Poison vs. Amalia Caenis

[Lunaspark]

Poison was shoved backwards, and just as Amalia wanted, the woman ended up flat on her back, looking up at her smug opponent with half-closed eyes. She blinked a few times, trying to shake off her daze, and it didn't take long for her to realize where she was and the situation she was in.

And of course, once she realized what had happened, she was not happy about it.

Gritting her teeth, Poison suddenly lifted her legs, growling up at Amalia. With a quick shout, she thrust her boots towards her opponent, trying to drive both of them into Amalia's stomach as she stood there gloating.

[Void-Effect]

As she push Poison backward, she would smirk as Amalia push her back which cause her to fall flat on her back as she look down her with a smug smirk, she would saw her try to shake off her daze before she stand try to give her a few kicks, but before she know what happen, With a grunt, she would try to catch the kick with her hand while the kick impact her stomach as she grit her teeth in anger

[Lunaspark]

Poison's boot smashed into Amalia's stomach, and the pinkette smiled in satisfaction as she watched Amalia gritting her teeth, grunting as the blow landed. With the woman momentarily distracted by the kick, Poison would suddenly twist away from her, scrambling to get back to her feet.

Once she was standing, she would then immediately swing her leg in an arc towards Amalia, trying to nail her again with a standing second kick this time.

[Void-Effect]

She would had a shock expression as she felt the boots impact her body which cause her to try to catch the kick, but missed as she stumble back few steps, before she could do anything she would felt a second kick meet her body which cause her to grunt as she fall to her knees in pain while panting before look at her in anger

[Lunaspark]

After her leg connected and Amalia dropped to her knees, Poison stopped for a moment, hesitating on her next move. Her head was still hurting like hell from Amalia's elbows, and she still hadn't fully shaken the blows off yet. She reached up, holding the back of her head for just a couple seconds, then turned her attention back to Amalia, gritting her teeth. Pain or no pain, she had to continue her attack.

With Amalia on her knees, she was in the perfect position for Poison. The pinkette rushed towards her and lifted a leg, trying to smash her knee into the bunny's head as she approached her, a determined (if still pained) look on her face as she did so.

[Void-Effect]

She would pants as she was forced to her knees before she try to stand up again, she saw Poison holding her head as she was stuned, she would try to stand up again but only to be meet with a knee to the face as she groan in pain, holding her face in pain as she lay there panting before she try to pull herself up as she growl in anger while panting in pain

[Lunaspark]

Amalia was down, and Poison was still up, and she was ready to really bring the hurt to this bunny-eared bitch!

As Amalia lied there, panting and growling, Poison headed to the ropes of the ring. Dropping down, she slid outside of the ring, right near the announcer's table, where she would grab a steel folding chair. Flashing a quick wink at the commentators for the match, she folded the chair up and turned back to the ring, quickly moving to slide back inside, her new weapon in hand.

Once she was back in the ring, she hurried back to her feet, grinning at Amalia as she struggled to get up. "Come on, bitch," she muttered, waiting for Amalia to get back to her feet, so that she could swing the chair straight towards her. "Get the hell back up!"

[Void-Effect]

Amalia would pants as she pull herself back up, seeing her with a chair, she kneel there and move her right arm to the side to grab her baseball bat as she try to use it to swing at Poison, hoping she is quick enough to stun her or at lease force poison to drop the chair as she use her baseball bat to hit her at the side of the knee

[Lunaspark]

Before Poison even had time to swing, Amalia had grabbed her bat, and the pinkette didn't have a chance to switch up her assault before it was too late. The bat swung in, and struck at the side of Poison's knee, eliciting a shout from the street chick as she dropped the chair and fell to the mat.

She hit the canvas and curled up, grabbing at her knee in pain. Her attack had been ruined, and for the moment, the advantage was back in Amalia's hands.

[Void-Effect]

She would smirk as she pull herself up, she would taunt as her as she raise her bat again "Come on Bitch, get the fuck up" She smirk as she repeat exactly what poison said back to her as she raise the bat, without any mercy, she would swing it down, of course, she would let her guard down as she raise and swing the bat down, leave her mid section open