[Tables Hardcore Match] Charlotte Ravel' vs Amy Evans - The parable of the Lion and the Lizard (Apex Qualifier Match)

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It seems that a few kicks and a few punches were the only bright streak for Charlotte, at least at the beginning of the match. Before this match, the most unfortunate start was when she met Gabriella. However, given the current state of things for the Frenchwoman, this match had every chance to take first place among the unsuccessful starts.

Given the difference in their sizes, it was easy to guess that each heavy throw for Charlotte is much more dangerous and painful than it would be in another situation. From this, the simple conclusion was that she should avoid her opponent's attacks as often as possible. But the Lion, who turned out to be not only strong, but also fast and tough, confidently kept the pace, not giving the Sand Lizard any chances.

Suplex and DDT brought the pink-haired woman several times more damage than she managed to bring to her rival. And, of course, that was just the beginning. Continuing to prove her superiority, Amy used the ropes to soar into the air and then fall on Charlotte's back.

Another scream and another discharge of pain. The already severe pain increased even more. Besides, this movement of the blonde again deprived her of air. Did she want to jump to her feet in order to pretend that nothing had happened? Yes, but it was impossible.

Taking advantage of Charlotte's weakened state, Amy sat on her back and then grabbed her arms. Even though she was dizzy and in pain, which made it very difficult for her to think, Charlotte realized what would happen next. Amy put the Sand Lizard's arms on her thighs and then started pulling the Frenchwoman's upper body back.

Starting groaning through clenched teeth, the Sand Lizard could barely handle it. Considering the damage that her body received, it was surprising that she did not immediately tap, because already now it could be said that compared to the fresh Amy, Charlotte had big problems. A series of attacks by her opponent deprived her of a large amount of strength, which, along with pain, prevented her from starting an active resistance. Of course, Charlotte started twitching from side to side, but it was more a reaction to the pain than a purposeful attempt to break the hold.

[Fairy Dragon]

The more she pulled on the submission the louder Charlotte screamed with the growing pain. Amy's focus continued on bending Charlotte as far back as she could get the Sand Lizard to go, it wasn't what most people expected from a Hardcore match, but Amy had always done things her way. Keeping her downa nd letting her weight advantage put Charlotte through some pain just had the right kind of planning for this and while she thought Charlotte wouldn't tap out she still felt compelled to see if she could do it anyway.

"Focus...and pull.." Amy said to herself. While she was concentrating the pain from Charlott'e earlier attacks made it hard to keep her grip with how her arms hurt from the extra strain she was putting on them from keeping her head tight in her arms. She had no idea how much pain Charlotte was in but she wanted to make it as painful as possible, pulling her so far back she wanted to make her body bend at a 90 degree angle. Maybe she would come out of the encounter less strange after this kind of painful finish.

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Due to her physical, Charlotte was very flexible. However, this flexibility was clearly not enough right now. Being behind her rival by all parameters, the situation of the Sand Lizard was getting worse by the second. The fact that the young woman was twitching from side to side because of the pain did not affect Amy in any way. The blonde seemed to be enjoying a cup of tea, while Charlotte's twitching, apparently, was just a pleasant summer breeze for her.

The Frenchwoman's painful groans became even louder when her rival decided to apply additional efforts, pulling the upper part of Charlotte's body even more. Involuntarily, the pink-haired woman's eyes filled with tears because of the pain that her body was filled with. It seems she shouldn't have expected that her speed and skills would be enough to win.

Seeing that the position of the Sand Lizard could not be called anything other than sad, the referee girl knelt down next to Charlotte. And it wasn't hard to guess why she did it. It was her job. And she had to ask just one question.

"You give up?"

It was a very good question. Considering that after the Lion's series of attacks, Charlotte's body was still weakened, which in turn led to an even greater deterioration of the situation, the option to submit could indeed be considered. When she was in the monastery, the masters taught her that she should not take a fight in which she has no chance. The Sand Lizard was confident that she could offset the difference in weight and physical strength thanks to her other talents. However, it was now obvious that her opponent was developed in absolutely all aspects, leaving no options for the Frenchwoman.

"Fuck... what the hell..." thought Charlotte.

Instead of answering to the striped shirt, the Sand Lizard tried to take as deep a breath as possible, and then hold her breath. It was necessary to get at least some strength and somehow reduce the painful sensations. Charlotte has always adhered to the principle that anyone has the right to doubt a fighter. The opponent. Friends. Audience. Anyone. But a fighter has no right to doubt themselves. Because when a fighter begins to doubt themselves, that's the end. Doubts always lead to defeat. And for Charlotte, who followed the path of a real fighter...

"Defeat is unacceptable," sounded in her head.

