Inner Mindfulness- Dawn Wilder vs Aarna Mehta

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In contrast to the sharp kick, Dawn's movements were fluid in which she returned to both feet, deciding to observe the whining woman. Having struck the tailbone and head, the blonde figured the ideal area to direct her natural spirit. The Canadian would then briefly glance towards the edge where the ropes hung, imagining what further steps she could embark if the path and mind remained clear.

Marching towards the prone woman, she bent down to grasp Aarna by the shoulder, forcibly propping them to a kneel regardless of their protests. Provided that this wouldn't be thwarted, the lightweight demonstrated her leg strength by vaulting off the mat unassisted, twisting back so she could throw both legs against Aarna's ribs for further cuts.

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Aarna winced in pain from the blow to her head, seriously staggered by it as she was barely able to even react to what Dawn was attempting next. Dazed, she was yanked up to a kneeling position, not even able to stop herself from being pulled up as she lulled, barely able to stay upright on her knees. Her head swirled and she tried to clear it, only to be hit with a hard double blow to the ribs, sending her smashing back into the mat directly after!

Mehta gasped and held her ribs with both arms, eyes clenched tight as she tried to deal with that pain. She was in terrible pain now on top of everything else, not even able to muster a proper response to this attack. She was on her back, just focusing on even trying to breath properly as she wheezed and whined out loud, having taken a quick beating here.

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Shaping the environment to whatever was necessary to increase survival, Dawn would land yet another successive strike, this time in a vital area. However the blonde knew ahead of time that the endgame would be elsewhere, especially with Aarna's current position. Almost instantly after delivering the dropkick, the moonchild kipped up to a stand assuming that her opponent was in the perfect range without a glance.

Eyes fixated on the ropes once again, the Canadian wrestler sped off towards the edge. She may not get this opportunity again, so Dawn had to manipulate all surrounding resources and literally rise above past limits. One skip allowed Dawn to land on the middle ropes, but rather than capitalise she used it as yet another stepping stone, thus the blonde bounced once again until she was elevated to the very top rope. Now perched on the highest elevation, Dawn would finally lean back and transition into a backflip, hoping to capture Aarna's prone form through this picture perfect moonsault!

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Aarna Mehta was in a bad way, and try as she might, she wasn't able to overcome the pain in her body and the quivering sensation of trying desperately to breathe normally. The Indian girl was feeling like this might be the end of her run in this match, despite her efforts, as she laid there, staring up at the lights. Dawn was nowhere near her and she was trying to will herself up, but she couldn't.

And then, all in a sudden moment, she saw the blonde's body flying through the air towards her. Unable to do anything but sit up slightly, Wilder landed right on top of her with a sharp impact! She couldn't muster a sound as her body jerked underneath her opponent. Aarna then saw stars and nothing but. There was certainly nothing she could do to oppose her opponent now. She was done for, and this was the last bit to drain the last of her fight away from her.

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As if the stars were perfectly aligned, Dawn couldn't have landed in a more ideal position after delivering such a double moonsault. Neither the sinking of her belly or crash fazed Dawn severely and instead she would glance at the nearby official to count this pinfall. The moonchild covering any burns from the sun. Like a total eclipse. Yes, that is what the blonde would call this phenomenon right now.

"1....2...." Laying across the broken Aarna, she would hope that this is finally be the end of suffering for both of them.

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Aarna couldn't react. She was deadweight as she was drifting in and out of consciousness, struggling to even focus on anything but the stars in her eyes. There was pain, struggling for breath, and all around discomfort and throbbing in her mind. Mehta had no way out.

One!

Two!

Three!

The bell rang and still, Aarna didn't move, not even attempting to kick out. She just simply laid there in pain, her mind unwilling to focus on anything else. She was beaten and it was clear to anyone watching that Dawn Wilder had her number entirely.

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No aura or pulse to be sensed. Dawn managed to lock her opponent's lifeforce long enough to gain the full three count. The victorious blonde would be assisted to a standing ovation, raising her arm for all to see. Even she was astounded by what just transpired. Her inspiration and skill skyrocketing thanks to a new companion, even if Aarna was still a worthy enough foe despite their vices. She couldn't look more forward to scaling her way across the entire LAW landscape and face all comers. Perhaps to accompany the newly acquired moves, maybe the Canadian woman would need to adapt her garbs as well beyond what could easily be sewn.

As the spectators chanted her name repeatedly, the lightweight's pupils fixated on the fallen Aarna. In Dawn's opinion, it was best to let the defeated woman contemplate within her psyche peacefully. She recalled a certain reading about how a second encounter with an unclear name would lead to no more mental obstructions. Could a rematch be it? Dawn would definitely anticipate an opportunity.

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Winner: Dawn Wilder by pinfall