Thrashing the Princess - Princess Elizabeth Ganevil Grunmada vs Erin “Sable” Monroe

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Princess Elizabeth yelped as Sable grabbed her hair to pull her up. The referee would warn Sable to watch the hair but that fell on deaf ears. She was then dragged to the middle of the ring as Elizabeth was set up for more attacks by Sable.

Sable then gave Princess Elizabeth the vintage Orton stomps to each of her body parts. She felt every single stomp on her limbs as she held all of them in pain. Eventually, Elizabeth cowered in pain as she put her hands up. But that only worsened the punishment Princess Elizabeth was going to get.

“Stop! Stop! I surrender! Stop stomping on your princess!”

[Arby]

"Surrender? Oh, we’re just getting started, babe~" Sable teased with a smirk, her voice dripping with mockery. A low, cruel laugh bubbled up from her chest as she leaned closer to her opponent. "And from what I’ve heard, that’s not exactly how you ‘tap out,’ princess."

Her piercing gaze flicked briefly to the ropes, and an idea sparked in her mind. Sable’s lips curled into a wicked grin as she straightened up. Without wasting a moment, she turned and sprinted toward the ropes, her boots pounding against the mat.

Reaching the ropes, Sable grabbed onto them to propel herself forward, using the momentum to launch into a full-speed charge back toward Elizabeth. With both precision and power, she leaped into the air, aiming to bring her full weight crashing down in a devastating elbow drop. The sharp point of her elbow was poised to drive into Elizabeth’s body, provided the princess didn’t manage to escape at the last possible second.

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Elizabeth would be cowering in fear as to what she was wondering what was going on in Sable’s head. She was paralyzed and couldn’t be able to move. However, that was when Sable went sprinting towards the ropes, giving Elizabeth maybe a few seconds on trying to escape.

But Elizabeth was too slow to even flip onto her stomach. As she was about to get on her hands and knees. Sable delivered a devastating elbow drop onto the back of Elizabeth. The Princess screamed out in pain as she pathetically tried to hold and massage her back in pain.

[Arby]

"Broken already? Tsk. How disappointing. You're no fun to play with," Sable taunted, her voice dripping with disdain as she tilted her head and regarded her opponent with a smug smirk. Then, as if reconsidering, her eyes gleamed with wicked amusement. "Oh, well... I suppose we can still savor our little moment together~"

Her tone oozed malice as she stepped closer, her movement being deliberate and predatory. Without wasting another moment, Sable dropped to the mat and began to set up for her signature finishing move -- Sable’s Snare. Locking onto her opponent’s leg, she wrenched it into a brutal knee-bar, her technique is flawless as she applied immense pressure to the joint.

The pain was immediate and excruciating, designed not only to force an inevitable tap-out but to leave a lasting impression -- both physically and mentally. With a sadistic grin, Sable tightened the hold. The crowd roared, caught in a mix of awe and unease at the sheer dominance Sable exuded.

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Elizabeth was still reeling in pain as she just managed to start massaging her bruised back. This was turning into a squash match for the Princess, to which she brought onto herself; though she would never admit any fault for her actions because “she’s a fucking princess”. But that was when her opponent got a sinister idea for the princess.

Elizabeth would have her leg grabbed by Sable, looking up at her and pleading for mercy. However, Elizabeth would get her mercy the painful way as she was placed in Sable’s signature finishing move, “Sable’s Snare”. Elizabeth howled as her knee was locked up and wanting the pain to end. Not only a few seconds later, Elizabeth tapped out and screaming for Sable to let go. The bell would ring as Sable’s debut started and ended with a statement for anyone that dares try to go toe to toe with Sable.

[Arby]

The moment Elizabeth let out a howl of pain and frantically tapped the mat, the referee immediately signaled the end of the match, calling for Sable to release the hold. With a smug grin of satisfaction, Sable held on for just a fraction of a second longer -- enough to let the crowd see her dominance -- before finally letting go.

She rose to her feet slowly, almost ceremoniously, wiping an invisible speck of dust off her shoulder as if the victory had been effortless. The arena exploded with thunderous applause and cheers as her theme blares through the speakers. Fans chanted her name, their energy filling every corner of the venue.

Sable surveyed the crowd with a confident smirk, raising her arms in victory as flashes from cameras lit up the arena. Now that she won, she intends to keep up with her display of dominance.

"Thanks for the debut~ You were just what I needed," Sable purred, her voice laced with playful malice. A low, self-assured laugh escaped her lips as she stood tall, the smirk on her face growing wider. "It’s only a matter of time before I’m playing with the big dogs."

Her eyes glinted with ambition as she let the thought simmer -- facing off against the best that the L.A.W. universe had to offer. The crowd’s cheers echoed around her, fueling her confidence. A sly grin spread across her face at the tantalizing prospect of standing toe-to-toe with the league’s elite. Along the way, she might even find herself facing off against her sister in the ring. The idea sent a thrill down her spine, and Sable’s smirk turned into a devilish grin as she relished the promise of what was to come.

Winner: Erin "Sable" Monroe via Submission