Moa vs Katherine Hart - The Ironwoman Match!

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*While that early victory may have given Kat enough confidence to assert herself, Moa was steadily beginning to build up steam, and as each subsequent move managed to harshly and effortlessly land, The Terrifying Monster in the ring was slowly beginning to remind the frightened spectators what she was capable of!* "You desire victory? Triumph?" *Moa sharply asked, clasping a handful of Kat's luchadora mask before dragging her towards an adjacent, tope rope.* "Wrestling is not about who is declared triumphant, but about the war that was waged. Allow me to edify you on this important lesson~"

*Scaling the metallic beam with her excessive baggage in hand, Moa transitioned Kat's supple legs onto the edges of her shoulders, firmly wrapping her hands around the sides of her hips.* "You are a troubling foe, but I do not foresee you recovering from this." *Despite the impending move being a devastating experience, Moa's intense yet calm cadence only served to magnify the terror of the moment.*

"Unlike yourself~" *Moa began, allowing Kat to fully realize the gravity of her situation before continuing.* "This word is rather versatile- It has a dual meaning, both hello and goodbye." *Finally standing to her enormous height, Moa suddenly went flying towards the canvas, her backside rapidly approaching the mat as the colossal leviathan executed her special move, The Aloha Special!* "In your case, I'd fathom to guess it's more the latter than the former."

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*Once the massive powerbomb connected with the ground, a thunderous* "THWUNK!" *Reverberating across the arena, Moa immediately went to roll Katherine up for what seemed to be an easy three count!*

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Katherine was reeling from Moa's combination of moves. The Northern Lights Suplex into the Stunner left her pliable, easy pickings for the towering, imposing woman to pull her off the canvas, callously grabbing her by the mask to pull her up. The referee shouted warnings, but Moa brushed them off. The verbose vixen indulged in giving a lecture of her own rather than listen to one from the ref. Katherine groaned and grunted as she was forced up the turnbuckles with Mauna. She hadn't been aware of her opponent's dreaded top rope finisher, but it didn't take a wrestling genius like Katherine Hart to know that she was in trouble. Suspense filled the eyes and hearts of the fans as she was placed in a precarious position. When Kat felt those thick arms around her waist, she knew exactly where this was going!

"Goodbye!" Kat retorted when Moa lifted her up, following her bit on dual meaning. Once she was flipped onto Moa's boulder shoulders, she'd cross her ankles behind Moa's head and flip backwards, countering way out of the Powerbomb with a Hurricanrana off the top rope! The audience would burst into cheers as Kat sent Moa flying off the top! Of course, Kat suffered a hard landing of her own. She'd end up in the corner that they were both occupying a moment ago. Kat would need a moment to rise. She'd pull on the ropes in the corner to hoist herself up hoping to get a lay of the land. If Moa wasn't yet on her feet, she'd measure the Hawaiian, looking out for when her opponent was on all fours. The Super Kitty would run in and approach her from a perpendicular angle in the hopes of diving over her and flipping her into an Oklahoma Roll to put her in a pinning predicament and steal another fall!

"Talk less and wrestle more, Moa!" Kat would snap at her foe if she managed to reclaim some of the momentum in this match.

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*As the stoic leviathan looked to send Kat into a cold, dark oblivion it seemed as though there was a glimmer of vigor dwelling somewhere beneath that exterior of malaise, as Moa was quickly sent hurdling through the sky and towards an unpleasant encounter with the ring canvas!*

*Unbeknownst to Kat however, Moa was quite adept at making her brilliant mind, having been deep in thought from the instant she noticed her initial plan starting to go awry; this prompted her to shift her lower body towards the flooring, her feet eventually touching down and planting themselves against the ground, preventing what could have been a disastrous spill.*

"Your methods are impressive, if I were but a mere rookie getting my legs." *The colossal figure whipped around to face her inferior foe, lunging in her direction while simultaneously jutting her right knee upwards to connect with a brutal stomach buster!*

"Let this serve as the ideal object lesson on why you should never underestimate someone twice your size with four times your ring aptitude!" *The thunderous voice chided, intent on drilling her knee through the unsuspecting woman!*

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The crowd roared as Katherine found a way out of the precarious position high up on the top turnbuckle alongside the leviathan of a woman! Kat had managed to send Moa hurdling through the air with a Hurricanrana! Having been close enough to the ropes in the corner, herself, The Super Kitty was able to grab them on the way down, facilitating a controlled landing. She turned around just in time to find that somehow, Moa landed in a similar fashion! Rather than crash and burn, it seemed that Mauna was somehow adept enough in the aerials department to avoid a nasty spill! A feat that shocked even the legendary luchadora herself!