Prior to this match, Charlotte believed that the most unfortunate start of the match was in her previous one. But, by a funny coincidence, last time her opponent also used a camel clutch hold after a series of tough attacks. Although even though Gabriella needed meanness in order to gain an advantage, the Sand Lizard's condition was much worse now. But, nevertheless, she was going to try to handle it the same way she did last time.

The strongest part of Charlotte's body was her legs. And it would be stupid not to use them. At first, the pink-haired woman intended to strain her back and neck to provide at least a little resistance to the pressure of the blonde. And then she was going to start swinging from side to side with the strength of her legs. This time she did not act chaotically, but purposefully, hoping to find a gap in the Lion's balance. After all, if she felt even the slightest weakness, she would do everything possible to jerk sharply to the side in an attempt to throw off Amy and break this hold.

[Fairy Dragon]

Amy's power and Charlotte's flexible nature meant that Amy could bend her back pretty far, far enough that anyone could tell that the Sand Lizard was in a lot of pain. Amy would only pull tighter seeing that she might be able to end the match now if Charlotte was trapped, even a stubborn fighter would have to concede to preserve themselves at some point, soon enough Charlotte would evaluate her options to see if that was the only call she had left. When the ref asked her Amy kept her grip and pulled expecting some resistance and wanting to crack on the pressure but instead of speaking Charlotte began pushing against her grip before she started to shift to the sides.

Amy suddenly felt like she was on a small horse trying to buck her off, despite the dominant position Amy could tell Charlotte had a lot left to give just by how much she was struggling. Though she tried to stay planted on her feet the way she turned soon ended up having Amy turn too much to the right and lose her balance, spilling over too much to one side and giving Charlotte the moment she needed to escape.

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Judging by the things before Charlotte was in the submission hold, she had several reasons to wonder if she would be able to free herself. Considering that the Frenchwoman's attacks had virtually no effect on her rival, she could not leave the thought that the Lion would simply remain in her place, as if Charlotte's attempts to free herself did not exist.

However, this time, apparently, she still managed to make enough effort. It took some time, but as a result, the pink-haired woman managed to rock the boat hard enough for the American woman to lose her balance. Gathering her strength to overcome the pain, the martial arts master jerked to the side. This made Amy let her go.

Considering all that had happened, Charlotte, despite the pain all over her body, was forced to immediately turn to face her rival, because the blonde could surely start the attack again. But luck, thanks to which the martial arts master managed to break the hold, was still with her and her opponent did not start a new offensive.

This gave Charlotte the opportunity to take a few deep breaths. The pain in her back, neck and head was terrible, especially considering that it was only the beginning of the match. All the Frenchwoman managed to do was a few punches and one kick. Because of this, even a blind person could see how beaten Charlotte looked compared to her fresh rival.

"Impasse..." flashed through Charlotte's mind.

Indeed. The conclusions were more than obvious. The blonde surpassed her in weight, in strength, in endurance, in reaction speed and even, apparently, in ordinary speed. Great. The conclusions were clear. And these conclusions forced her to ask her one simple question. How at all can you defeat an opponent who surpasses you in absolutely everything? Considering how perfect Amy was, Charlotte was surprised why this woman hadn't already put together a collection of all the titles of this federation.

Taking a deep breath, the Frenchwoman got to her feet. If to assume that she still surpassed her rival in pure skill, although now even this was a dubious assumption, then it was still not enough to overcome the difference in physical parameters. The Sand Lizard didn't have time to think about how it happened that now she seemed like a helpless girl against this formidable aunt. So she took a fighting stance, raising her clenched fists.

The Frenchwoman's eyes ran over the blonde from head to toe. Even if she manages to land a strike or two again, it will be completely useless because Amy will immediately respond with a series of hard throws. As a result, the match will end for Charlotte with a broken body, and her opponent will receive only a few bruises. Usually, experience and instincts told the martial arts master how she should act, because she was proud of her ability to adapt to her rivals. However, she simply could not find an advantage that she could use in order to even the scales a little bit.

What remains? Dirty tricks? Charlotte would rather die than violate her principles and sink to the level of such bastards. Another change of fighting stance? She really could have tried another striking style, but last time, despite all her efforts, she could not even stun this blonde, and while Amy was not stunned, Charlotte could not use a throw or a submission hold, because her opponent significantly supressed her in weight. To use not pure physical strength, but the whole body in order to strengthen attacks? Yes, could work, but to do this, she still needs to first stun the invulnerable tank standing in front of her.

"Quelle histoire de merde..." thought the Sand Lizard.

