Until one is out cold: Mary Clairson vs Aslaug Gunn

[Wagy]

More grunts and moans of pain escaped the norwegian's mouth as Mary semmed determined to break her down further.

"Gaah..." Sweat dropped from Aslaug's forehead as she semmed to be only going fruitlessly into the hold. The crowd cheering on the bluenette fiercely right now! However...
The sight of sweat made the whitehead give a deep and frustrated sigh.

"Alright Mary, I understand that you're riding your second wind and all but you're starting to be annoying with this!" And with that Aslaug struggled even more with her legs to try and make Mary lose her grip on her.

[Epicsnivy]

Mary kept the Boston Crab on tight, but she could feel Aslaug’s legs loosen from her grip, and knew she needed all the time to adjust.

Mary would then drop Aslaug’s legs, before attempting to fall right on the back of Aslaug, and quickly wrap her arms around Aslaug’s neck, attempting to quickly lock in a choke and hopefully knock out Aslaug.

[Wagy]

"Nnghh.!" The hold was tight but Aslaug continued to fight it off so much so that eventually Mary had decided to let her legs go. A shiver of cold ran through her back and she understood instinctively what the bluenette wanted to do.
She turned on the spot to lay on her back in order to intercept the falling Mary and locking her in a grapple there on the ground. Her legs snaked around Mary's waist in a scissorhold to squeeze it tight and get some leverage in the grapple.

"Going somewhere beautiful? You wanted to knock me out there..." She said, as their face were close now.

''Want me to show you a fun way to knock someone out?"

[Epicsnivy]

Mary tried to fall on top of Aslaug, wanting to lock in that rear naked choke and try to finish Aslaug off, though it seemed as though Aslaug herself had saw it coming.

“AAAH!” May yelped as her midsection was being crushed by Aslaug’s legs, as her arms flailed about in pain and her breathing got restricted.

She needed to free herself and fast.

[Wagy]

"Now, you're a choke specialist ain't ya? This move should be very familiar to you~" The whitehead smirked seeing Mary struggling to escape her scissorhold, and as she promised she would show her way of knocking someone out.

Swiftly, she intercepted the back of her opponent's head, cupping it with one hand. Then she would place an arm underneath the bluenette's neck, exercitating pressure to reduce her air flow. She then plancend the hand of her choking arm on her other bicep, then reached with her non-choking arm toward the opposite shoulder. Locking in a painful guillotine choke, as she pulled back.
Mary was now locked in a dredful combo, an inverse of her own finisher in a sense, between a guillotine choke and scissorhold combo.

[Epicsnivy]

Mary was in deep, deep trouble as she was in a very bad spot, being locked in a scissor hold. She attempted to struggle and struggle, but that eventually led to things getting worse for her.

Mary was then caught by Aslaug’s arm, her head trapped in her grasp, and with her legs trapped even more, she was stuck.

“AAAAH!” Mary screamed as she struggled in the hold, her body slowly losing energy.

She was slowly losing hope.

[Wagy]

"Come one Mary!" Said Aslaug with a smug grin as she tightened the hold. Exercitating exruciating pressure on the poor bluenette midsection and throath.

"You're going to sleep if you don't escape." She spoke seriously. The wyvern seemed to almost not want the match to end.

[Epicsnivy]

Mary struggled and struggled as she was all wrapped up in Aslaug’s grasp. There was nothing she could go; she was completely locked up by Aslaug with nowhere to go.

And then her libs went limp, as they flopped to the canvas, and then Mary went out.

She was knocked out.

[Wagy]

"C'mon, free yourself! Show me that it isn't over!" Aslaug shouted while keeping the hold steady despite Mary's struggles. Which, without the wyvern noticing, had begun to be noticibly weaker and weaker. Until the only thing making the poor bluenette move was Aslaug herself, which nudged her while still in the hold.

"C'mon Mary you can---oh..."

Eventually the whitehead noticed the Mary was utterly unresposive, with the ref profusely asking for her to let the submission specialist go. Somenthing that she complied, she even laid out Mary herself on the mat staring with a mixture of regret and dissappointment(towards herself that is) for how she wasn't able to enjoy the fight as she would have liked...
She looked at Mary's face while the ref started to lift her arm to control if she was fully out.

[Epicsnivy]

Mary was basically outcold after being locked up in Aslaug’s complicated submission maneuver, and the referee was basically wondering if they should call the match. It felt like Mary was not moving at all, her body was lying still.

The referee then checked Mary’s arms, picking them up and letting them flop to the mat. They did this once, and then again, a third would lead to the match being called off.

“NO!” Mary yelled, as her arm managed to stop itself from hitting the mat, making sure the match could continue. Mary then looked at Aslaug with a determined look at her face.