Better Devils: Bengal vs Sierra Velvera

[reini]

Sierra saw Bengal charging at her, full speed, her frustration boiling over. Good! The cheeky girl took off her fittingly red coloured cropped jacket, and whipped it in the air, screaming

"¡Toro, toro! Oleee~!" she called out, twirling on her heel like a play-pretend matador. At the very last second, just before Bengal could crash into her, Sierra sidestepped, her body whipping out of harm’s way.

"Yahoo!!!" She swung her jacket over Bengal’s face, momentarily blinding the charging "Kitten", the audience cheering and pumping their fist in excitement. With her vision blocked, Bengal’s feet fumbled awkwardly as she stumbled forward, unable to stop her own momentum.

Sierra giggled, and with one swift, playful motion, she stuck out her foot and tripped Bengal mid-charge!

"¡Olé! La Diablesa siempre gana~!" she sang out teasingly, winking at the crowd before playfully flicking her jacket over her shoulder.

The crowd was vivating, seeing the smaller underdog wrestler winning over her bigger, meaner enemy

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Sierra dodged out of the way nimbly, avoiding Bengal's advance. Before the Tiger could turn her head to follow her opponent's movement, something thick and red flew in front of her, blocking out her field of view. She stumbled for a moment, before tripping clumsily over something in her path. She tripped me, Bengal realized, as she was already starting to fall - but by then, it was far too late. That tricky little-

Her thoughts were cut off as she fell onto the middle rope, racking her chest and throat. Bengal gasped for breath as she braced against the rope with her hands, just in time to avoid falling out of the ring entirely. Her face was flushing, more from embarrassment than sheer exertion. Sierra's relentless offense was starting to wear her down, certainly - but what Bengal really hated was the way La Diablesa had turned her into a spectacle. No wonder the crowd was getting so excited.

Speaking of the crowd, Sierra seemed to be more interested in them than she was in fighting Bengal. She didn't even bother to turn around to look at her opponent as she danced and winked at the stands, jauntily tossing around her jacket like a superhero's cape. Bengal rose to her feet as quietly as she could, hoping that Sierra hadn't realized she'd recovered from her fall. Then she hopped onto the middle rope, using it as a springboard to launch a jumping knee strike at the back of La Diablesa's head! Many wrestlers would balk at the idea of attacking an opponent from behind, but the Tiger had no such scruples. If she doesn't want to get hit, she shouldn't turn her back on me, she thought, as she pounced forward, closing in on her prey. A few members of the audience shouted out, trying to warn Sierra about Bengal's surprise attack - but would she notice in time?