"Man, that'd be so much more impressive if you weren't giving me a sermon each time." Kat said, begrudgingly acknowledging Moa's skill. The seconds on the clock continued to tick down as Kat looked to approach her gargantuan foe! And as she did, Moa took initiative this time, closing the gap between them as Kat stepped forward, and lifting her knee harshly into The Super Kitty's defined, thinly-clad abs! Moa had put "a little extra mustard" on that strike so to speak, visibly lifting Kat off the canvas a bit as the blow connected! Staggered and stunned, Kat could only clutch Moa's leg with both arms! Normally, the luchadora would have many options to retaliate. She was a submission specialist after all. But suddenness and intensity of the blow left her unable to act quickly. She'd hang onto the opposing heavyweight's legs in the hopes of countering whatever came next!

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*The satisfying, tactile feeling of her olive-coated knee almost splitting the agile feline like a twig was enough to bring out a quiet yet visible smirk upon The Hawaiian Leviathan's countenance, stepping backwards while watching the woman cling to the deteriorating thread of hope against seemingly insurmountable odds.* "If you would heed one of my pontifications, then perhaps you wouldn't currently be in such an undesirable position." *The curtness in her voice replaced by a smidgen of empathy, Moa subsequently lifted the masked luchdora skyward, almost as if she were weightless, before charging across the ring and dropping her against the unforgiving canvas to execute her signature move: Krakatoa's Eruption!*

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*The subsequent* "THWUNK!" *Was an absolutely terrifying sight to behold- The colossal shadow looming overtop of the unmoving woman beneath her, Moa pressed the palms of her hands against Kat's chest for an official pin attempt. Once the presiding moderator broke from his brazen gawking at such an uncanny sight, he slid under the bottom rope and began to count!* "ONE!" *He shouted, the audience in attendance leaning forward to witness the outcome!*

"She is out." *The bluntness of Moa's cadence was enough to cause the referee to inadvertently break his countdown.* "Nobody can sustain this much extensive damage and continue to function properly. Count her out and be done with it- I shall take my victory by default." *Despite what he was trained to do, the referee was inclined to believe her- Although it would result in an anticlimactic win, Kat would be unable to continue, thereby giving Moa the victory.*

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As Katherine was hoisted up and Moa ran with her in tow, the fighting feline tried to kick and struggle her way to freedom. Sadly, after that harsh knee, her attempt at escape that sparked hope within the fans that were looking on would be all but dashed when Moa came down and slammed The Super Kitty with a massive thud that was heard throughout the arena! Moa's confidence and arrogance were tangible. Katherine laid beneath her unmoving, saving for her supple frame rising slightly with each breath. The official slid into position to begin counting. She slammed her hand down once for the first count, only to have Mauna interrupt her to suggest calling the entire Ironwoman match here and now! Katherine remained still. The referee deliberated it in her head for a moment. Fans grew concerned as they began to wonder if Moa's words did indeed hold weight.

"TWO....!" The referee counted begrudgingly. She looked Kat over one last time before the next count.

"THREE....!" She roared as she slapped the apron. But the moment she announced the third count and the bell was rung, tying the two amazons up 1 to 1 in this Ironwoman match, the referee expressed shock as she pointed to the bottom rope between her and the combatants in the ring!

Katherine....was holding the rope! The referee called for an instant replay on the giant monitor above the entrance ramp. Unfortunately for The Super Kitty, she did grab the rope just after the three count, voiding the odds of a rope break. But she did begin to pull herself up to a seated position, showing that she was still good to go in this match!

"If you think winning...is gonna be that easy....you oughta count yourself out and just leave my ring right here and now..." Kat asserted with one eye open, still wincing and panting from the Krakatoa's Eruption she just endured!

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*The towering leviathan sent Kat plummeting into the canvas below, her gargantuan figure casting a long shadow across the unconscious luchador. After hearing the subsequent three count to officially declare her the winner of the second fall, Moa patiently waited for the presiding moderator to examine her opponent's current wellbeing. Much to the shock and dismay of the olive-skinned islander, the immense degree of anguish she had inflicted upon her opponent wasn't enough to send her into the great oblivion! With a silent moment of contemplation, Moa rose to her feet before turning towards the audience surrounding them- It appeared as though they, too shared her sentiment of complete and utter disbelief at what they were all witnessing.*

"Hmm...perhaps I misjudged you..." *Her cadence quiet and contemplative, Moa bent her upper body forward and assumed a bowing position before returning to her natural, intimidating posture.* "I can count, on one hand mind you, the amount of people who have experienced the level of torture you have and walked away from it. You have not only exceeded my expectations of a legendary skirmish, but surpassed my hopes of finding a worthy rival within this otherwise pathetic league."

