Clara Gaster vs Wisteria Khan - Standing at the Apex!

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Wisteria took a great offense to Clara getting her chest struck…and as a result would move in closer to the already tired and hurting Brit, trying to nail her knee into Clara’s gut, practically sending the Brit flying for a moment!

”GUUUUUUAAAAAAGH!!!”

Clara tried to stay on her legs…as hard as it was. She was trying to take a breath, but struggled immensely to do so. She still grit her teeth, stepped forward…

…and tried to unleash a hellacious uppercut to her rival’s jaw!

Whether she hit it or not, Clara would fall down, practically rolling into a ball, trying to steady her breathing…

[Bare]

Sheena panted tiredly as she watched Clara nearly fly back, Sheena's height and raw power once again coming in clutch for the less experienced wrestler. 'This... this may be it.' Sheena thought, watching Clara land on her feet wearily like a tiger eyeing its prey.

But Clara was far from done. Not by a long shot... or so it seemed. She was breathing raggedly and looked like she may fall over at any second. However it didn't stop the britt from running forward and throwing her fist up to try and nail Sheena in the jaw with a uppercut!

A blow that Sheena took head on! "Gah!" Yelling out in pain Sheena would stumble backward a few steps before gaining her bearings, planting her feet and locking eyes with Clara, maintaining contact with her lightweight opponent, as if this in of itself was a contest between them... All the way until Clara collapsed.

'Now this may be it.' Sheena thought to herself as she shakily walked over to Clara, each step feeling like she was making it with lead weights, but the promise of victory propelled the violet haired fighter forward until she was standing over Clara's curled up body. "Sorry." She said simply as she reached down, grabbing a hand full of Clara's hair and aiming to try and pull the girl up onto her knees before placing her head between Sheena's legs.

"But this is the end." Sheena said with finality, fully intent on trying to end Clara once and for all. Grabbing hold of Clara's waist Sheena would then try to pull up, lifting the lightweight body up and over Sheena's own while shifting her hands to grip Clara by the shin to put her in position for Sheena's finisher!

"It was a good match... Thank you." Sheena whispered softly, knowing Clara would be the only one to hear it while Sheena walked backwards until they were positioned right above the steel chair, intent on dropping the Brit onto it once Sheena was ready!

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CLara tried to desperately keep standing up, not fall before Wisteria did…but ultimately, unable to draw breath, she fell down curling into a ball to protect herself, with Wisteria forcing her to stand up, the purple haired vixen setting her up…to smash her neck first into her shoulder and then her face into her chair.

Unwilling to give her rival the win, Clara started to ram her elbow into Wisteria’s jaw, again and again and again, until she let go!

[Bare]

Sheena took a deep breath to steady herself in preparation for her next move. Knowing that it could very well be the last of this match. All Sheena had to do was drop down and it would be over...

But Clara evidently was aware of this as well, and started firing off elbow strikes behind her, right into Sheena's jaw! "Ngh! Gah! Ugh!" Grunting in pain with each blow Sheena tried to hand in there and weather the blows but she just couldn't, and was forced to release Clara while stumbling away, holding her jaw and holding onto the ring apron to steady herself.

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Clara would be released…but the Brit would intentionally keep her legs wrapped around her foe’s shoulders, falling forward onto her arms before using her core strength to lift and keep herself up…

…before trying to flip both of them, trying to roll to take Wisteria’s legs from under her and slam her onto her back with an impressive counter to her rival’s finisher: Sunset Flip Powerbomb!

[Bare]

Sheena was in a position to end this match once and for all, and to win it against someone like Clara no less! She was so close she could practically taste it! Just as she had the Shadow Lord in position however... Clara came back alive with a vengeance, laying into her with strikes that stopped any hope of landing her move.

However the worst was yet to come just yet. With Clara in the position she was in Sheena was unable to do anything as the smaller woman would throw herself forward, pulling Sheena along up and over her, sending her crashing down into the hard floor below with the sunset flip power bomb!

"Agh!" Yelling in pain Sheena's legs would go up and over and she land face first on the mat, moaning in pain softly while laying on her stomach.

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Clara would quickly be onto Wisteria after the Powerbomb, not even getting up as she squeezed her rival’s core, and her arm seeking to wrap her arm around her neck. Clara believed that Wisteria was too powerful and stubborn for her to knock out with slams and moves…but what about holds?

Quickly, Clara’s limbs got to work, squeezing at her rival’s stomach with bodyscissors, while her arm dug into her neck to put her to sleep courtesy of a Dragon Sleeper!

[Bare]

Sheena was in a world of pain following Clara's surprise sunset flip power bomb, the lack of time to brace meaning the move was one hundred percent effective on her, leaving it difficult for her to do anything, let alone stand or prepare for what was next.

Unfortunately Clara was not burdened by such a handicap. Before Sheena was even able to process it she found her throat seize and legs wrapped around her waist like pythons squeezing their prey! "Gah! Ack!" Gagging in pain Sheena immediately began to claw at Clara's arms, struggling, trying to find some way out!

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Wisteria would grab at her arm to pry it off...but Clara remained steadfast, digging her limb into her rival's neck to keep her down!

"Just...submit!", Clara pleaded with the violet haired woman...

[Bare]

Sheena grunted and groaned in Clara's grasp, already seeing spots from the sleeper hold, and knowing she had to do something in order to free herself. 'Damn!' Sheena thought, looking desperately before her eyes landed on her one key to salvation! 'There!' Sheena thought to herself, reaching out desperately to grab hold of the chair that had become so integral to this match! If she managed to grab hold of it successfully then Sheena would bring it up, swinging it over her shoulder to smack it on Clara to force the girl to let go!