A Few Brawls More (Blaze Vs Noloty)

[Devilish53]

Marissa's strikes began to slow down, but they did not lose power. In truth, fatigue was getting to the woman's arms, and Marissa swore she could feel swelling build on her knuckles. But she had to end it, here and now. If Noloty was to somehow turn this scenario back on its head and use the Brit for a free point, Marissa would most certainly die a little inside. Or a lot.

"You...Ready to admit...You're fucking done?" The Brit snarled, her controlled, experienced character breaking as it became clear she was outright desperate for a point. If not to just show that her presence in this little vent wasn't completely pointless.

[Taskmaster12]

Noloty was mostly just blocking at this point the punch leaving her pretty loopy all things considered and the punches that came next didn’t help things at all. Instead she was left at the mercy of the women on top and she could barely hear the desperation in her voice. But while she was making her demand all she could do was look around lost in thought trying to bring her hand up and in the women’s face. A show of how conscious she was, which was to say not much.

[Devilish53]

Marissa's hands were numb with how much she had struck the poor gal below her, but she still didn't feel it was not enough. Noloty was still moving after all, no matter how little. If the girl had come this far, she wouldn't give in now.

Seeking to force Noloty into a state were defiance simply wasn't an option, her hands would pull at Noloty to force the girls head and shoulder up. Before immediately putting the former between her legs.

Arms hooking as she held Noloty in what was seemingly the build up for a power bomb, she would roar as she instead hoisted Noloty up via her arms! Every muscle ached as she held the lift, for what felt to be a minute but was in reality half a second. Just before she dropped Noloty near enough square on her head and shoulders, via a Tiger Driver 91!

A finishing version she had dubbed Crush Cannon!

[Taskmaster12]

Noloty’s bit didn’t amount to much and she was instead pulled up by the irate fighter who simply pulled her in for a powerbomb. Or at least that’s what it looked like at first. Instead the Star was driven up by her arms and held there while Marissa kept her suspended. Before she could even protest in her groggy state she was casually dropped on her head with an unforgiving move. Noloty’s body flopped with her legs hanging above her head before she finally straightened out and laid on the proof. Her body slack and eyes shut.

[Devilish53]

Marissa felt she had a lot of power and strength to hand as she delivered her patented finisher, but after driving Noloty back to earth, all of it seemed to slip from her. Had fatigue finally caught up? Had all of the damage in this brawl thus far finally hit her in waves? Or perhaps was it both?

Either way, Marissa didn't feel it truly mattered, given Noloty was out and no-one was going to deny the Brit the pinfall that followed. Certainly not Noloty herself. And Blaze seemed to have faded from existence.

"One...!" She'd roar out, having adjusted Noloty to be flat on her back, with Marissa's hands to her shoulders as she near enough collapsed on top of her.

[Taskmaster12]

This time Noloty wasn’t moving. Last time she had some life in her veins but now her body was chillingly Inactive. All she was doing was breathing but Marissa might as well have counted to a hundred, Noloty wasn’t stirring after a move like that but in her head she was imagining how things could have gone. A dream that was nowhere close to reality.

[Devilish53]

"Two!"

Marissa was so close. Was this to finally be the end to this chaotic three way? Or would fate spit at her again? A part of her sensed it would. Hell she was half expecting a fourth fighter to emerge at this ideal time, and outright punt Marissa for a chance at gaining a point at all three girls. Only, it never happened.

She was in the clear.

"THREE..FUCK YEH!" Marissa roared, raising her fists high as she pushed off of Noloty! "FUCK YEH AND FUCK YOU...AND YOU!" Marissa roared, pointing both to the beaten Noloty and then to Blaze, whom had seemingly had the soul knocked from her body given she hadn't moved in what was close to fifteen minutes.

Nonetheless, Marissa didn't opt to remain and gloat for much longer. Right now, she needed to bail, and find a place to rest. And that she did, promptly - leaving the two downed women where they lay, as Marissa sprinted off!