Karla “Ray” Reinhardt vs Panther Risako (Apex Qualifier)

[Monsy]

This woman deserved EVERYTHING they were getting.
Karla had to punish them thoroughly. Her boot moved on its own, heel like a hammer. Once the strike finished on her chest, Karla panted, combing her hands through her hair. As boos rained, Karla scoffed pointing down, “Boo this loser of a Hundchen, not me! This. Cheater! You. Don’t. Break. Karla Ray Reinhardt’s pins.”

Karla dropped down to one knee by their side, reached for their hair and sought to tangle her hands inside the locks. Then she lifted the head off the canvas and tried ramming it against the canvas. The malice was genuine like pure gold. Whatever took the fight out of them. Got more of those screams. And took away the crowd’s support.

[Arjuna]

Risako was on the mat, still reeling from everything that she had taken from Karla. Then, Karla decided to capitalize on this by getting on one knee, grabbing her by her hair before she lifted her head off the mat so that she could ram it against the canvas.

"URGHHHH!"

This left the former Wrestle Angel disoriented even more. Thing didn't seem too good for Risako at the moment, and for the time being, she had no real way of defending herself from whatever Karla would throw at her next.

[Monsy]

After running their pretty old face into the canvas, Karla got close to their ear, “What’s the matter?! Feeling a little weak??! I bet!! Hunchen!” She laughed, her tone full of spittle and ill-remorse, like it was purposed at just showing just how much control she had, to deny basic respect. Soon though, she stepped over them, one leg at each hip, and tried slithering her arms beneath their waist. Then she heaved, hoping to bring them closer to a stance, again and again, tugging. If she got them up, then she would arch back in one last haul, throwing them back into the turnbuckle pads with a German suplex!

[Arjuna]

Risako gritted her teeth, feeling extremely displeased by the disrespect that Karla had shown her so far. Still, with her head still ringing from having been rammed face first onto the mat, there was little she could do here. And then, she could feel Karla's arms around her waist as she was then pulled up. Still disoriented, Risako was unable to stop her opponent as she was then hoisted up and throw down onto the mat with a German suplex!

"AARGHHHHH!!"

She cried out as her body hit the mat once more. Her body folded up, her backside sticking up in the air and her head was ringing after she was brought low onto the mat. Things had gotten from bad to worse for Panther Risako, and Karla would certainly take advantage of this now that she had an upper hand over her.

[Monsy]

Almost like a hidden switchblade in Karla’s arsenal was the power in her frame. Carved arms and legs, abdominals and sides. She was a bastion of iron. Perfection, if she ever looked in the mirror. And that strength now weaponised to put Panther Risako on her back. Karla rolled herself up, stacked knees towards her chest and got onto her shoulders before exploding to her feet with a kip-up.

“NOW, CHEER.” Both arms stretched out, hands open, pointing at herself. The crowd booed. “BOO THE HUNDCHEN WHO IS ABOUT TO LOSE.” Miffed, Karla walked in a circle, now at Risako’s air-pointed hips. She took one boot, lifted and stepped on their ass cheek, pushing down to apply a pinfall.

The ceiling beckoned her eyes to stare, still holding her arms out like a wingspan and smiling all the same. And the referee, unbiased, joined them at their side to count the loathsome pinfall!

[Arjuna]

Suplexed into the mat by her opponent, Risako was left disoriented and dizzied. She could barely hear the boos that the crowd seemed to be throwing her opponent's way. Still with her ass up in the air, Risako then felt Karla's foot on her backside, and the referee had decided that it was enough to count as a pinfall attempt.

"ONE!"

"TWO!"

Right after the count of two, Risako kicked out, breaking the pin. She would get her body fully on the mat, groaning in pain. Even though she managed to kick out, she was still in danger, with Karla being able to do anything to her while she was still down. Things didn't look good for the former Wrestle Angel, it seemed.

[Monsy]

When the world watches you, you want to put on your best smug. The pinfall, if gotten, would be just the immortalising image she craved. Or, Tuesday. She lifted the brow once they escaped, stifled a laugh as they didn’t seem too eager to gain vengeance. Why would a Hundchen be capable of that anyway, they can only fall on their face. So, she walked around, leaned over and grabbed their hair, trying to bring them to their knees, where she crouched in front of them, licking her own teeth as she shook her head. “USELESS.” Karla shouted with a spray of spit, then throw a punch aimed for their jaw.

[Arjuna]

Still trying to recover after kicking out, Risako was still in danger before Karla. Then she was pulled up, her hair grabbed by her opponent before she was forced to look at that smug face of hers. Scowling, Risako had to endure this humiliation before she took a punch to her jaw.

"NNGUHH!!"

Falling on the mat, Risako was in great danger. Things didn't look too good for the former Wrestle Angel at the moment, and for the time being, all she could do was focus on regaining her strength, and she doubted that her opponent would give her even a second of it.

[Monsy]

They didn’t deserve a SECOND of recovery time. After they went down, it was just more blood in the water. It was such a kick of dopamine just knocking them around. That scream. Picture perfect, down to the last crumb of it. So when they went down, Karla picked up their leg, just one, tucking it underneath her armpit. She looked out to the jeering crowds and blew a kiss. Then she tried to turn Panther Risako over onto her stomach, and threw herself back until her head landed just over their shoulder, torqueing back a bridging single-leg Boston crab!

[Arjuna]

Risako was still on the mat, still reeling from the punch to her jaw. While she tried to regain her bearing, Risako seemed to get next to no time to actually do so as Karla went ahead to grab one of her legs and roll Risako over onto her stomach. Knowing what was coming next, Risako braced herself before she was subjected to a single-legged Boston crab, with Karla yanking her leg further back to the point she ended up bridging herself.

"AAAGHHHH!!!"

Risako screamed, closing her eyes tightly as she tried to endure the pain. For the time being, all she could manage right now was to drag herself towards the nearest ropes, but the progress would be slow and painful, and she knew that her endurance was running out the longer she was trapped in the painful hold.