Submission Supremacy! Finlay Zeffer(D) vs Izzia Oskevic

[Bare]

Managing to knock his opponet down to her back Finlay smirked in satisfaction. ‘She’s fast on her but easy to read at least.’ He thought to himself as he dashed at her dropping down to grab her leg and going to stand up in order to try and secure a ankle lock on his blue haired opponet.

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"Damn it..." Izzia breathed as she rolled onto her front, trying to recover from Finlay's surprise counter, cursing herself for not seeing the kick coming. She pushed up onto all fours, but before she could go any further she felt a grip on her leg.

Before the young Pole could react she found her leg dragged up into position, for an ankle lock!

"AGGH!" she squealed as the New Zealander trapped her in the hold, Izzia gritting her teeth against the pain as Finlay took control of the match.

[Bare]

Standing up fully Finlay twisted the trapped appendage tightly taking her scream if pain as a sign of its effectiveness. Holding her foot near his face Finlay looked down at the woman in his grasp. “Give up yet?” He asked simply to the downed light weight and adding an extra torque to her foot for emphasis

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Izzia let out a shrill yelp of frustration as she was pulled higher, the leg lock now pulled in tight. She gritted her teeth at Finlay's words, trying to scheme her way out of the hold.

"Nie! NO!" The young Pole shook her head, screwing her eyes shut. Planting her hands on the canvas, she pushed her upper body off the mats, and at the same time tried to place her foot against Finlay's rear. Pushing as hard as she could with that leg, she tried to rip herself free from his grasp.

[Bare]

Tsking he was surprised that the pole was able to resist. Given her lighter stature he figured she was more the frail type. But it seemed her tough talk from earlier wasn’t hyperbole. Rather than being frustrated by this Finlay would smirk actually somewhat excited by the determination being shown by the blue haired woman.

This ignited interest in his opponet was soon proven as she pushed herself up onto her hands lifting herself up. Raising an eye brow Finlay grunted as he felt her foot slam into his backside making him wince. While it didnt really hurt the shock and pain that it did do caused the blonde to release the polish woman’s foot and stumble forward a hit surprised as shown when he turned around to face the downed woman. “Heh. Guess I underestimated you. This may be more interesting than I thought.” He said taking a grappling stance.

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Izzia felt her foot connect with the firm posterior of her adversary, and with a yell of exertion she managed to pull herself free into a forward roll. She came neatly to her feet and turned to face Finlay.

She smiled at his words, smoothing down her skirt and straightening her top out as she began to circle the New Zealander.

"I certainly hope it will turn out that way," Izzia told him coyly, letting her eyes wander over the man's frame. Then she darted forward, trying to slip under his guard and land a swift strike to his stomach.

[Bare]

Finlay smirked at his opponet as she straightened her appearance, overlooking her body and and reevaaluating what he had previously written off. This didnt last long though as she quickly dashed towards him. Expecting a hit from higher up he raised his arms to try and defend against whatever she planned. Unfortunately this seemed to be what she wanted as she slipped under his guard and sent a strike to his stomach. “Hng!” He grunted in pain as it hit. However he wasn’t one to take punishment without returning it in kind. So right as she’d be pulling her arm back be would send a knee strike aimed at her side.

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Izzia felt a surge of confidence as her jab to Finlay's stomach caught him off guard... or so she thought. As she stepped forward to deliver the blow, Finlay's leg suddenly came sweeping in out of nowhere and struck her firmly in the side.

Caught off guard, Izzia's slight frame offered little resistance to her powerful opponent's strike, and she went tumbling sideways with a yelp of surprise! She hit the canvas and rolled before coming to her knees clutching her aching side and groaning.

[Bare]

Taking a few steps back following that little exchange Finlay noted how she seemed to he much more hurt than he was. ‘Hmm shes clever but not very tough. Maybe i can use that.’ He thought to himself as he dashed at his opponet and swung his leg out aiming a running knee at her chest.

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Izzia struggled to her feet after Finlay had knocked her to the canvas, but the slight-framed Pole wasn't ready for the follow up that was soon to come. She turned to face the big New Zealander, only to take a knee squarely between her pert breasts!

"AUGGHH!" she screeched as the blow landed knocking her flat on her back. Moaning in pain she clutched at her aching chest with both hands, splayed out against the canvas and helpless to stop Finlay from continuing his assault.