Taking another deep breath, she rushed forward. Realizing that even if her first attack was successful, Amy could just ignore it at any moment, Charlotte still couldn't afford to just stand still. She decided to make every effort, and then... what will happen will happen. In any case, she simply had no other choice.

Having shortened some distance, the Frenchwoman was going to suddenly put her right foot slightly to the left of her left foot. Having relaxed her arms, she was going to turn to the left side in order for her body to start spinning. Pushing off with her right leg from the mat, she wanted to rise into the air in order to get an additional impulse.

The Sand Lizard intended to swing her left leg in an arc and point the heel at her opponent's head as if it was a jumping spinning heel kick. Perhaps it was naive of Charlotte to use such an attack. Such a straightforward kick could easily be avoided by leaning back slightly or simply lowering the head, especially considering that it was about Amy. However, if the Lion really evaded this kick, then the cards would be revealed.

Even the most attentive person would hardly notice the thing that was unusual for this kick. As soon as Charlotte pushed off the mat with her right leg, she bent that leg at the knee. For what? In order to, in case Amy really dodges her kick, straighten her right leg and kick the blonde's head with one of the most difficult and beautiful kicks, a guyver kick. Only two women in Victoria's team could implement this kick. Charlotte was one of them and she could only hope that it would somehow help her.

[Fairy Dragon]

Charlotte seemed to be at an impasse and knew it, but Amy was just frustrated that her openings kept getting stopped, all she needed was one big hit and she felt she could finish what she started. Charlotte was tough but her endurance wasn't on the same level as Amy's and the fact that she had been the one who had been getting some big hits meant that Charlotte's rough road was getting rougher. All was good news for Amy but now Charlotte had to ask herself what she could do next to counter someone who seemed to be able to put herself a step ahead of her. Amy would take the moment to rest and watch Charlotte as she seemed to come to an answer and started to move in towards her, being watched by the Lion before she saw the kick coming. Amy would act quick, dodging the kick and preparing to move in and punish from her blindspot, a blind spot that never showed when instead Charlotte turned her body anticipating the dodge and instead coming in for a second kick as Amy rushed at her.

"Gaaggh!" Amy gasped as the kick hit her above the ear. The instant pain and sudden shock unsettled the blonde's position and she found herself at a loss for a positive position, stumbling around before she took a knee. Amy's hand went to her ear that felt like it was heavy and ringing while attempting to stand back up before Charlotte made a counter move.

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Rationalism has almost always been one of Charlotte's most striking traits, especially in recent years. Even during the fight, she never built a strategy on the fact that this or that attack would definitely be successful. No one can be one hundred percent sure of something. It is for this reason that the Sand Lizard tried to look for optimal options when the risk is minimized.

But now, when she rushed forward, the situation was different. Right now, she couldn't be sure of any success at all. Right now she couldn't count on any sequence of attacks due to the fact that at any moment her opponent could, as if at the flick of a finger, turn the tables. So Charlotte was going to do the only thing she could. To try her best and if the first attack is at least to some extent successful, then only then see what to do next.

As she expected, the blonde dodged the left foot that Charlotte sent to her head, even most beginners could have evaded such a straightforward kick. And as soon as Charlotte's left foot missed the target, an important moment came. The Frenchwoman straightened her right leg in a second attempt to kick the Lion's head.

The dull sound of the foot colliding with the skull made it clear that the kick was successful. To some extent, this was a relief for Charlotte. Considering that the blonde could again show an unimaginable reaction speed, it could end up with Amy just raising her hands in order to block this kick, too. But this time it worked.

Charlotte collapsed on her back, which made her have to clench her teeth, because her whole body was still filled with pain after all the attacks she had gone through. The pain in her knees, back, neck and head was clearly too much of a price to pay for the minor successes she had achieved during this match. But, nevertheless, now was not the time to rest. Placing her palms on the sides of her head, she pushed off the mat in order to jump to her feet.

Charlotte's gaze rested for a second on her opponent, who was trying to cope with the consequences of the kick. Almost without thinking, the Sand Lizard rushed to the ropes behind her rival. It was difficult for her to count on success, but she decided to trust the experience.

"Should I have listened to Victoria?.." mentally she asked herself a question.

However, she didn't have time to think about it. The Sand Lizard was going to grab the top rope and jump up in order to put her feet on the middle rope. She wanted to bounce off from it in order to put her feet on the top rope. And only after bouncing off for the second time, she would turn around to face her opponent's back. She hoped to catch the Lion before she fully rises to her feet in order to wrap her head, thereby fixing a classic side headlock hold. And if she succeeded, she would just fall on her back, dragging Amy with her in order to send her face to the mat with the help of a double springboard bulldog.

