slipping her neck and body free. If this bitch wanted to go toe to toe in MMA she was going to show Tara exactly what the Chicago Cobra was capable of. Only getting on deep breath in Ciara wasted no time turning and lunging for Tara aiming to swing her fist right for the woman's jaw before mounting her. Ciara quickly began to rain punches down towards her opponent's face!

[Bare]

Tara was determined to try and end this here and now by making Ciara submit to her. No way would she accept anything less from the blonde woman. Beginning to rain down elbow strikes onto the woman's chest she hadn't anticipated how problematic this would be for herself and soon found herself with the blonde in her grasp wiggling her way free! 'Shit!' Tara thought to herself as Ciara got loose before promptly turning back towards her and diving down, raining punch after punch after punch down on Tara! Immediately she would try and raise her arms up to form a meager defense, trying to withstand the blows until she could find some form of opening to retaliate against the woman!

[Sigma Morgan]

It was the second choke attempt that Ciara had escaped, and this time she seemed more pissed than before as she immediately went back in for a ground and pound. Ciara gritted her teeth as Tara raised her arms trying to protect herself. Grabbing the woman's left wrist, Ciara attempted to punch around the woman's guard with right wanting her distracted too busy trying to defend herself from punches. Ciara would quickly mover her legs and position her body to Tara's left as her right hand joined her left in grabbing the belly stretchers arm before falling back, extending her right leg over the belly stretchers chest while her left leg stayed pressed against the woman's side to keep the hold even more secure as she locked in an agonizing arm bar submission! This move was a staple of both wrestling an MMA, and Ciara was putting it to good use causing Tara's arm unimaginable pain.

[Bare]

Ciara was back on the attack after escaping Tara's hold and there wasn't much if anything that the belly stretcher could do in response as she tried to withstand the punches raining down on her, especially as her wrist was grabbed and the blonde punched around her arms, nailing her clean on the jaw, stunning her! Not done here though Tara soon felt her arm pulled down while Ciara changed positions, locking in a tight arm bar! "NGH!" Tara yelled out in pain before clenching her teeth together, struggling and writhing on the mat, using her legs to try and pull herself towards the ropes, trying to gain as much traction as possible before extending her leg out to try and get her foot on the bottom rope for a rope break!

[Sigma Morgan]

Tara had well and truly gotten on Ciara's nerves this match but the Chicago Cobra was sure to make her pay for every single word she had said to her. Getting her arm bar locked in tight Ciara remained silent, the pain of her hold telling Tara just how much the blonde disliked her. Ciara wanted to put Tara down her and down, threatening to dislocate her arm if she didn't but the belly stretcher was quick to act, managing to use her legs to drag them closer to the ropes before getting a leg on the bottom. Ciara look up at the leg and glared, clearly annoyed. With a sigh Ciara gave Tara's arm one last painful twist before letting her arm go and sliding away before getting back to her feet. "She'll tap. One way or another" the blonde thought to herself as she paced back and fourth waiting for Tara to get back up.

[Bare]

Groaning softly in pain from the arm bar hold that Ciara held on her Tara would manage to hold out enough to at least get to the ropes, resting her foot on them to force a break of the hold. Panting softly and turning to watch Ciara as she got up Tara would curse, knowing the woman would be on her the moment she got up... So Tara wouldn't give her that chance as she turned and rolled outside the ring to the floor outside, rubbing her arm and taking a few spaces away from the ring, keeping her eyes trained on Ciara the whole time just in case she tried anything.

[Sigma Morgan]

Ciara barred her teeth, seeing Tara roll out of the ring onto the floor outside. Ciara wasted no time moving towards the ropes. The blonde wanted to make sure her opponent didn't feel safe anywhere as long as this match was going on. Getting close to the ropes, Ciara dropped did and slid under them to the outside of the ring. Ciara quickly got her feet on the floor knowing Tara wasn't going to wait to get hit. Getting outside the ring Ciara would waste no time rushing towards Tara trying to grab her and begin hitting her with as many forearm strikes as possible!

[Bare]

Tara was breathing heavily, trying to recover a bit after the offense she had taken from Ciara. Naturally however the woman wasn't looking to let Tara off so easily as she came out to attack her once more! "Ugh! Ngh! Agh!" Tara grunted as she took a couple of forearm strikes from the blonde, but as another blow came in she would turn, trying to both avoid the blow as well as grab Ciara's arm and push her forward, trying to send the Cobra into the steel steps!

[Sigma Morgan]

Ciara was once unrelenting in the octagon during her MMA career, why should the squared circle, or in this case the outside of it be any different?! Immediately pursuing her opponent Ciara landed three elbow strikes, planning to soften her opponent up for some real strikes after a few more from her forearms but before she could Tara turned and dodged her fourth strike before grabbing her arm. Ciara was then sent into the steel steps side first, causing her to hiss in pain. "Bitch" Ciara growled as she put her hands of the steel steps and attempted to push herself back up to her feet.

[Bare]

Despite having to take some shots to do so Tara had managed to take Ciara and swing the woman into the steel steps. Huffing slightly as she pulled herself back up Tara would glare down at her opponent who was already starting to stand up. Not wasting any time however Tara would suck a breath in before rushing forward, leaping up as she neared and pulling her legs in to drive her feet into her opponent and force her against the steel steps with a drop kick!