First meeting: Allison Ford vs Christina Perez

[Weonna]

The wind was driven out of Christina’s lungs as Allison’s knees slammed down into her stomach with pinpoint accuracy.

"GUHHH!"

Her body jolted violently, her breath escaping in a sharp gasp as her abs compressed under the sudden weight. The Filipina’s arms instinctively wrapped around her midsection, her legs twitching slightly from the shock of the impact.

Allison rolled off smoothly, standing upright as Christina lay beneath her, writhing slightly, her chest rising and falling rapidly. The Filipina’s face contorted in pain, her toned belly now visibly heaving as she tried to suck in air, each breath feeling like a struggle after the brutal knee drop.

But Allison wasn’t finished.

With a confident smirk, the raven-haired woman reached down, yanking Christina up by the arm and hair. The Filipina groaned, her body still weak from the prior move, and offered little resistance as she was pulled to her feet, still clutching her aching midsection.

With a powerful grunt, Allison kicked back, hoisting Christina slightly off the mat before driving her face-first into the canvas with a vicious DDT!

"WHAM!"

Christina definitely fee the effects of the brutal DDT!

Her face bounced off the mat*with a sickening thud, sending sharp waves of pain crashing through her skull and down her spine. A groan escaped her lips as she slowly rolled to her side, clutching her head with one hand while the other instinctively moved to her still-aching stomach.

"Ghhhnn... Damn it..."

Christina hissed under her breath, her eyes squeezing shut as she fought to gather herself. Her temples throbbed, and a dull ringing echoed in her ears from the impact. Her body felt sluggish, heavy—like she was sinking into the mat.