Japan vs England! Chika Igarashi vs Chelsea Forster

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With the move executed perfectly, Chika looked down on her foe, as eyes rolled to the back of the head. If the blonde wasn't seeing black, it would likely only take one more hard shot to her head...

...which is exactly what the Raven Knight wanted.

She stood up, arms resting on her thighs, before she encouraged Chelsea to get up:

"Time for your reckoning...", were Chika's first English words addressed directly to Chelsea: "Get up..."

She circled her rival more like a vulture than a raven, awaiting her very hurt opponent to find her way back to her feet...

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Chika's Canadian Destroyer had gone off without a hitch, and the crowd watched on with a gasp as they saw her execute such a breathtaking move. Chelsea was swept up into her clutches, and as Chika threw herself back through the air, she was poised to bring the Englishwoman's head straight down into the mat. Any piledriver was enough to rattle even the toughest of wrestlers, but this time, Chika had the momentum of her flip behind her, and when Chelsea was driven into the mat, she landed hard!

A tremor went through Chelsea's body as she landed with a thud, and as Chika let her go, she at last collapsed, going limp against the mat. She groaned, her eyes glazed over as she stared up toward the lights in a daze. Chelsea couldn't will herself to move - her body was tired, her joints were stiff, and her limbs felt heavy. She couldn't think straight enough to formulate a good plan, either; she'd been dizzied by her rough landing. The best Chelsea could ask for was her sister to bail her out, and Chika had made things quite clear what she felt about that. As far as anyone was concerned, Chelsea was just waiting for Chika to pin her.

Except...she didn't go for the pin. Instead, she stepped back, waiting for Chelsea to get up on her own. And what was more, she addressed her in English, for the first time they'd been in contact.

"Eh..?" From where she lay, Chelsea's eyes fluttered. At first, she wasn't sure if she had really heard anything, or if it had been her dazed mind playing tricks on her. But then Chika spoke again, and she knew that it had to be true. And her eyes went wider in shock.

The whole time, Chelsea had felt like she was in control - that her opponent was dense and stubborn, maybe, but she still felt she'd gotten the upper hand in their battle of wits. This, though? This changed everything Chelsea thought she knew. Just what else had Chika been hiding?

She clenched her teeth, sitting up. Still sore and wincing from the pain, Chelsea nevertheless forced herself back up to her feet. She looked up at Chika with a glare, planting her hands on her hips. "Ey, wha' did ye just say, like?" she snapped, leaning in closer. "Ay ye tryin' ter fook wit' me? If ye could speak bloody English de 'oole time, do it!" Chelsea jabbed a finger accusingly toward Chika. She was frustrated with how the Raven Knight was beating her, but she was downright infuriated by the thought that she was being mocked! She wanted to make herself known - but in the process, she had neglected protecting herself from whatever Chika might do next!

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Chelsea would rise slowly. Having her head knocked around with hard strikes would do that to you, but the Raven Knight was a patient woman. Soon enough the blonde would rise...in complete surprise over the Raven Knight's words. In her anger, Chika completely forgot about the joke she was pulling on her opponent, as the match went from being a simple contest to an actual brawl as the Forsters proceeded to cheat their way around the contest. And despite the massive headache the Brit likely had, she still had enough strength to tell Chika off and poke her in the chest. Chika, amused, giggled in response, before doing just what Chelsea wanted her to:

"Ok...Good night."

With that, Chika raised her leg up high. At first it might've seemed that she was aiming for a low kick at her legs to wear her down a bit more...but within less than a blink of an eye, Chika's foot and calf shot upwards with incredible, speed of sound-like momentum. The leg connected with Chelsea right on the temple, Chika trying to knock her foe out for good with her finishing Brazilian Kick: Raven's Claw!

[CaptainL]

Chelsea was sore, her body felt heavy, and the world around her felt like it was spinning. But none of that mattered. Even in her daze, Chelsea was able to put the pieces together, and she realized that, with Chika addressing her now in perfect English, her inability to understand her earlier was only an act. This entire time, Chelsea was being mocked - and she hated that. She wasn't going to let the Raven Knight get away from this without telling her off, and with her eyes narrowed in a glare, she stormed closer, getting into Chika's face.

