Poison vs. Amalia Caenis

[Lunaspark]

Poison's bat smashed right into Amalia's chest, forcing her backwards, and the pink-haired bitch just smiled. She raised the weapon again, stepping after Amalia with a dark fire burning in her eyes.

"Give it up, bitch. You can't escape..."

She stepped in quick after her, swinging the weapon again. This time, she aimed slightly lower, trying to strike the bunny right in her cute lil' tummy, putting just as much strength into her swing as before.

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Of course, this time, Amalia would be more cautious, as she try to block the hit using her arm, of course, sting whole lot as she growl in pain while slowly moving backward, try to recover from the hit as she pants

She would be slowly back into a corner before she took a deep breath, try to run back into the ring, aiming to try to grab the chair as she run toward the ring

[Lunaspark]

As Amalia made her mad dash for the ring, Poison was right behind her, baseball bat still in hand!

The pink punk dove for the ring as soon as she could, sliding in under the ropes and climbing to her feet in a hurry. As soon as she was standing she took a look around for Amalia, gripping her weapon tight as she readied herself for the bunny.

"Come on! Let's end this shit, bitch!"

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Amalia would charge the ring before roll into it, grab the metal chair as she ready herself and turn around to meet Poison face to face as she pants

Amalia would growl before respond to the purple hair woman "With pleasure" She said as she charge toward her, swing the chair side ways toward poison's head as she glare at her, hoping that she would meet it's target as she glare at Poison with anger in her head as she swing the chair with everything she had

[Lunaspark]

Poison managed to catch sight of Amalia just in time to see the bunny rushing towards her. Before the pinkette could react, Amalia was already swinging the chair for her, and before Poison had a chance to dodge or try to avoid the blow...

CRASH!

The chair slammed directly into her face, and Poison went down hard, dropping onto her back before Amalia. The baseball bat slipped from her fingers, and her arms and legs spread out wide, as she laid there with closed eyes, flat on her back.

[Void-Effect]

She would pants as she saw the purple hair girl went down, she would pants before raise her chair up high, going for that double tap to make sure that Poison would go down completely as she pants and hoping that she would stay down as she stand there panting

[Lunaspark]

Poison lay there on the mat, her breath ragged and her body bruised as Amalia towered over her. She seemed out of it, not even realizing that Amalia was standing there and raising her chair up for a second time...

CLANG!

The chair struck her again, slamming into her chest and her body as Amalia went for the second shot. She jerked around as the strike connected, releasing a shout from her lips before going still against the mat again, and her head rolled to the side, her panting increasing and a low groan of pain emerging from her.

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She would pants a she throw the chair away, believe she already win as she pants and try to walk to her corner, panting as she try to goes to her own corners, believing that Poison is already down, she would pants as she stand there before raise her two arms to the air, pose a little before go back to her corner to relax a little before finish it

[Lunaspark]

Poison laid there, and as far as anyone watching could tell, she was done. She wasn't moving and all Amalia had to do now was go for the kill. All the bunny had to do was keep beating on her or just try to pin her and the match might have been over.

But much to the audience's disbelief, she didn't. Amalia headed to her corner, seemingly already celebrating a win as she left Poison there behind her. As she began to pose for the befuddled audience, Poison slowly began to come to. Her eyes began to flutter open, the pink punk blinking a few times before she began to sit up entirely. She wondered what had happened and if the match was over, but...no. She never heard a bell, and the crowd wasn't reacting. The game was still afoot, and much to her own confusion, Amalia was nowhere near her.

She started to rise up to her feet before noticing Amalia at the corner, posing for the fans. Oh, that was offensive. Did Amalia really think she had won? Did she think so little of Poison that she was already basking in a victory that she hadn't achieved?

Well. She was going to pay for her cockiness.

Taking a moment to scoop up Amalia's chair, Poison quickly stumbled across the ring towards the bunnygirl. With Amalia gesturing to the audience, Poison tried to come up behind her, and when she did she swung the chair as hard as she could towards the woman's back, trying to crack the cold steel directly into the spine of her opponent!

[Void-Effect]

With a crack, and a scream of pain, Amalia would fall to her knees while groaning in pain, holding her back in pain as she pants and groan as she pants, before she manage to move her head to the side as she glace at Poison who is up again as she growl in pain