*Forming a massive fist, Moa promptly slammed it into the open flat of her palm before approaching the center of the arena.* "You have earned the right to be considered amongst one of the strongest individuals I have ever crossed paths with, so please, honor me with one more round?" *Taking an aggressive stance, Moa dug her feet into the ground while shooting a menacing grimace in Kat's direction, eagerly anticipating her response.*

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Much to Katherine's surprise, the boastful, confident leviathan had seen it fit to give her praise. The moment was quiet, save for Moa's speech. Katherine continued to use the bottom and middle ropes to pull herself up. Her motions stifled, her breathing was ragged. The Super Kitty looked up at the clock. Exactly ten minutes remained. The heavyweight held her side, but when she saw Mauna take a stance, she cast aside all pain and aches. The Super Kitty dug her own heels into the canvas. She responded to Moa's menacing grin with a confident smile of her own.

"That's an honor. But you should rethink your opinion on this league. You needed to fight your way up the ranks to come across women of my caliber. With women like yourself and myself around, how could this league be pathetic? You just need to keep working your way up until you can compete on the grandest stages this company offers." Kat would say while holding her shoulder and rotating her arm.

"There's still ten minutes on the clock. Plenty of time for another round or two. And we're tied at one to one. We'd be doing these fans and ourselves a disservice by not going at least one more round." She'd say as she began to amble to the side. Hart would slowly begin circling to circle the ring, treading cautiously to avoid another one of Moa's impressive power moves. In this contest of technique versus raw power, both Kat and the fans screaming at ringside knew she couldn't afford another misstep. The next fall would likely decide things. And Kat was going to have to wrestle a perfect round if she wanted any chance of coming away from this heated contest with a win!

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"Ten minutes?" *Moa craned her neck sideways, catching a glimpse of the ticking clock- She had squandered so much of her precious time by blathering at length about how superior she was, she had gotten careless with her time management.* "Hmhm, that's more than enough time for me to demolish you~" *Her callous cadence replaced, Moa sounded much more competitive than condescending, ecstatic to engage Kat in another skirmish to determine who was the superior wrestler between them.*

"I promise to visit you in the infirmary, once you wake up~" *Beginning to slide herself sideways, the hulking leviathan traipsed around the ring in a clockwise fashion while maintaining a close, vigilant eye on her opponent- She was agile, ferocious and looking to topple her in front of a packed audience, so Moa knew that one misstep could potentially lead to her untimely ruination.*

*Suddenly, after a handful of seconds had passed, Moa lunged forward with her right arm outstretched to try and decapitate Kat with a monstrous lariat, deciding that relying on her brute strength would be the most prudent course of action between these two tenacious entities!* "You shall feel the wrath of my ancestors!" *The prodigious colossus yelled, unabashedly charging forward to connect with her enormous forearm!*

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Moa stood tall in her air of satisfaction with herself. Her confidence bordering on arrogance had cost her precious time to work with in this match. Yet she remained unperturbed. The Hulking Hawaiian had a lead in this fight. Not in points or falls but in stamina, physical condition, and momentum. Moa had just come off a huge pinfall. She stood tall over The Super Kitty proclaiming her victory before the fact as if it had been decided already, seemingly to psych up both herself and Kat. Hart's breaths were ragged and labored. She seemed to struggle to keep her footing. But ready or not a trip to the infirmary and either victory or defeat were in the cards for both women tonight!

Moa began to circle the ring. Katherine followed suit. Clamors from the fans in the arena grew louder and louder. Expectations mounted until finally, Moa darted forwards with her arm outstretched! The vicious Lariat was sudden and wicked! Kat had run towards Moa at the same time that Mauna had swung at her, risking adding her own momentum to the force of the blow! A combination of skill, experience, and luck had Kat duck just in time! The massive arm above her grazed her hair and the fabric of her mask! Kat would use her momentum to dash away from Moa and towards the ropes! She'd pick up speed and ricochet off the set of ring ropes to dash at Moa once more! This time, she looked to pry a classic from her lucha-libre background and scale the Giantess by wrapping her arm around Moa's side and kicking up with her legs to confound Mauna with a fast fluids motion! Kat would look to set up a Flying Headscissor and attempt to transition into a Tilt a Whirl DDT!

"Your ancestors won't save you from me!" Kat declared as she looked to derail Moa's advantage and level the playing field by leveling her opponent and spiking her head into the canvas!