Endless Blaze: E'isa VS. Bengal

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

E'isa bridged for the pin, arching her back and bracing on her legs. Bengal wriggled in her grasp, desperately trying to pry her shoulders off the canvas. Her head was spinning, and it was difficult to concentrate on her movements. She couldn't see her opponent's intimidating smile, but she could sense the sheer power emanating from her. It was clear that the German suplex hadn't worn E'isa out at all; she had plenty left in the tank. Could Bengal say the same? The referee dropped down and began to count: "One! Two-"

Bengal managed to get her arms underneath her and push herself into a backward somersault, breaking the pin just as the official's palm slapped down a second time. Still, the early two-count had left her rattled, and her heart was pounding in her chest. To make matters worse, she didn't even get a chance to retaliate. Instead, she was immediately seized by E'isa and lifted into an inverted exploder suplex! Bengal cursed herself for her own carelessness, allowing herself to get caught the same way once again. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice-

She didn't have time to finish her thought. E'isa's suplex flipped her in midair like a coin, turning her head over heels before she crashed down into the center of the ring, landing on her face and chest. Bengal exhaled sharply as the impact knocked the air out of her lungs. Her forehead bounced off the canvas, sending another wave of dizziness flooding through her. She rocked up onto her knees, moaning softly, as her arms hung limply at her sides. Then she collapsed again, lying face-down on top of the branded L.A.W. logo. Dazed and helpless, Bengal was vulnerable to being rolled over for another pin attempt, or whatever other offense the Endless X had in mind.

[XXVV]

The bridge was a thing of beauty, as E'isa seemed to have Bengal right where she wanted her. Going for a pin and at such a clean angle, a bridge that even the builders of the "Golden Gate" would look twice at, and question how someone could maintain such form. A transition following the German, that left fans wondering what else E'isa had in her bag that she just wasn't showing or hadn't had the opportunity to. Official coming down as the count would fall.

ONE! TWO!!

Bengal managing to get a break pushing herself with a backward somersault, stopping the official at two. E'isa stuck to her plan as when she got clear confirmation of a break, she would grip Bengal again. Making sure the Tiger didn't get her chance to slip away and gain that much-desired distance. Lifting her and getting her hands in prime position for the Inverted Exploder Suplex, doubling down on the offense, giving Bengal no room to breathe. Flipped again with ease as Bengal flew into the air like she weighed nothing, a testament to the strength of E'isa. Confident in her form the Latina after releasing Blaze would not even look back at first. Waiting to hear the loud THUD as the woman would meet with gravity after hanging in the air, meeting the canvas. The THUD would come along with a loud exhale and what felt like the face and body of Bengal coming down. All music to her ears as she'd relish each sound. An artist in her own right when it came to making sounds with her offense connecting and slamming opponents down hard.

E'isa would then look over and see Bengal struggling to get up, as she'd slowly make her way over. Bengal was the Tiger, but E'isa was the one in pursuit currently, slowly circling the weakened feline, looking far from finished with her. Seeing Bengal try to get up and collapse as she'd grin wanting to inflict more pain. Stepping up to her as she'd elected to grab her once more but this time from the front. Wrapping her strong arms around the back and squeezing her almost like she was about to lift her into a bear hug. She'd then get her posture right and lift Bengal once more tossing her again, as she'd go for a belly-to-belly suplex sending the Tiger flying yet again. E'isa going for a trifecta, three suplexes in a row, her way of putting on a display for all to witness. E'isa waiting for the drop and reaction from Bengal before turning to go for another pin.

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal was tossed onto her back like a rag doll as E'isa hit her with a third type of suplex. As a striker, the Tiger was unfamiliar with her opponent's arsenal of powerhouse slams, and she was clearly getting overwhelmed. The overhead lights seemed to blur together as she writhed her legs, twitching and panting like a fever patient suffering from delirium. She was trying to stand, but the way her head was spinning made it impossible.

E'isa loomed above her, blocking out the lights with her wild mane of hair. Bengal could only watch as the shadow swooped down toward her like a bird of prey, as the Latina dropped across her body for the pin. The referee kneeled next to her, beginning another count. "One! Two-" The crowd was roaring with excitement, no doubt anticipating an early fall and a squash defeat for Bengal - at least, that was the way it sounded to the Tiger.

The thought of people celebrating her defeat made Bengal incensed. "Not gonna give you..." she murmured, her words somewhat slurred. The repeated drops onto her head were starting to take their toll. "...WHAT YOU WANT!" Her voice grew stronger as she kicked her leg free and twisted her shoulder up from the floor, the instant before the referee could count to three. The official jumped to her feet like she'd been electrified, holding up two fingers. "No Fall! Two count!"

Bengal had escaped from the pin, but she knew she wasn't out of the woods yet. Still lying on her back, she drew her arms around her head and tucked her legs together, trying to defend herself from whatever her opponent was planning next.