Finlay Zeffer vs Nela Ribeiro

[Bare]

For whatever reason Nela seemed pretty frustrated with the blonde after his response, making him raise an eyebrow in response. "I have no idea what you're talking about." He said, though he had a feeling it would not help his foe's mood, though he honestly didn't mind if that was the case since if anything it would only help him.

Soon though Nela would come charging again, keeping low as if for a take down, but if he had learned anything about his opponent in this match so far, it was that nothing was that straightforward for her, so she was likely going for something unexpected. Sure enough she went past him and brought her leg up for a kick! "Not this time!" He yelled, ducking just low enough for Nela's kick to sail past him. In turn though he would reach up, moving to grab her ankle to pull her leg down over his neck and if successful he would stand, trying to capture Nela in a stretch muffler!

Spoiler

[ThatPolishDude]

Nela's tendency for off-the-wall tactics, more often than not paid off. This time however was the exception as her attack sailed wide off target only landing her in an unforgiving grip of her opponent. 'You could trade some of that skill for a sense of humour' she thought to herself before being lifted off the ground as a shock of pain coursed through her body causing a scream to leave her lips. "Ghhhhaa!"

Holds like this one were not exactly what she was used to combating, the fact that she barely even touched the mat was certainly not helping either as she thought about how to escape her predicament. Her mind only turned out blanks while the pain only grew more intense. Finally, resigned to get out in any way she could, she would attempt to throw her body weight forward, hoping to be able to catch the rope.

[Bare]

Finlay had Nela finally in probably the most dominant position he could since the match between them had started. Luckily she had gotten overconfident with that last kick and it allowed him to capitalize in the biggest way possible as he locked the woman tight with a stretch muffler. Naturally though he'd only be able to hold it for so long before she grabbed the rope for a break which would force him to let go... But he could at least control how he let her leg go. Holding onto her leg still even as he pulled it off his shoulder Finlay would drop suddenly to his side while turning midair to drive her leg into the mat with a dragon screw!

[ThatPolishDude]

Grabbing the ropes, Nela expected to be let go of much like she did for her opponent. Unfortunately for her, it seemed Finlay would not afford her such kindness as she was swiftly turned from the hold into a throw that slammed her body back on the canvas with an audible smack.

She continued to roll with the impact, going for the ropes which she'd use to get back to her feet, putting one hand at her back. She was not the most resilient person around and the bumps she took so far made it hard to launch a counter-offensive right away.

[Bare]

Proceeding with an attack so soon after a foe got a rope break while not the picture of proper sportsmanship, wasn't unheard of either, and just spoke of the damage Nela had done to him thus far. Watching as she hit the mat he would stand up and raise an eyebrow, taking notice of how much pain she seemed to take off a move like that.

'Interesting.' Finlay thought to himself as Nela used the ropes to get back to her feet, giving Finlay an idea on how to test this new theory that formed from watching her take the initial impact. Approaching his foe while she was still against the ropes Finlay would reach out with his hand push her chin back, effectively forcing her chest out before he reared his arm back and swung it forward, aiming to land a devastating chop across Nela's chest!

[ThatPolishDude]

Nela was in a bad spot, trying to get some space and others herself. Finlay would have none of that, her chin pushed up, and she was forced on her toes only to then feel like a massive meat cleaver struck her across the chest. She choked and gurgled through a scram falling down to her knees, then on all fours, one hand going to where she was struck. The shock of it made even breathing hard as she found herself consciously thinking about inhaling and exhaling, for the moment, more worried about that than any sort of counter.

[Bare]

'Theory proven.' Finlay thought to himself as he watched how Nela took the chop, seemingly unable to take the full force and as a result collapsing onto her knees and holding her chest while gasping. Smirking to himself as he found her weakness Finlay knew he had to take full advantage of it as he turned and ran towards the ropes opposite to Nela's side, bouncing off them and back at Nela, looking to leap up as he approached while pulling his feet in to try and land a running drop kick directly into Nela's ribs while she still tried to recover from the chop!

[ThatPolishDude]

Nela needed to remember how to breathe, luckily for her, it didn't take long and in the meantime, her opponent run for a more risky move. Still, she did not have enough strength for a proper counter, only dropping flat to the mat and rolling in the direction he came so that he would land in an empty space while she got up. Then, not wanting to waste any more time on flashy maneuvers she would try to deliver a soccer kick to his ribs while he was down.

[Bare]

Finlay had seemed to strike gold finding a critical weakness within Nela, that being her seeming fragility when it came to taking big hits since that single chop had dropped her to her knees. Now seeing an opportunity Finlay would run the ropes, attempting to build up speed to try and land a running drop kick on his foe to keep up the big hits against her. Unfortunately for him though she wasn't so hurt as to be easily hit by him as he came towards her, instead sliding out behind him just as he hit the mat. As she did so she would get up and Finlay just knew she'd be aiming to try and do something to turn the momentum around.

Not wanting to let this happen he would sit up just as she came back in and swung her leg forward for an attempted kick! Reaching out and aiming to try and catch her leg as it came in he would hold her foot against his chest before moving to get up to his feet, if successful in doing so he would pull forward, holding her thigh up against his in a position that could almost be seen as sensual. If it weren't for him moving to hook Nela's head down under his arm for a head lock, followed by throwing himself back with a fisherman's suplex!

[ThatPolishDude]

Avoiding one attack gave Nela hope to make a comeback but it was short-lived. Her kick made little impact, being grabbed and used to control the rest of her body. She was in the middle of planning a flying triangle and the chances for that were completely shattered. Being lifted into the air and slammed against the mat forced her to rapidly exhale with a wheezing sound as her throat constricted in an attempt to scream, and her back arched. Then she turned and groaned in pain but remained still.