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Amy's mind like her body was feeling disjointed while she was moving away from Charlotte after she kicked her hard. The earth shattering blow that she could muster having sent Amy near the ropes where Charlotte seemed to be planning her next move, running past her and positioning herself on the ropes while Amy could only attempt to turn around and get a better look at what she was doing. She hadn't even gotten to her feet before Charlotte was behind her, showing her speed at getting to the ropes and bouncing her way on top of her. Her head was grabbed and she was dragged along with a bulldog from the top ropes that would send Amy down with all of her dropping with it.

"Gggaaggh!" Amy screamed, the rope assisted bulldog hurting like hell and planting her face first into the mats. It felt like she had been spiked down and her entire body stayed in the air before she finally fell the rest of the way down, with a hand going to her bruised neck after the brutal drop. Charlotte was still more hurt, but Amy was not in a good spot and taking advantage of this would be the moment Charlotte needed.

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The loud sound of Amy's face colliding with the mat marked the success of Charlotte's attack. Was it a relief for the Frenchwoman? In a sense, yes. At least this success created some hope that in this match she would not have to be a punching bag for the blonde. The loud scream of the American woman hid the painful hissing of the Sand Lizard. Her body was still in bad condition, because she didn't have time to rest after a wild series of the Lion's attacks.

Charlotte's aerial attack at least partially shifted the scales in her direction. Although the pink-haired woman understood perfectly well that if she wanted to at least equalize their chances, not to mention a clear advantage, then she should continue to act, and as actively as possible. With that thought in mind, the Sand Lizard forced herself to roll onto her stomach and then get up on one knee.

When she looked at Amy, she had a feeling of deja vu. Now the blonde looked weakened, just like the time when Charlotte managed to hit her solar plexus. And the martial arts master still remembered perfectly well that as soon as she tried to make a serious attack, the tables turned. So now Charlotte had one simple question. What should she do?

She knew for sure that her best friend would probably turn the Lion over, sit on her, and then start sending fists into her face until Amy went limp. A good option. Reliable. But Charlotte couldn't do that. Perhaps in a life-and-death fight, she could move from her principles. But not today. Amy came here, almost openly declaring her superiority, while bragging about her name. No. Today Charlotte was going to win properly. She hadn't given in to dark emotions during the match with Harmonia and she wasn't going to give in to them now.

Therefore, the Sand Lizard was going to grab her opponent's arm in order to lift the blonde. If she wanted to even their odds, then she should take another risk. Perhaps now she will be more lucky than last time. The Sand Lizard needed to do something really hard in order to make the first confident step in this match. And she had one idea about it. If Amy hadn't put up too much resistance, then Charlotte intended to grab her left thigh as well.

"Gh..." would come out of the Sand Lizard's mouth due to the pain and tension.

She was going to straighten up to her full height, placing Amy on her shoulders in a fireman's carry position. The Frenchwoman's style did not imply a large number of powerful throws, especially when her opponent outweighed her. However, now was not the time to think about the amount of strength she would have to spend. There was only one thing that mattered right now. Inflict a huge amount of damage to the Lion.

There were only three steps between Charlotte and the ropes. And she was going to use each of these steps in order to get the maximum possible speed. She noticed something when she was pushing off the ropes. And that was her target. If she had managed to get to the ropes, she would have stopped abruptly in order to transfer the momentum to her opponent. Charlotte intended to lean to the side and throw Amy's legs up in order to flip the blonde's body and send her flying. Yes, with the help of this death valley driver, the Sand Lizard intended to throw her opponent out of the ring. But if in any other situation a concrete floor would have been waiting for Amy there, then this time a wooden table was waiting for her first, and only then concrete!

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Amy's mind swirled with options but nothing concrete to help her out, all of her latest attempts to even stand up felt difficult when moving was met by strange aches across her body after getting hit like that. It was taking time for her to adjust, big girls like her don't fall easy but when they do fall it's always hard and Amy knew that Charlotte had to be weighing her options carefully. Even when the Sand Lizard started to pull her along, the Lion didn't find some inner strength to do something new or fight her off, but followed along and was carried up until she was on her shoulders. Balanced carefully so she couldn't tip over and brought to the end of the ring where Charlotte had one thing in mind, throwing her over with a Death Valley Driver.

"Ngggh! Nggaaaaggh!" Amy screamed when she dropped down to the floor, thankfully she wasn't hitting the floor directly but sometimes hitting a wooden chair was much worse. Her back hit the center and the chair snapped instantly under her weight and momentum causing a ripple across her back from where the force met her body and lost. But it didn't go down without a fight, she felt a pain across that very ripple of the meeting point, potentially a cut and her entire body dropped in a heap of a broken table and the floor.