The hunt is on [ For Rym ]

[Ghost]

Anger and irritation now drove Karina to temporarily the whole idea of settling things in the ring. There was one person who had managed to cheat her way in order to beat Karina and now that girl was going to understand the meaning of pain. When the dictionary is going to update the image of pain, it will have Karla's face on it. Such a promise to herself meant that she was going to give the whole ambush thing a go, where she was not going to fight fair, where she would not allow Karla to even utter a single word. She studied the red head, knew her routes and what she planning to do with some rather silent allies, mainly the benjamins and grants.

She found her prey, in a area that would normally be visited by many but even there Karina had her claws and fangs into the members. She knew what to play, she knew how to scheme and by god would the glare on her eyes be enough to unsettle most fighters in the class weight. She would wait for her prey to arrive, to step out and head deeper into the gym while Karina herself would simply wait inside the small equipment storage, arms crossed and waiting for Karla to arrive.

Spoiler

A cardinal sin had been committed by the red head and it was time for Karina to become the judge and executioner this day. Karla messed with the wrong predator and without a referee or staff members that would be in the area to actually prevent Karina from leaving her marks on Karla, it was not the waiting game, waiting almost impatiently for Karla from a rather darkened, blind angle... All she needed to wait for was for Karla to enter her line of sight from the flank she was going to ambush Karla from and then.. Well Karla will regret every bringing a weapon.

[Monsy]

This place wasn’t Reinhardt owned, but Karla found herself coming here nonetheless. Less danger found its way with how she handled herself in the ring. Would anyone really tussle with a woman who keeps brass knuckles and punches people on the skull? It was the third opponent who fell to it. Mixed with all the bites, the targeted malice and animalistic wrath that often untied itself from her regal posture, she was becoming something of a ghoul. As ghoulish as one flawless being who wore red and black short-shorts and a cropped top that bore her initials KRR.

Today was just an easy day, though. Time for her to recoup and ready for the next bout. It wasn’t intense training, but a standard session where she did some bench press, shoulder-press, dips and push-ups. But one of the machines was missing the clip-on grip she fancied, which made her roll her eyes. “Which Hundchen hid it. Tch.” Her eyes flicked to the small equipment storage, and dragged her feet over, mumbling curse words until she opened the door, and walked past Karina’s line of sight to the shelving unit. A hand yanked on a box, and she started rummaging inside — if anyone didn’t recognize that face, the red mane, muscly back and short stature was sure to dispel any doubt

[Ghost]

There was her target. The red head that seemed to be unaware of Karina's threatening presence, who was already crouched low and ready to charge into her opponent like she wanted to destroy the very core that had that body together. The girl was oblivious, walking past Karina without even spotting the long haired wild woman and that was all she needed to suddenly charge into. She leapt forward, deciding to lose some initial speed for the purpose closing the distance enough that the sound of Karina's boots hitting the ground would not have time enough to turn and prepare herself.

Karina would charge in low, arms ready to capture Karla and made only a few seconds get wasted in reaching Karla as she slammed into the girl's side, aiming to capture Karla and take her along for a few more steps, lifting the girl clean off her feet for that entire journey before she would put her foot forward, using it to stop herself almost abruptly and lifted Karla even higher.. Before she would send herself down for a full bend, all for the sake of slamming Karla down as hard as she could in this moment down upon the hardened floor, though aimed to make sure it was Karla's back which would hit the ground first.

[Monsy]

There wasn’t much to see at a glance.
Her muscles relaxed. Sure, she was jumpy and always peering over her shoulder for something imaginary, but it became an instinct she sooner accepted and usually didn’t waste her prized brain power on investigating. She was safe. Invincible. Untouchable. Until she wasn’t. A shoulder buried itself into her side. The pain was searing. Her body arched, teeth-clenched, eyes as wide as baseballs. One arm was wedged in-between shoulder and herself, the other held against her hip by Karina’s grip strength. She kicked up from the lift, legs shooting out then brought down and her body smacked. It felt like her organs slammed against the roof of her body. Her skull snapped back and whiplashed against the ground, turning a scream to but a pitiful groan. Hair swished over her eyes. She breathed heavily, her feet lifted and dropped against the ground, kicking. “W-What the…”

Still, she hadn’t identified anything. From darkness to having everything spinning. There wasn’t a solid figure in view, but collections of colour swirling, dancing and meshing. It was perhaps the most disorienting, unable to discern the ground from the ceiling, and her limbs were fuzzy, almost like they lost feeling for a moment, but she still clawed, and growled. Whoever this was, once she recouped, was dead.

[Ghost]

Karina had her motives to ambush Karla like this, yet the main thing she wanted here was to utterly destroy the redhead for the injustice she had done to Karina, which today was going to be a fierce lesson taught where Karla would never try again, or at the very least be a little more careful whom she did it too! The girl seemed pretty stunned from it all and it was time for Karina to take advantage from that, raising up enough to give Karla a glare before she hunkered low and would grab Karla by the arm and hair, tugging her up to sit, then slowly up to her feet along with Karina.

