Renewed Rivalry: Clara Gaster vs. Raquel Masters

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"Wha- oomph!" Raquel groaned as she was folded up suddenly finding herself stuck in a surprise pin! Raquel flailed her limbs about and was surprised as the count reached one but she let out a howl thrusting her legs out and breaking the pin just after the one count. She was surprised but far from done today. Raquel would roll backward and hop to her feet, trying to rise back up and prepare herself before Clara could rush in.

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Naturally, Raquel kicked out even before the first count was barely announced, Clara and the brunette rolling away from each other and onto their feet:

”You are not flexing tonight on my watch!”

Carefully, Clara tried to approach her rival, in order to try and goad her into a test of strength…

…however, once she managed to grab a hold of it, both her hands would grab onto Raquel’s hand, trying to twist her arm with a wristlock!

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Raquel got up and smirked at Clara promptly flexing her arms and kissing a bicep before giving her own backside a slap. "Oh girl when ya got a figure like this ya flex all ya like. I will try not to show the crowd how much that backside of yours ripples when I smash ya to the corner!" Raquel said as she moved in eager to engage in a contest of strength even though on paper she was a couple pounds lighter her figure told the story that Raquel was the stronger woman.

However as things progressed she was quickly maneuvered into a wrist lock! "Ngh! Damn it!" Raquel said as she grit her teeth feeling the pressure of the hold. Raquel tried to maneuver it so she could reach her hand back behind her and grab Clara's hair hoping to snapmare her down in front of her! If Raquel could pull off that counter she would try to lock in a reverse chin lock on Clara!

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Clara didn’t look amused at Raquel’s corner…she just said she had a big butt in front of the LAW crowd! This couldn’t slide, the Shadow Lord believed.

As she trapped Raquel in a wristlock, Clara wouldn’t be able to get away in time as the brunette grabbed hold of her hair, flipping her onto the mat rear first, before grabbing a firm hold of her head for a chinlock!

”Mggggh!”

Not content with having her neck torqued, Clara would try to use her legs and her core to try and flip Raquel over herself, using her rival’s own arm as a pivot. If successful, Clara would attempt to hyperextend Raquel’s arm for a cross-armbar!

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Raquel grit her teeth pulling back as hard as she could before she felt herself up-ended falling onto her back with Clara holding her arm. "Ngh.. let g-ARGH!" Raquel screamed as she kicked the mat in pain, her scream a clear sign that her arm was being extended painfully. Raquel howled again this time as she leaned in to the hold using her legs to prop Clara onto her shoulders so she was being pinned! Raquel would also keep leaning in knowing the hold would have to be released but also to use her free arm to try to land a hard shot right into the face of Clara!

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Raquel would be quick on the draw in the match, as she quickly rolled up Clara before she got in the worst of the move. Clara grunted, quickly trying to release the hold before the count of 1 was even let out…only Raquel found a very advantageous position to punch her straight in the face!

”AUH!!!”, Clara howled, Raquel’s fist reaching her square on the cheek as she tried to kick Raquel in the chest to get her rival away from her!

She rubbed the sore spot on her face and shot a mean look at Raquel as she found her way back to her feet…

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Raquel rose to her feet as Clara did, and she returned the glare. Raquel knew she wanted to land some strikes and now seemed like the perfect time to use Clara like a glorified kick bag. Gritting her teeth Raquel sent alternating mid-kicks at the abdomen of Clara before switching up to some up close punches. If some got through great, if Clara blocked them her arms would still be hurting. However at the end Raquel would shuffle back and swing her leg up trying to connect with a hard roundhouse kick to the jaw of Clara!

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Clara would be slightly slower than she wanted to be as Raquel got back to her feet faster, and proceeded to skip the formalities and simply beat the Shadow Lord into the ground!

Some of the kicks to her abdomen got through before Clara finally blocked them…and similar happened with her punches, with few getting through before Clara blocked those too. With her hands hurting, she was in no shape to block the combo ender from Raquel - a Roundhouse Kick to her jaw!

Clara was sent practically flying into the ropes as the world spun in her eyes. The Brit used the ropes to try and prop herself up, trying to figure out a plan of a counter attack…finding issues in doing so as she couldn’t even tell where Raquel was…

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Raquel saw Clara stuck on the ropes and bolted after her, moving as quickly as she could. Before she was using some speed and finesse, now she was trying to just use speed coupled with some muscle. Raquel rushed right at Clara extending her arm and looking to crash into her with a clothesline so hard that Clara went flipping over the top rope to the ground below!

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Clara's vision returned to her properly right as Raquel was approaching her at top speed with an outstretched forearm. With no chance to block, Raquel's arm connected with Clara's face! Screaming, Clara went tumbling over the rope, the momentum carrying her to drop her to ringside!

Slowly, the Brit tried to rise before Raquel got her hands on her!