Pushing Forth (Tsubasa vs. Amy)

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The surprisingly loud shout from Amy had Tsubasa wince a little. While he was no stranger to hurting someone in a fight or being hurt in combat himself it really felt like he was facing a beginner. No, he was facing a beginner, the sloppy stance and desperate attacks from his opponent proved that. This girl clearly had little experience in combat, staged or otherwise. Honestly, part of him wanted to go a little easier on her, but he also didn't want to insult her determination nor play around in an otherwise serious fight. The former was insulting, and the latter was cruelty.

Well... at least until she started complaining about it.

That... threw him off a little, and he canted his head in confusion. "I'm... aware?" He said cautiously, slowly sitting himself up. "Hime, are you... taking this seriously?" Suddenly, he felt like he understood Tlatoani's position a bit better. Seeing for himself an opponent that moaned, complained, and couldn't take a hit started to irk at him some now.

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Amy stayed on the floor, holding her head as she tried to block out the pain to the best of her ability. Her true self was starting to show itself, and her facade was cracking fast. She hadn't foreseen herself in this situation, so she had to think, fast.

Amy slowly arose once again, first into a kneeling position, and then to her feet, to the raucous applause of the crowd. "Drat, I am going to have a bruise there now..." She muttered under her breath, rubbing her squashed head with her hand.

The girl was tenacious though, if nothing else. She glared at Tsubasa, gritting her teeth. She knew she had to get serious now, if she even had a chance to get serious. She charged at her opponent, raising a leg as she got close, hoping she could strike her opponent in the head in the same way it was done to her.

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It took her a moment, but Amy slowly started to rise to her feet, nursing the wound that Tsubasa gave her. Tsubasa stood up as well, quickly getting into stance and preparing himself. She definitely took things a lot better than Tsubasa did his first time around in a bad match-up. It was almost inspiring to see, despite the situation. As she glared daggers at him, he kept his own face neutral, focusing on her next move.

And she soon came at him, leg raised high with a front kick to the face. Tsubasa brought his hands up, blocking the kick with his arms barely flinching from it. It wasn't a bad strike all things considered, but the footwork made the target obvious. She's trying... He thought, frowning. A lot more than I did... With that bitter thought, he darted back a step, quickly stepping back in for a low kick to Amy's leg again.

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At this point, Amy was far too focused on her attack to even think of her defense. She did not look down when she launched the kick, and though it was blocked, it did cause her opponent to move away. But she soon found out why.

Tsubasa went for a second leg sweep, once again connecting perfectly and sending Amy hurtling to the mat, though this time, it knocked the wind from out of the Prinzessin's sails. She landed on her left side, before gravity took over and made her roll onto her back, her breathing becoming more gaspy, and her body becoming less functional. She wasn't injured, but the fall had done a lot to her, and she needed a rest. Sadly, she was in a wrestling match, and those do not give those sorts of things out unless you give in. And Amy was too egotistical for that.

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The crowd winced at the harsh impact of Tsubasa's kick, watching the young princess crumple to the mat, sucking in air like her life was on the line. It was a harsh sight to witness, and seeing her prone on the ground had Tsubasa frowning as he looked her over. Is she really here to fight? The thought felt almost hypocritically to Tsubasa given his previous match, but seeing Amy's attacks being mostly flailing with a handful of decent kicks had him wondering about her situation. She was clearly trying to take this seriously, but her actual combat ability was lacking. Maybe... it's because this is a hentai match? He had heard there were wrestlers that specialized in sensuality and sexual combat, but Amy didn't feel like someone in this camp either.

Either way, hesitation would lead to defeat, and Tsubasa couldn't afford another loss, not without going all out.

It was with that thought he steeled himself for the fight to come. He moved over to Amy, reaching out for her leg and ankle while she down and recovering, hoping to grab and twist it at the ankle for a painful ankle. It was a basic submission technique he learned in his training and hopefully it would work on this girl while she was still down.

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Amy made no attempt to get away from Tsubasa as he made his next move. He grabbed her ankle and leg with little resistance, and next thing she knew, she ankle was being agonizingly twisted, with pain shooting up her leg as if it had been crushed.

"NYAAAAAAARRRRGGGGHHH" Amy unceremoniously howled as the pain shot up her body, clearly in considerable discomfort. She kicked out suddenly with her spare leg and tried to hit Tsubasa in the face to get herself free.

Any was in a lot of trouble here, and they hadnt even got to the hentai part of the fight yet.

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Tsubasa almost felt bad forcing Amy to endure the ankle lock. She was hollering out, kicking about in a panic as she truly looked like she was in flight or fight mode. And sadly, the hentai stipulations meant surrender wouldn't do anything to end things. Even the crowd was starting to pity the girl now, small mutters of sympathetic rippling through the ring. Still, Tsubasa held firm on his hold.

"Gh-!" And then a sudden kick slammed into Tsubasa's face, Amy's foot colliding across his cheek and making him let go on instinct as he took a step back. And surprisingly, the kick left a small bruise on his cheek as he gingerly rubbed at it, giving the cornered mouse space as he regrouped.

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She had finally done it, an attack she had done finally connected with its target. She scarpered away while her opponent gave her space, before going to the opposite corner and nursing her ankle. Pain wracked through her entire leg, and even touching it was sore, so every time she nursed it, she grimaced.

So engrossed was Amy to her agony-stricken ankle that she was not paying any attention to her opponent, leaving her wide open to attack after Tsubasa came around.