She would then tuck Karla's head closer and against her shoulder, sliding her hands down the woman's body and to the back of her knees, taking two solid handfuls of them before she push in while lifting Karla up by them, slowly pulling her up until the back of her neck was resting on Karina's shoulder while Karina's grasp went lower just to spread those legs.

Spoiler

Should Karla behave to that point, Karina would straight up and walk around while holding Karla like that, just hurting that neck a little more while spreading those legs wider, aiming to taunt Karla, or at the very least grant her more time to recover and realize what was going on before she would do anything else.

[Monsy]

The crash sent her thoughts into an inferno.
Discerning her bearings would be to move a mountain. But she caught a glimpse of that glare, and replied with one of her own. “Tk…” Her hair tugged her skull, neck, shoulders and soon she was peeled off the ground, with her arm trapped in their grasp. “I’m going to kill you.” Muttered Karla as she hobbled to her feet, only to be bent over, her nape pinned against Karina’s broad shoulders and taken up into the air! “NNGGH!” Her legs pulled, her spine curled into what felt like a bell. Her eyes and mouth scrunched and twisted. “NGGAAA!! LET ME GO, DOG! DON’T YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!” Following her incandescent spit of words, she tried fighting against Karina’s grasp as much as her small frame allowed, kicking her legs and reaching over to claw on Karina’s scalp.

[Ghost]

Now it was time for proper payback. Karla had dared to gain Karina's wrath in that match, which she would have respected Karla for had she not resorted to weaponry just to gain an edge on the now angry Behemoth. She would spread those legs wider when Karla began to yell out, though other than that she kept marching towards the numerous training mats which had been placed on the ground. She wasn't the one place them but at the very least they would serve well for her next moves and the attacks that would follow it.

Not letting Karla get too much time thinking of better ways to attack Karina other than clawing at her, Karina would charge forward to gain speed, then jumped off her feet to land butt first right down upon the mats to really bend and hurt Karla in a rather devious and powerful muscle buster! Well it wasn't something she actually used, there was always room for it. Right now, along with getting her revenge on Karla, she also aimed to practice new moves on her!

[Monsy]

The pain she endured was utter sacrilege. Burn in her joints, muscles and bones, like snake-bites with the leftover holes stretched by prodding fingers. She yelled and snarled, stretching until she felt like something would need to break if it went any further. Her eyelids screwed shut, and she bore the fall without a brace. All her weight stacked onto her neck. The discs in her spine compressed like metal plates slapping together, separated prior by a small disc of glass. “NNNGGGHHH…!!” In through the nose, and out. Karla’s body relaxed into the muscle buster, spent, rigid and too dizzy to move. The jerk stirred up her brain, leaving her to blink and groan without end.

[Ghost]

Karina had a clear path of destruction in mind. Karla had done something Karina couldn't forget nor forgive, there was a blood debt to be paid after that match and Karina came to collect with interest. She did not care if she would seriously hurt Karla in the process of it, the girl should not have considered even trying to taunt her after cheating a win out of Karina, who was now going to make sure Karla knew that point as she drove Karla down with the muscle buster, a devastating one at that which would surely test Karla's defenses and ability to deal with the pain!

Not wanting to remain in that position for long though, she would dumb Karla off her and next to the not rising Karina, who would nudge Karla onto her stomach so she could stand on the back of Karla's knees. She would begin to forcefully hook Karla's feet around Karina's legs, then reached forward to collect Karla's hands before she would rock back and forth a few times to gain enough momentum to roll herself backwards and lift Karla up high for a powerful Ceiling Hold! She would learn of Karina's endurance and strength the hard way, this time without the use of weapons and a referee that would stop Karina! Heck even rope breaks would have been ignored at this point had they been in a official ring!

[Monsy]

This whole thing was undeserved.
Someone was playing twisted games to send this meat-drone at her all. Maybe it was just being a sore puppy-loser. Being planted on the muscle buster didn’t finish any thoughts, however. Her body was up in ribbons. Her spine compressed, legs stretched and the jerk in her neck was no laughable feeling. Having turned to her belly, she brought her limbs in close, hands on her spasming nape. She would have brought the knees in too, if not for Karina stepping on the back, “H-HAAGH--” A heavyweight’s size was closer to a boulder. Once snatched by the wrists, there wasn’t much someone sixty-two inches could do, but hold, rock as they commanded and eventually stretch into a slinky over them! “AAAAGGGH!!!” Karla cried out, stretched stiff, with her abs almost pulled smooth, legs straight and coiled around Karina’s own. She whimpered and cried, her eyes going wet the longer it lasted… “P-Put m-Me down!!”