KINGS & QUEENS FINALE — Oscar Orelash vs La Dama De Loba

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Loba's biggest strength so far into this match had easily been her energy- that much had been clear to Oscar during the duration of the match. The Luchadora was like a giant battery pack- so full of excitement and joy that it helped keep her going and going and going... but everything runs out eventually. If the wear and tear of the match wasn't going to do it for Loba, Oscar was confident his bearhug could squeeze out what fight the Luchadora had in her tank. That, however, didn't seem to be the case. Loba cried out in defiance and took advantage of Oscar not pinning her arms by her side- throwing them around his bulky frame to lock in a bearhug herself against the Barbarian Prince!

Oscar gasped out in shock and pain as Lobba started squeezing back- pulling the two of them even more snug against each other. Oscar's pecs pressed into Loba's chest. Their abs ground against each other- their sweat mixing in from the friction as Oscar's head turned up towards the lights and let out a painful moan from the pressure Loba was laying onto him. A hint of blushing even formed in his cheeks from how tightly their bodies pressed against one another- feeling the warmph of Loba's body heat coming off of her while she lightly felt his racing heartbeat. It wasn't often that Oscar found himself on the side of a bearhug- but the Barbarian Prince had practiced this move for years and was more than confident in his skill with it. Tilting his head back down, Oscar stared into Loba's eyes between labored breaths with a fiercely competitive look in his eyes- retaliating by doubling down on the bearhug! Oscar felt no need to say anything else to this worthy opponent. Loba was issuing a challenge to beat him with his own signature move and if his actions were anything to go by, Oscar ACCEPTED!!!

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Clash of the Titans was quite literally the best way to describe the battle in the ring right now. Neither Oscar nor Loba were backing down or slowing up whatsoever in the closing moments of this bout. Each giving their absolute best to unleash hell upon the other until it came down to this last closing moment. Oscar had his arms around Loba, seemingly potentially about to wring out victory from her... Only for the red head to in turn wrap the man in her own muscular arms in a revenge bearhug, turning it into one last contest of strength and will between them!

Hearing Oscar cry out in pain only further motivated the luchadora as well as she continued to squeeze, doing everything in her power to try and weaken him and make up the ground lost when he wrapped her in the move first. Unfortunately however Oscar didn't waste much time in pain as he soon met her gaze once more with a fierce expression of his own and began to squeeze back! "Nghhhh! I'm not... going to lose!" Loba cried out in utter determination digging as deep as possible and squeezing with everything she had against Oscar, even as her lungs began to burn and her sides ached with pain, but she was giving it her all for as long as she could!

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Oscar's body felt like it was being put through a trash compactor with how tight Loba was squeezing him. It almost felt fitting- two giants settling things with a test of pure strength to see who was the best after tossing each other around for as long as they have. Oscar had never been put in a bearhug like this in his whole career- but that only pushed him as a bit of pride demanded him to know if his signature move was stronger than Loba's. The pain flared up as Loba only increased the tightness of her hug- but Oscar refused to break eye contact with the Lucadora despite whimpering in pain and gnashing his teeth.

"Ghhr... tough... I'm not... losing... either!"

Oscar would clamp down not just tighter on Loba, but tried to get gravity involved by using his dwindling strength to try and lift Loba off of the canvas! The strategy in Oscar's mind was to bounce Loba in his arms to add in some jarring pressure to his bearhug- which might be difficult considering how latched on Loba was to Oscar but it'd be a solid attempt nonetheless! Similar to his masked opponent, Oscar felt a burning urge to prove Loba wrong- even if it risked slipping into unconsciousness himself!

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Loba was sucking in breath after breath, however difficult it was but whatever she could get in the better. Maintaining her squeeze on Oscar took everything, all the strength she could muster, all the oxygen to fuel it, all her will power to force herself past her limits! But Oscar was just as determined now it seemed, and he had the advantage by having this hold locked in first but Loba wasn't done! "Haghhhhhh!" Loba roared out in determination in response to Oscar, doing everything possible to maintain the force of her move, however Oscar would surprise her as he moved to lift her up off the canvas, causing her feet to dangle though the air in a feat that was especially shocking given the state both of them were in! "Nghhhh aghhh!" Loba cried out, her ribs getting pulled in and crushed even more as Oscar really unleashed hell on her with the new vantage point, and slowly but surely as a result her grip was slackening, her previously powerful squeeze losing strength as her groans of pain turned to gurgles, and her eyes began to flutter under the mask!

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It was difficult for Oscar to lift Loba off the canvas given how much stamina he spent throughout the match but through grit and determination, Oscar made it happen! The Barbarian Prince would give his opponent the squeeze of a lifetime as her legs dangled in the air- but most importantly, and noticeably to Oscar, was the fact that Loba's grip was in fact... loosening! Second by second, the painful pressure Oscar felt in his body would start to fade as Loba ran looked to be on the cusp of passing out in the Barbaric Brace. Oscar might be the Barbarian Prince, but like a shark- he smelt blood in the water and was confident it was time to go in for the metaphorical kill!

Oscar let out a strained cry of power and emotion as he arched his back- looking to squeeze Loba even tighter as his powerful arms constricted tightly across her torso. Oscar continued to bounce Loba in the crushing embrace, but only in short intervals to avoid accidentally losing his grip or using too much stamina. Oscar was running on fumes at this point and was willing to spend every molecule of strength left in him to either make Loba tap out... or knock her out entirely!

