The Shadow Lord and the Streamer

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The Brit tried to resist as Asuka would trap both her arms with her legs and hand, the Japanese native lying on top of her modest bust stomach first...

The realization of Asuka mushrooming her petite chest was broken by a harsh punch from Asuka to Clara's belly!

"AAAAAGH!", the wanna be Shadow Lord cried in pain.

Asuka driving air out of her legs took away her energy for trying to free her arms. But as she realized that her left arm was between Asuka's legs, she figured out a way to escape!

She tried to shift herself to her right side, hooking her arm around Asuka's left thigh to try roll her shoulders first on to the mat, keeping the position in to try and pin the streamer!!!

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Against the slender, generally not-too-muscular lightweight division, belly punches were always an easy way to do a lot of damage. They always caused a lot of pain, and if you aimed your punch high enough you might even wind them, and get yourself a pretty considerable advantage. As such, it was no surprise at all to see it among Asuka's favourite (and most common) attacks, what with the streamer's obsession with making herself look "superior" and whatnot.

But Clara proved to be pretty resilient (or perhaps she managed it out of instinct and desperation), as when Asuka drew her arm back up to wind up another huge punch aimed at her partner's soft, vulnerable belly, the world suddenly began to spin around her and she lost all the power she had built up in her arm. Realisation came a half second too late, and Clara had managed to reverse the hold into a watertight matchbook pin! She had hold of only one leg for the moment, but it wouldn't be too hard for the Shadow Lord to catch the other.

Asuka's shoulders and head were the only things touching the ground, with the rest of her body rolled up over herself, pushing down on her own shoulders to make it impossible for her to get a shoulder up. All Clara had to do was keep her legs in place, and she could be here all night. Her free leg kicked at the air while the rest of her squirmed and wriggled, making some good progress towards freedom, if only because the pin was only half-finished!

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With Clara managing to roll Asuka to the mat shoulders first, with the streamers body pushing on her own head, in addition to the Brit holding her leg in place, the wanna be Shadow Lord realized that she managed to catch the blonde lightweight into a very solid, seemingly foolproof pin!

"One!", Clara confidently crowned, still getting her breathing back in order after Asuka's stiff punch to her stomach

"Two!", the second count was much more audible, as the Brit tried to reach Asuka's other leg to ensure her victory!

"Thr...damnit!", the Brit shouted, As Asuka used her free hand to kick herself upwards, getting her shoulder off the mat as the result!

The masked Brit would roll away from Asuka to get back to her feet, breathing heavily and rubbing her punched belly:

"First you make out with me, Then you follow up with a spinebuster and a punch to the gut...I thought I was supposed to be the Shadow Lord!", Clara would mention as Asuka would get back to her feet, and while she herself would stand in preparation for Asuka's next attack!

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Asuka was able to run for miles without needing to stop for a break, or perform any combination of impressive gymnastic stunts for as long as she wanted to. Gaster, on the other hand, wasn't a particularly notable runner (She'd likely be close to exhaustion just as Asuka was getting warmed up), and while she could likely perform most any stunt of Asuka's with similar grace (owing largely to her light frame, modest size, and great agility), she wouldn't be able to keep up for nearly as long.

Yet still, Clara was quicker to rise than the younger girl. Asuka's biggest weakness in the ring (Something not many knew about, given that most other lightweights didn't possess all that great stamina to begin with) was her total lack of ability when it came to pacing. In the ring, and in the gym, she would over-exert herself to get in an extra hit or two where a more experienced fighter might back off to get what little respite they could find. Gaster, being more defensive and well-rounded than the Japanese superstar-streamer, and vastly more experienced in the sport, had kept herself grounded and steady for the majority of the spar, and as such still had some gas left in the tank.

When she finally struggled up to her feet, Asuka found herself so exhausted she was practically moaning with every gasp, and dripping with sweat. She wiped her bare arm across her forehead and grinned at the bigger girl in front of her. "Wouldn't it be Shadow Lady?" Asuka teased, before throwing a lazy hook with her left hand, aimed for Gaster's jaw.

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It was true that, despite both of them being lightweights, Clara's and Asuka's styles wildly differed. Sure, the Brit had the body of someone who could effectively pull off a lot of high-flying stuff, and a lot more momentum based moves than she had in her arsenal, but the Shadow Lord simply exhausted herself too quickly for that to work as a proper method of attack. And while it meant sacrificing her offense for more defence, this meant that she could manage to hang in matches just that much longer. Asuka on the other hand, while she could go all out and by the end of the match, endure much less punishment than the Shadow Lord, sadly ran out of breath too quickly, since she couldn't pace herself that well. This was something Clara noticed in their previous match, rewatching it online to try and improve herself to beat her rival (albeit, reaching the flirty parts of the tape did leave to the wanna be Shadow Lord to cover her head in embarassment).

