Emiko Tanaka-Walker vs. Mikhail (D)

[godjacob]

"Agh! N-not so...fast!" Emiko cursed, as she felt a kick to her gut which caused her to bend slightly and forced her back a step unable to follow up with her blow. However when he went for the throat thrust Emiko worked to catch his hand, and tried to counter with putting an arm under his extended one to hit an arm drag.

[Zeva]

"Ungh, fuck!" Mikhail ended up on the ground behind Emiko's arm drag, uttering curses while one hand went to her aching back and the other to her stomach, that had also received some punishment. He was writhing a little on the mat, giving to the woman time to recover and perhaps attack him.

The rude man was aware that he was losing the exchange of blows, that damned woman was very skilled, but perhaps he could gain strength, or use another trick... At the moment the referee was very attentive to her movements, he would need to wait for a better moment to act.

[godjacob]

Emiko had to groan from these blows, and indeed to Mikhail's view the referee had been attentive during this keeping a close eye on both combatants but Emiko knew she had to focus before her foe could try to regain the advantage.

As she stood she moved to her downed foe and worked to grab at one of his legs, her goal was to try and pull him as she aimed to move a leg between his, her goal seemed to be to try and twist his legs over each other as her goal was another submission hold attempt. The sharpshooter.

[Zeva]

"No way!" By the time Emiko had his leg trapped in her hands and was preparing to turn him around, Mikahil would bend her captured leg to free himself, hoping to push the woman towards him and trying to kick her in the stomach.

He knew that a technical fight was not his thing and that if he was caught in a submission move it would be the end of him. So after breaking free he would try to get up fast. If he had managed to hit Emiko he would try to catch and rise up with her caught in the Fireman's carry position, giving a little walk around the ring trying to demoralize her, while casually stroking her thigh, underestimating the possibility that she would escape and with the intention of throwing her out of the ring.

[godjacob]

Emiko had a frustrated groan as she was forced to break her sharpshooter from Mikhail's rather desperate measures to escape the hold, but even with this setback and the groans of pain as she was held in a fireman's carry she was not gonna quit. Not even worth consideration.

Emiko struggled and worked to fight the hold while Mikhail seemed to showboat, and it was this bit of cockiness that she used against him, working to quickly pry off the fingers of one of the arms that held her leg, before she would slide off and land by his side. Quickly, she'd use her good leg to kick Mikhail in the gut, doubling him over before she'd tuck his head under her armpit and aim to drive him with a sudden spike DDT slamming his head to the canvas.