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Loba was trying her absolute damnedest to hold her strength against Oscar's own, but the man lifting her off the mat was the tipping point. She couldn't fight his strength, stamina and leverage all at once. It was impossible to maintain even for her and while she squeezed with everything she had left in her to the very end... it was too much as her eyes rolled back and she eventually passed out, her arms falling from around Oscar's body falling down to her sides!

Naturally this prompted the referee to come over and start checking Loba's arm. Once... then twice.... and finally a third time only for the arm to fall limp three times in a row prompting him to call for the bell and declare the third fall for Oscar making him the winner!

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As Oscar continued attempting to squeeze the rest of the fight out of Loba- the Barbarian Prince made a silent prayer to himself. Praying that his strength could last long enough to finish the fight. That it was enough to put Loba out like a light as the ref checked on Loba's arm- raising and letting it fall. The three-count came and the bell was run- resulting in an explosion of cheers from the crowd as the winner of the tournament had been decided! Oscar let out a very loud sigh of relief as his arms loosened around Loba's body- his whole body trembling as he used the last ounce of strength to lower his worthy opponent to the canvas gently. Oscar tried to stand back up but his legs buckled from exhaustion and he dropped to his knee- eventually flopping onto his back as he chest heaved up and down. Oscar closed his eyes to shield his emerald hues from the arena lights as he listened to his theme playing and the screams of supportive fans- a wide smile spreading across his face as he caught his breath. It all hit Oscar at once as it finally registered to him: He just became LAW's first-ever Male Champion... and even if the belt was unofficial, it ABSOLUTELY felt earned.

The ref would help Oscar to his feet and assist in raising his hand in the air for the fans- which the Barbarian Prince did his best with smiling and waving to them as tears pricked at the corners of his eyes. Words couldn't even to begin to describe how happy Oscar felt right now- but his attention quickly shifted to other matters as he looked down at the unconscious Loba. Feeling ok enough to walk, Oscar would move away from the ref as officials went to grab the belt for him and took a knee next to Loba- poking her cheek as he tried to stir her awake. Oscar might have won- but he couldn't deny Loba was a big part of what made this finale if not the whole tournament worth it in the end. Hell, even Loba went out of her way to help Oscar get out of his mental rut instead of capitalizing on it to win the whole thing. Loba wasn't just a worthy opponent for the title- she was an honorable one and deserved to be recognized as much.

"Hey... Loba... you doing alright down there?"

Assuming Loba would awaken with a few more pokes to her cheek (which honestly was just poking her mask), Oscar would smile proudly at Loba and offer her a hand with getting to her feet- if she would accept it.

"That... was the craziest match I've had in a while... good fight! You so don't deserve to be left on the canvas"

If Loba were to get to her feet- be it on her own or if using Oscar for support, the Barbarian Prince would raise Loba's arm in the air- sharing the glory with his opponent as fans roared out in approval at the show of sportsmanship as well as in support of Loba's effort in the match!

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Loba was out of it and it led to the bell ringing to officially end the bout. Oscar would have been completely within his rights to just drop Loba like a heap down to the mat and celebrate his victory, yet he didn't. Instead he loosened his squeeze and gently lowered her down until she was laying flush on the mat and breathing in softly, slowly but steadily starting to regain her consciousness. All so by the time Oscar had finished the majority of his celebrating and leaned down towards her, gently poking her cheek it was enough to make Loba's eyes flutter open, looking up towards Oscar, complimenting her and praising her performance in the match!

While initially forlorn for just a moment the praise would make a bright smile stretch across her face. "Heh, I'm ok... and thanks... It really was a great fight Oscar." She said up to the man before accepting his aid to get up to her feet, leaning against him and allowing her fellow red head to lift her arm up to show her appreciation as well. "Thanks Oscar... You're the best." Loba said, leaning over and gently pecking him on cheek before continuing to pose with the man with the man, taking in all the appreciation from the crowd for the fantastic main event!

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Oscar couldn't help but blush a smidge when Loba leaned in for a peck on his cheek- chuckling a bit as he looked back at Loba and nodded his head in agreement with her statement, smiling brightly at the fellow redhead. Soon the referee would return and present the Kings and Queens belt to the Barbarian Prince. The prize that Oscar and Loba had torn each other apart trying to claim. Oscar would proudly take the belt while continuing to help support Loba if she needed it, staring at it with a massive smile before looking back at Loba.

"Thank you... that means a lot coming from someone as talented as you. Hey- crazy idea... do you want to meet up later and get some drinks and stuff? Just something to celebrate the great match we had. I'd like to show my appreciation and respect to you. Everything will be on me. What do you think?"

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Pecking Oscar on the cheek Loba would continue to pose alongside the man in the aftermath of the match. Despite losing she was still immensely proud of her performance, and that of her opponent. So when the belt was presented to the winner she showed no signs of poor sportsmanship and clapped as Oscar took it before smiling at him as he turned to her and invited her out for celebratory drinks. "Yeah that would be wonderful! Especially if you're buying hehe." She said with a nod as she pulled away, finally able to comfortably stand on her own two feet, and more importantly ready for some celebration drinks!