Powerhouse Battle: Magna Bjorg vs. E'isa

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Magna reeled back and cried out in pain from E’isa’s chop.
Fuck, she grimaced to herself.
Chop battles always led to her chest turning beet red and this time was no exception. Already, the mark left by E’isa’s hand was showing. But Magna was not one to back down from a challenge. She reared her right arm back and sent a stinging knife-edged chop to E’isa’s lovely chest.

[XXVV]

E'isa following the chop would look at Magna's reaction and grin. Seeing her reeling and crying out in pain. Feeling she'd given her something to think about, maybe E'isa made her reconsider. Yet her feeling would be wrong. Magna's smooth skin would begin to show the effects of their back and forth. Her chest was now red from the chop E'isa had given her. Still down to continue as she'd pull the right arm back and make contact with a stringer of a knife-edged chop on the chest of E'isa.

"Ssss.. ugh..."

Sent reeling herself as E'isa would take a step back, her chest also showing the effects of their duel. Red would start to show as she would still elect to go again. Moving her right hand back across her neck, going past her back before stepping forward, she planted her foot before whipping her arm back onto Magna's chest once more. Meeting her chest with a back-handed chop, confident her chops were superior. Fans voicing their opinions as "OHHHH!" would echo back and forth after each hard-hitting instance of offense from either side.

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The crowd’s cried of excitement drowned out the cries from the competitors, but the pain was evident on their faces. Magna and E’isa chopped away at each other’s chests, which grew red from the repeated blows. Magna was more of a submission wrestler, so this was new territory for her. While Magna could hit hard, E’isa had superior technique and knew how to cup her hand exactly right. Magna’s recovery between blows grew shorter and she was slowly driven back. One final big chop from E’isa and Magna broke. The Swede clutched her chest and cried out loudly in pain. She then propped herself up against the middle of the ropes, vulnerable to the next attack.

[XXVV]

The fans were not disappointed in the early stages of this match. Some back and forth, including a test of resistance and technique, blow for blow strong style. Each chop, cry, and the redness growing on each competitor's chest showcasing their pain tolerance. Though Magna, who was more tailored to submission offense, would find this unfamiliar territory. Her strikes landed hard, but E'isa quite familiar with giving and taking these blows. Ready to keep dishing it out, her last chop really leaving a mark as Magna would break. Clutching her chest and crying out loudly, falling back to prop herself against the middle ropes. E'isa feeling her chest as it throbbed before following Magna with a few words.

"You hit like an Ox linda... but that pain threshold… we got to work on that.."

Grinning following what looked to be the end of their strong-style clash. Though to her it might not truly be over, wanting to really clear any confusion on who had won this duel. Stepping to the outer ring apron, pulling Magna under the tope rope. Taking advantage of her still reeling trying to get back on the right foot. Pulling her arms under the top rope, exposing her bright red chest to the front row. Letting them get a premium view of Magna post duel and what challenging the Latina meant. Grabbing her cheeks and positioning her head up before pulling her hand back getting some momentum, coming down hard with another hard slap to the chest of Magna. Her way of claiming a win in their duel, smiling and raising her fist to the crowd who would cheer, loving the action so far in this match.

Spoiler

[ScylliasExoter]

There was to be no reprieve for Magna. E’isa wasted no time grabbing her on the ropes. She then shoved Magna through the ropes and pulled her back through so she was tangled, exposing her red chest. Magna knew what was coming but was helpless to stop it. E’isa raised and brought her hand down on Magna’s chest with a full overhand slap!
”Ooooow!!” cried Magna. She slumped against the rope. Seeing as E’isa had her locked down in a bad environment, Magna did the only thing she could do. She pushed herself forward and attempted to slip through the ropes to the floor outside the ring.

[XXVV]

The audience would gasp hearing the overhand slap land. Magna cried out as she slumped against the rope. Caught in a bad situation with E'isa hovering nearby she'd elect to do the only thing she felt could get her some breathing room. Magna would push herself forward and slip out the ropes onto the outer ring floor. E'isa looking on wondering why Magna was trying to get away.

"Hey, where you going beautiful.. we were just starting to have fun.."

Dropping from the ring apron to the outside, looking on at Magna trying to stabilize. E'isa would reach down to grab her by the hair and kneel down wanting to be face to face with Bjorg to keep talking trash after what she felt was a dominant showing in their back and forth.

"Do you want to go again.. I'll let you hit me twice before I get a turn this time.."

E'isa laughed as she looked Magna in the eyes, confident in herself, maybe too confident so early on.