But, with just as much nonchalant mockery as she'd shown her before, Chika just laughed off whatever half-coherent invective Chelsea spewed her way. At this, the elder Forster clenched her teeth and leaned in closer, her hands balling at her sides into quivering fists. She still thought this was funny!? Chelsea could barely hold back the insults that were coming to her throat right now...

But she wouldn't even have time for those.

Suddenly, Chika's kick went high, with barely enough warning for anyone to react or even to see the setup. The next thing Chelsea knew, she felt like a train had rammed directly into her skull, her head and neck thrown to the side off the momentum. She teetered on her footing, spinning around in place, before she flopped onto the canvas. The blonde plummeted into the mat like a lead weight, falling flat on her back with her arms and legs splayed around her, with only a hoarse groan to say for the matter.

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The kick reverberated throughout the arena with thunderous force, the cheers making way to sounds of sympathy from the crowd for Chelsea on the recieving end of such a powerful kick. Chika looked down at her rival, and knew she was out of it.

The pin was just a formality.

Chika lowered herself over Chelsea, hooking her leg to press her onto the canvas in case she was playing possum, as the ref counted the fall:

"ONE!"

[CaptainL]

Chelsea had already been dizzied by what she'd been through before. If it wasn't for Chika rousing her to her senses with a sudden burst of intelligibility that left the Englishwoman demanding answers, she would have been out by now. But now that Chika had hit an even harder blow to her already aching head, there was no coming back. Chelsea's skull felt like it was about to split open, her temples throbbing from the pain. The world around her was spinning, and her whole body felt like it was too heavy to move. All she could do was gasp for air, as Chika lifted her leg. And the fans, who had watched her suffer, were rallying behind her as she was ready to take things back, counting along with the ref after each call.

"TWO!!

THREE!!!"

The bell sounded! After a grueling match, the Raven Knight had still managed to emerge victorious!

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The bell finally rang, declaring Raven Knight the victor in this encounter, Chika standing up from the pin as she sat propped up by her hands, looking at the skylight above, smiling in victory.

She slowly stood up, but her adrenaline rush was quickly retreating, her body aching and feeling incredibly heavy...

...but she felt there was one last thing she needed to do.

The ref tried to raise her hand into the air but she walked right past them as her music played, all the way out of the ring...

...to the area where Chelsea's sister Molly was.

She stared at the woman intently with cold, angry eyes...

...before lifting her leg up and swiping it right past her face, intentionally missing Molly's head to scare her, before laughing it off, and walking towards the entrance ramp, celebrating her victory on her way backstage...

[CaptainL]

The match was over. Really, the decisive blow had been landed a good while ago, when Chika had hit the Canadian Destroyer, but she still saw fit to rub in her victory all the more, rousing Chelsea back to her feet just to take her down with a well-placed kick. The whole time the pin was being counted, Chelsea barely moved. She was out cold; any counting of falls was just a formality.

Chika saw her work was done. Not stopping for any celebrations, she turned to walk out from the ring as soon as the referee had proclaimed her victorious. As soon as she cleared the ring, Molly looked over to see where Chelsea laid limp. Watching her sister go down was a sight that made her wince, but at least now that the coast was clear, she could go back in and get her out of there...

Or so she thought.

Just as Molly passed Chika by, the Raven Knight turned her head, locking eyes with her with an icy stare. At once, the color drained from Molly's face. Her eyes opened wider as she stared into Chika's own, and her lips pursed nervously. After seeing what Chika had done, she had no interest in sticking around for too long, or arousing her ire.

"Aah...heh. Sorry about that, Igarashi-san...I'll be going now-"

But before Molly could finish, Chika lashed out, swinging her foot in an arc through the air - where it was aimed straight for Molly's head! At once, the Englishwoman gulped, jumping back and raising her hands in front of her face in an attempt to protect herself. In her panic, she didn't realize that she was never in any danger - it was only when the seconds passed, and she didn't feel the head-splitting pain she had braced herself for, when Molly opened her eyes, seeing Chika's foot hanging in midair.

"...Huh?" She blinked a few times, trying to rationalize what she'd just seen. By that point, Chika had already turned away, making her way out of the ring. Molly was left standing there, staring out after her, as her racing heart slowly calmed down to normal levels. A silence hung on everyone's thoughts, no less her own. She didn't want to try her luck with Chika any time soon...

Winner by Pinfall: Chika Igarashi