Who is the Best: Gil vs Berserk Liger

[The Riders]

The crowd is in stunned silence as Liger could kick out before the count of three, much to everyone's shock. The only one not stunned is backstage watching the match on a tv screen, who is torn on who to root for since that person put a lot of time and effort into both girls wrestling for bragging rights... but who is the better one and will take on the legacy mantle.

Running on pure anger and hatred for her opponent is the only reason Liger is still in this match, as she is laying on her side glaring daggers at Gil as she slowly pushes herself up to her feet. 'I will... I will end you...' she grunts out. Her body is hurting and the back of her head is throbbing from the pain after smacking it on the floor outside, as she stumbles to her feet and wobbles on unsteady legs... giving Gil the double bird salute and to the fans who are cheering against her.

[Arista]

The sheer toughness of Liger wasn't something Gil ever doubted, she was hard as stone, impossible to faze at times, and by far one of the most red-hot fighters Gil had faced! When Liger was mad, she was most dangerous, even more dangerous than some of the more skilled fighters in this league, and maybe that certain level of anger was exclusively reserved for Gil herself...!

"...I'd like to see you try...!" Gil quipped, her grin never-fading...! "...That is unless your just looking for more of a butt-whopping...!" Gil snickered, leaning back into the ropes, letting Liger stand-up, giving the crowd and her the finger. "...That's sweet of you, but let's put this away for real now...!" Gil slung forward off the ropes, hurdling fast right toward an un-steady Liger, her hips ready to collide with any piece of her body and knock her down...!

[The Riders]

She was waiting for this moment to happen. Even rattled and seeing double from that dive to the outside that made the back of her head smack the floor, Liger was able to tough it out and wait for this moment since she knew that Gil would want to press her advantage and keep her on the back foot before going for the first fall quickly.

As soon as she saw her opponent rushing her way and turning her hip to the side to go for another hip check again, Liger would spread her arms out and catch her opponent against her body to stop Gil in her tracks, before letting out a loud grunt and arching her back, lifting the smaller woman off the canvas and slamming her to the mat with a side suplex to her opponent. 

[Arista]

Gil was eager, almost too eager. She was pushing hard, ready to put not just this round in the books, but the next one as well. She was ready to take Liger down and end this rivalry, this whole feud she had with both Liger and her mom, it was too much, she wanted to end it, she wanted to put it all behind her, and tonight was the night to do it...!

Gil rushed in, but Liger was ready. She caught Gil as she flew in, then, with one big slam, Gil hit the canvas and rattled the ring, landing hard onto her arm...! "...AH...!" She bounced a little, skipping almost like a stone before shooting up quickly onto her knees, still recovering but not wanting to leave herself wide-open...! "...You will- Ow...!" Gil rubbed her arm...!

[The Riders]

Liger would kip up to her feet after landing her big suplex on her opponent. She was stumbling a bit as her head was still ringing from the move and the dive to the outside that Gil landed on her, but she was able to catch her opponent rubbing her arm as it must be in pain due to the hard landing that she took.

Grinning that she has her target now and knowing that it is something that can weaken her opponent, she rushes forward, faking like she is about to throw a punch at Gil... but instead she lowers her head and goes to the other side of the ring and jumps up onto the middle ropes.

In a show of skill and amazement, Liger would use the middle ropes like a spring board and launch herself backwards, corkscrewing her body around as she raises her right arm up for a European uppercut right at Gil's face, showing off her own high-flying moves against her rival. 

[Arista]

Gil wasn't ready to lunge back into the action just yet, but that never stopped anyone! There was no waiting for recovery, only exploiting it, and if anyone was more willing to exploit such a thing, it was Liger...!

Liger lunged right at her, faking-out a punch, which likely would have worked anyhow, as Gil did nothing but close her eyes and brace for it, but nothing came! She opened her eyes and quickly spun on her knees, rushing to her feet before she was taken right back down with ease, her feet flying into the air as the rest of her body came crashing down into the earth...!

Gil groaned upon impact, rolling onto her stomach and extending her arms in-front of her, crawling for the ropes, hoping they would help her back to her feet...!

[The Riders]

The fans are in awe seeing Liger spin her body in the air as if she is spinning in slow motion. Her corkscrew uppercut slammed right into her opponent's face, sending Gil to the canvas in a heap, but the smaller woman is still tough as she is crawling for the ropes to pull herself up to her feet.

Not wanting her opponent to get any chance of recovering or to get a second wind, since this is going to be a long drag out match between the two of them at the moment... Liger would get to her feet and stalk her wounded prey looking for the kill shot. As Liger will reach behind her back as if pulling out an arrow and pulls her arm back as if shooting an arrow at Gil who is still pulling herself up to her feet, as the red hair woman would pull her elbow pad down and tosses it out of the ring and pulls her arm back lining everything just right for one of her finishers to use on the other woman.

Just when the moment is right... Liger would rush forward and slam her elbow right onto the back of Gil head for her Finisher Roaring Elbow, going for the knockout shot to capture the first fall and maybe soften her opponent up to make it easy for the second fall to win it with little effort as possible.

[Arista]

Gil's body became slowly weaker and more tired, the constant back and fourth, including some high-risk moves put both Gil and Liger's bodies in pretty rough shape, but Liger was clearly pulling ahead her, moving in on closing out her combo with one final devastating blow, one that Gil wasn't expecting...!

Gil rose-up onto her knees, slowly, her fingers wrapped around the middle rope for assistance. She was dazed, facing away from her foe, rule number one of the sport, or really any sport, was to never take our eyes off the objective, and in this case that would be Liger...! She didn't have time to react before she felt a hard elbow slam into the back of her head, bouncing right into the ropes and then falling back...!

She wasn't moving, her eyes were shut, the ref came in to be certain, but anyone could tell; Gil had been knocked-out...!

DING DING.

The round ended in victory for Liger, as Gil was slowly brought back to consciousness, still in a clearly dazed state as she was helped to her corner. Round two would need to be much different, Gil diffidently needed to turn the tables in her favor, and fast...!

[The Riders]

The crowd starts to boo, seeing that the ref called for the bell after seeing the limp form of Gil falling to the canvas in a heap. But that impact of the move did what it was supposed to do and lift the goat theme wrestler on the mat as Liger would grunt annoyed that she couldn't pin Gil for the three counts, but knocking the woman out cold would have to do as she would strut to her corner holding the back of her head in pain.

But she has the lead, and all she needs to do is get some revenge and put Gil through a table and she can end this rivalry between herself and her opponent, as she is waiting for that perfect moment to strike Gil while she is resting in the corner as the bell rings in the background to begin the second fall.

As soon as the bell was rung Serilda came charging out of her corner and raised her foot up, planning on landing a big boot right to the other woman's face... not wanting her to get out of the corner and soften her up some more for good measure before going to get the tables.

[Arista]

Gil slumped into her corner, she wasn't exactly feeling like a million bucks, but honestly, she had felt worse, and at-least now she could focus on a new round all-together...! "...Come on, Liger, let's end this..." She spoke to herself, ready to send this thing into round 3...!

She stepped barely out of her corner before Liger came charging out like a bull, lifting-up her leg for another big boot...! Gil side-stepped with ease, sticking her foot out to hook Liger's ankle and trip her up...!

"...Too easy to read...!" Gil smirked, taking her rival by the ankle and dragging her out to the middle of the ring...! "...Now get ready, because you are about face the wrath of the Great Armagilo...!" Gil took both of her rival's legs, and placed her in a boston crab...! Bending her back all the way until she sat her ass on the back of Liger's head...!