And, as the spar went, it was proving effective. Asuka was now incredibly short of breath, exausted by the spar. And while Clara wasn't full of energy herself, she knew that she could still go for 3 or 4 minutes longer. She could practically taste victory against her crush/rival!

As Asuka teased her, and launched her fist at Clara's jaw, the girl could barely bring her arms up for a block!

Staggering back as a result of the attack, Clara looked at the streamer with a much stronger fire in her eyes than at any point before, and stepped back up:

"So, you are not denying that you are a bad girl?", Clara would say, as she aimed a forearm strike in payback for the earlier punch...not realising how flirty the words came out of her mouth were...

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The pale Asian girl smirked and stepped forwards, chasing Gaster toward the center of the ring after landing her punch and sending the bigger girl stumbling. Sensing that Clara probably wouldn't be able to retaliate in any short order, Asuka took a moment to drop her guard and wipe the sweat off of her face. Of course, she underestimated how hard her opponent had been training as of late, and before she was even able to finish Gaster had re-balanced herself!

"Oooh~, if I say yes, will you 'punish' m-". The superstar hadn't quite been expecting a hit so quickly after her own, especially not one so strong as the one Gaster gave her. It turned Asuka's sentence into a gentle "Huaaaah~" as the air escaped her lungs, while her tiny frame was sent stumbling backwards. She only managed to avoid collapsing entirely by catching herself against the corner with both arms draped over the top ropes. Winded and exhausted, Asuka had no choice but to try and rest, desperately heaving for air.

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"That came out...very...very wrong...", Clara did want to taunt and tease Asuka a little bit, trying to get back at the Japanese streamer for all the times she pulled this kind of thing on her, but this, in her mind, was way too dirty a thing for her to say in such a tone.

Snapping back to reality, her forearm strike successfully landed into the Japanese native's stomach, managing to drive her back into a corner!

Not about to let Asuka get her breath back (and deciding she should start using a few more momentum based manuevers, still having enough energy to pull something like this off), the Shadow Lord would run off to the corner opposite to wear Asuka was resting, before launching herself at the blonde at the highest speed imaginable, jumping in the middle of the ring in hopes that her momentum would carry her towards her sparring partner, in order to nail Asuka on the chest with a devastating dropkick!

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Asuka's body felt like jelly. What was supposed to be a spar had turned into something more resembling a true match, and it was pushing the smaller girl hard to her limit and past it. Her wheezing and gasping would have been audible all around the gym if it weren't for the noise coming from a row of treadmills and exercise bikes a short distance from the ring itself. The blonde rested against the corner and stared down at her feet, feeling too lazy and tired to keep her head up.

More out of instinct than her own will, Asuka did manage to bring her head up at the sound of Clara's feet pounding on the canvas. Her eyes went wide for a half second, and then shut tight again as she tensed her small body up in preparation for the impending pain, expecting Gaster to go for a splash or something like that. Instead, she got something more painful, most girls would've noticed that Clara's footsteps had silenced, but Asuka was too focused on her own state to notice. A half second later and 52 kilos of tiny British girl collided with her chest like a battering ram.

The move again crushed Asuka's lungs inwards and forced what little air she had left up and out of her. Asuka dropped to her knees and fell on her side, panting so desperately and rapidly that she had to hold up a hand to try and get a break from Clara. The dropkick left an Asuka-shaped mark made of sweat on the large square pad that covered the turnbuckle.

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Satisfyingly, Clara's kick found it's mark in form of Asuka's chest, as she safely dropped on the canvas side first.

As she got to her feet, she noticed how the smaller blonde was now panting heavily, as she hold her hand up in an attempt to get a break from the Masked Brit:

"Oh! Are...are you ok, Asuka?!"

In a simple match, Clara would've barely had time to check on her opponent's well-being, else they would've likely capitalised on that, drawing the match in their favour.

In a spar however, the mission wasn't to win, but to better both yourself and your partner. In no way did she want to get the blonde Japanese streamer past her limit.

"Do you need a short break?", the raven haired masked Brit would ask, holding her hand to Asuka with full intention of helping her rival back to her feet.

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And if it had been a true match, Asuka's state right now would've been the perfect signal for Clara to go for the pin. The dropkick had completely taken whatever fight she had left out of her. It was lucky that it was only a spar, as losing a match because she didn't have the stamina to keep going was something Asuka really wanted to avoid happening, even if losing to GASTER was almost appealing to her.

"Haaaaaah~" she moaned, rolling onto her back with her head between Gaster's feet. Her hands gently held onto her rival's ankles and she smiled up at her. "When did you learn how to do that?" she asked, not entirely seriously. A dropkick was very simple, but it didn't stop it from being horribly painful to have 52kg's of Shadow Lord crashing into your lungs.

She laid there for as long as she could get away with, staring up not-too-subtly at Clara's nicely-formed backside and admiring as much of her figure as she could see from this angle. As soon as she was sure Gaster had noticed, Asuka giggled and lazily took her hand, trying to pull herself to her feet with the Brit's assistance.