Evelyn Fallanger vs Airani Dwi Melati Sukma

[Monsy]

She sucked in a gallon of air at long last, easing the invisible straightjacket on her chest. Though her desire to fight at the moment remained low. Pain was something she needed time for, something she can overcome, just with enough of it. But that made for bad wrestling acumen, slipping into a subsequent hold where her ankle and leg bone chewed on its neighbour. Her leg ignited and she bit her teeth, screaming into them, then turned on her stomach, propping up on both elbows and shaking her head. “Gk…” The referee got low to ask. Did she submit? Did she?

No. Not a chance, yet.
She had much to give, everything to prove and a mountain's worth of strength still in the tank. Somewhere, she needed to draw the line with losing, easier said than done, but she needed to try. So her hands stomped on the canvas, one after the other and pushed her chest off the canvas. Teeth found her lower-lip and, hissing, eyes shut so the lids had wrinkles. A line of sweat trickled, from exertion and stress. Then she exhaled, calm and slow. She tucked her head and rolled forward, hoping to send Aira scampering forward, and use that momentum to land on her feet, though with one leg easing off the ground and resting by its toes.

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Aira stood firmly as she kept Evelyn's leg held tightly onto her chest. She twisted her foot and yanked her towards the center of the ring where she'll stand firm. Grunting out as she tried her best to put as much damage as she could to her opponent. She counted on Evelyn to fight back, she do want to have a nice back to back fight after all. Not one where she just dominate her opponent. She really wants to improve...

She kept her attention to Evelyn's upper body movement. She had a hunch, from all the signs that Evelyn showed in her movement. Aira prepared herself so that she don't get caught that much off when Evelyn made her move. And when Evelyn rolled forward while forcefully pulling her trapped leg off. Aira promptly let go and stumbled forward. She catches the top rope and grips it. Stopping her movement, she glanced to the crowd. The crowd cheered and gave the girls fair applause with their starting exchange.

Aira smiled acknowledging the crowd before turning around, taking her attention back to Evelyn. "Hey, good showing so far. Keep up alright?" Aira let out as she waited for Evelyn to rise up to her feet.

[Monsy]

Pain wasn’t anybody’s favourite, and it was time she stopped seeing it as special. It didn’t need to have such a death grip on her. She can beat it. Try to. At the very least, try harder. Maybe not too long ago, this hold might’ve got her. Ankle locks terrified her in their simplicity, and the fear of breaking little bones, tearing up her muscle was beyond anything she wanted to risk. Countering seemed like a survival instinct, but she had it and rose to one foot while Aira remained, but also stayed up. They had returned to neutral, and Evelyn looked out to the crowd, smiled and nodded.

“You got it! Let's show them how hard we prepared.”

Evelyn pointed a finger-gun at Aira and it reared back, “Bang!” And the crowd joined it with a “Bang!” of their own. She shuffled forward, clearly guarding one leg, with an arm across her chest, she swung it and aimed to slash Aira’s chest with a chop!

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Aira remain keeping her distance from Evelyn. Letting her opponent stood back up and let her acknowledge the cheers from the crowd. Smiling warmly as she took notice on how Evelyn kept that leg Aira twisted earlier out of the way. Nodding as Evelyn replied, showing that there's no hard feelings at all and that they're here to impress everyone watching.

With that, Aira walked towards Evelyn and braced her chest for a strike. Surely enough as they can reach each other, Evelyn swung her hand out! "Ghhh!!!" Aira grunted out as that hand chopped across her chest! Her arm tenses as her breasts wobbled with the impact. She took a step back and reactively placed her right hand over her chest.

"My turn now." She declared as she took a step forward and readies her hand for a retaliation chop. "Chesss..." She let out as she reeled her hand and primed her chop. "TOH!" She swung her hand forward, open palm and aimed straight towards Evelyn's chest! Intending to give Evelyn her own powerful chop!

[Monsy]

Clean as a whistle.
It always had its way of getting the crowd to stir. The stinging, almost burning slap of flesh. You didn’t need much to see the mark. The thunderclap. Evelyn knew what came after and stood with wide feet, smiling, but furrowing her brows, determined - and walked one pace forward, almost challenging Aira’s strike. It cracked off her chest and collar. Her mounds would have shook more if she didn’t put an arm over her chest. She yelped, tucked herself in and squeezed her eyes shut.

“Phewwww…” Evelyn peeped with one eye, then flashed a grin, “Killer.”

Then she raised her hand, drew a finger-gun and fired, “Bang.”

That arm went across her chest, her stance turned bladed, strafed once forward and yelled, “HAAAAAHHHH!!” And swung, this time, a chop worth its weight in shotgun slugs. This was no one-two, this was a contest within a contest.

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The chop landed clean. Aira grinned as she puffed her chest forward after the chop. Knowing clearly that this is a striking contest which the crowd reacted to fairly well as each strike landed on each other. She patted her chest lightly as if telling Evelyn where to strike as she taunted. "Harder!" She wanted Evelyn to strike harder. And as that chop comes...

"Ghhh--hiii..." Aira gritted her teeth as the chop landed! Her breasts shook as she took a few step back. Doubling over as she held her stinging chest with her hand and hisses out. "Aahh..." She huffed out while rubbing her chest lightly before standing back up. As she let go of her chest. It was clear that her chest reddened from how strong the chop was.

"That hits hard." She commented, Aira then stepped in range once again. Though she doesn't seem to go for a chop this time as her left hand reaches forward and reaches for the back of Evelyn's neck. Gripping the back of her neck to keep her in place. She then swing her right arm forward and goes intently on smashing her forearm onto Evelyn's cheek!

[Monsy]

This was a chance she didn’t quite get often. A show to prove she can put something forward, fight and bite!
So when it came to eating the next strike. She would take all of it, and gestured for Aira to give it all to her. That manifested with her cheek getting whacked. Her head pinged back, with a foot retreating. A whimper came out, and dizziness sunk its jaws in. Now would be the normal time to tuck tail, but that wasn’t about to happen.

Not this time.
Evelyn steadied her posture and footing, sunk her hand to the back of Aira’s nape and gave a steely stare, declaring a war. “Lets go!” She smiled, already wearing her reddened cheek like a natural, then threw her forearm into their face, returning salvo! If this girl wanted to dance until one gives, she’d be more than happy to trade in this form. Shot after shot! Machine-gun forearms.