Lets slug it out! Karla “Ray” Reinhardt (D) vs Sandra Taylor

[xalex]

Sandra would smile when she saw her opponent get back up. Her fun wasn´t over! The muscular fighter would slowly move in, when suddenly her foe was shooting forwards like she was fired out of the barrel of a cannon. With high speed Karla would close in the distance of the two only to jump up right in front of. Sandra would totally forget about her defense and just stare at her opponent in disbelieve and shock as she was hovering over her for a moment. In the next moment a fist came crashing down smacking Sandra right across her face. The punch spun Sandra´s head around before her whole body would follow. Sandra would stumble a few across the ring without any real direction, before collapsing forwards onto a knee. The middleweight needed to take a short break and rest up on her knee, while her eyes would be staring into the mat below her. She tried to calm herself and her head down so that the room would stop spinning. If she would try to stand up right away again, she surly would drop down again, thanks to feeling so dizzy.

Sandra would also feel some bloody taste in her mouth, what only made her more angry. The muscular woman would only swallow it and swear to repay her foe for this later.

[Monsy]

After the super-man punch, she shook her hand out. The force hurt her tiny hand, having put everything into a single strike that will easy bruise her knuckles. She continued to watch her opponent waver and bumble about the ring like a crazy dummkopf.

Karla would put a hand over her mouth, looking like she was about to laugh but was trying to keep it in. After that, Karla waited for Sandra to come back to her wits, seeing if she had an answer — but after Sandra fell to a knee, Karla saw her opportunity.

She ran to the ropes, throwing her back against it and shooting to the other side of the ring. Her momentum would only double as she threw her back against the opposite ropes and come rocketing towards Sandra in a yell.

Karla attempt to thrust her knee into Sandra’s face with all the momentum behind her to make the strike even stronger than everything she’s thrown before!

[xalex]

Sandra was feeling to dizzy to look up and check on what was going on, all she was getting right now was that it seemed like karla was on the run and rushing around the ring. The floorboard of the ring would be shaking under the knee of Sandra and she could feel the whole ring shake. This wasn´t good. This bitch was building up more momentum. But before Sandra was able to do anything her opponent was right next to her and smashed her knee into the side of her head. THe knee would hit her right next to her eye, luckily missing it by a little bit. The head of Sandra was thrown to the side and in the enxt moment her whole body was thrown to the side.
NO way she could say up after a hit like this. The body of the red hair was send flying before she came down crashing onto the mat, rolling over the floor for a few moments before she would end up on her back. The muscular woman would groan out in pain, the room spinning even worse than before. The light coming from the ceiling was burning in her eyes at the moment making her feel just worse.  

[Monsy]

Karla would shadow Sandra as she rolled with hands knitted behind her back — and whistling a calm upbeat tune. Then once Sandra was on her back, Karla would stand over her with one foot on either side of Sandra’s head. Bending over, she’d pat Sandra on the forehead.

“Unten bleiben, little puppy.” Karla would coo in her ear, before trying to walk off while Sandra was still punch drunk. And with her opponent down, Karla felt it only ripe to keep it that way with something spectacular. Just where was she going? To the turnbuckle, which she climbed slowly onto the second one and finally the third.

“I always wanted to try this.” She said to herself.

If her opponent was still down, Karla would turn around and face the ring. Then, she’d leap — attempting to rain from above and slam an elbow into Sandra’s gut. An elbow drop! Karla would certainly be gutsy to try a high risk maneuver early into the match, would it bite her in the ass?

[xalex]

Sandra would suddenly see a shadow above herself.. realizing it was this little punk. What was her plan, did she wanted to put her skinny ass on the face of Sandra or drip a knee onto her face? The American would wonder for a few seconds what would happen before suddenly the girl would lean down and would put her hand onto her head and apt her like she was a freaking puppy. Sandra would grind her teeth but was only able to answer her with a growl… Luckily this punk pissed off soon again leaving Sandra alone. When Sandra was alone again she would try to sit up but suddenly a sharp pain would hit her right into the guts when her opponent dropped a big elbow drop right into her guts, pressing out all the air from her and squashing her abs into mush. Sandra would be folded upwards before dropping back onto the floor cluntching her abs.

[Monsy]

Karla in her descent would feel a sting in her side from the fall — it was the first experience of her attempting a move off the top rope and succeeding, which caused her to land a little wonky.

The pain was nothing, nothing compared to what she just dropped on her opponent. She sat up beside her opponent who laid on the ground, glowering at her. Then she attempted to straddle Sandra’s midsection and pin Sandra’s hands between her midsection, and Karla’s butt. If that worked, Karla would smirk like an evil witch, raising her fists.

She would fling one at Sandra’s face, attempting to rain down a hard left to her chin. “Steh auf, kleine schlampe.”

She’d attempt to throw a second fist, then a third if she can! “Steh auf!” Attempt a fourth even! “Steh auf!” Karla would keep throwing her left fist until Sandra stopped her, she begged for mercy, or knocked unconscious. The cruelty of Karla was being unleashed in all her beautiful fury, how will Sandra respond?

[xalex]

Sandra was still a little bit dizzy but she was still in there enough to realize someone put her skinny ass onto her chest and pressed out all the air form her lungs. She would growl and open her eyes a little bit stare at Karla would sat down onto her chest… before the muscular woman was able to do anything she would get smacked across the face so hard that her head would snap to the side and salvia flew over the canvas. She would stay with her head to the side for a moment before another punch hit her and another one… The small girl was relentless with her aggression, smashing the skill of Sandra with all her might.
But the red hair wasn´t done, fighting. Instead Sandra would try to throw her own hand up and give her opponent a hand palm thrust into her throat as hard as she could trying to make her stop. WHen this worked sandra tried to grab the shoulders of Karla and throw her to the side as hard as seh could to get her off.

[Monsy]

Karla's fists worked like a machine, working at a rate which could destroy itself. Said by the bruising which came, the pain injected into her own hands as she brought yet another fist. And then the pain served as only an aggravator for that temper to fuel another fist, stronger, more vigor, faster. Watching the result in each clobber was the reward for that, the thrill of fighting. But it came to a halt in one simple miscalculation, that her opponent wasn't going to fight back. So when a palm struck her throat, Karla choked on her next breath. Her hands stopped almost immediately, clutching her neck as she tried to heave out. It made her easy to toss off, tumbling onto her side until she came to the ropes. Continuing to worm her way, she managed to drag herself into the corner, resting her back against the bottom turnbuckle.

[xalex]

The American fighter would roll onto her belly and lift her chest and head off the ground by sporting her weight onto her elbows. She would feel some blood running out of her nose, over her lips and dripping down to the floor… she would be breathing heavily and the smell of blood would be filling both of her nose holes right now. The red hair would slowly lift her head and grund angrily… she would see how Karla was dragging her worthless body to the next corner to rest up there. “Payback time bitch!” would Sandra hiss between her teeth. She would shove her feet into the ground as hard as she could trying to shoot forwards away and rush towards her opponent. She would speed up as much as she could and run like a bull seeing red. When she was close enough the big woman would jump forwards and tried to slam both of her knees into the face of her opponent to smash her head backwards into the turnbuckle.. after the impact and all the momentum was gone Sandra would fall down with her knees right next to the body of her opponent .
 

[Monsy]

And by the time the American reclaimed the initiative, Karla continued to struggle, and gasp. She had no wind to speak of at the moment, and a throbbing ache in her throat. Then out of nowhere, Karla's face was hit like a vengeful train; two knees smashing into her face and everything for a moment flickered red, then black. It was so impactful for her small frame, that her body slipped between the turnbuckles. Half her body now dangled to the outside, her arms falling above her head and her velvet hair draped. A lifeless expression was cast cowards the crowd that looked in awe to such ferocity from both fighters.

"Nnnggh,,," Karla groaned, weakly, what you expected from someone who just got their bell rung, not even twitching.