Anna began to whine when Camalette started to put pressure on her chin. Instead of making into this move a rest hold, Camalette started to swing Anna around to further emphasize the control that she has on the British DJ!
"Aaaaaaghh! Gaaahhh!"
Anna groaned out as she was doing her best to endure this simple yet effective chinlock. Eventually after 10 seconds of being stalled, Anna began to stand up to her feet before placing a hard elbow shot on Camalette's gut area before taking control of her opponent's arm...wrenching it before placing Camalette's own hand behind the back of her head!
"How does that feel huh!? Huh!? I can be technical too!"
Anna shouted as she wrenched Camalette's arm! Spoiler
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Camalette really wanted to let Anna know that she was not worth the Deadly Runways' time. There were a lot of things that infuriated Camalette about Anna, from her mere presence to the fact that she can have a match against someone the stature of Camalette, and Camalette wanted to teach her a violent lesson, because she was not just a pretty face. Only the lowest of the low would call her vocabulary like a bitch, and that just proved the distance in stature between her and Anna.
She thrusted Anna to the left and to the right with as much force as possible, making sure the swings were as violent as possible, so that Anna learned where her place is in society. If there was anything Camalette loved as much as the hottest fashion of France, it was doing violent things to those lesser then her.
"What are you doing? STAY DOWN!" Camalette said as to her surprise, Anna started lifting herself back up to her feet as the crowd cheered her on. Camalette tried pushing her back down while in the chinlock, but it seemed like that was no use as Anna successfully made it to her feet.
"OOMPH!" Was the sound Camalette made when she was hit by a surprise elbow to her midsection by Anna, causing her to fully let go of her grip and regress to holding her midsection. How did this scoundrel catch her off guard. There was no way.
Because she was paying attention to her painful midsection, Camalette did not notice that Anna managed to grab one of her arms, and wrenched it towards the back of her head. "AAAAH!" Camalette screamed, as she was unable to make an eligible response to what Anna said.
She had no response to Anna's arm wrench, and she had to think of how to get out.
"Now you know how it feels to be the one beneath!"
Anna yelled out and smirked when she heard Camalette cry out in agony. This was exactly what the Brit wanted as she continued to apply pressure to her opponent's shoulder!
Camalette hated the fact that she had been put in such a position by Anna of all people, the pain running through her arm like snake venom breaking down a body. Camalette needed to find some way to get out of this hold. There was no way she was submitting to someone like Anna.
In a desperate attempt to get out of the hold, Camalette pulled back her free arm, getting it ready. And hopefully when Anna starts doing her always undeserved trash talk, Camalette would start elbowing her in the midsection.
Hopefully this will put Anna in her place before she even thinks she could tap out Camalette Faucher.
Anna was hell bent on destroying Camalette's arm as she wrenches it as hard as she can. However doing so, the Purple haired DJ's midsection was exposed as her opponent would instinctively punch at her exposed gut! This caused Anna to grunt and lossen her grip of Camalette's arm ad she staggers back and clenches her midsection area!
Camalette finally freed herself from the extremely painful arm wrench that the wrench knows as Anna Evans put her through. Camalette held her arm in pain in front of her body, and even though she was grimacing from it, Anna did indeed do a number to her arm, she still let out a smug grin on her face, knowing the opportunity to give Anna a repercussion for her actions was available.
Knowing that one of her arms is temporarily disabled, Camalette had another idea of how to deal damage, especially to that midsection she had struck earlier. So Camalette walked over to Anna, ready to deal some damage.
“Have some of this, lowlife!” Camalette said while attempting to use her good arm to grab the back of Anna’s head and pull her towards Camalette. She would then attempt to launch a knee straight into Anna’s midsection. She was going to make this low life pay.
And make Anna pay indeed as Camalette would use her good arm to pull the Purple haired Brit's gut straight to her knee. This caused the wind to be knocked out of Anna as she groans and doubles over before going down on both knees to clench her midsection area!
Camalette’s smug smile came out, as she could feel all the air being taken out of Anna’s system, like the wretch deserved. Seeing Anna fall to her knees, being only up to Camalette’s thighs. “Now this is your standing compared to mine.” Camalette declared, always thinking of herself as above everyone else.
After that, Camalette would take a few steps backwards, as she prepared to hit Anna with another devastating strike.
Suddenly, Camalette came dashing towards the kneeling Anna, attempting to hit her with a running knee strike to the face.
Anna couldn't stand Camalette's trash talking ad the Brit was trying to get back on her feet. However her opponent had already taken a few steps back and when the purple haired Brit got to uer feet she was met with a knee to the face!
SMACK!!
Anna fell down to the stiff strike as she collapses onto a supine position with her hands above her head!
Camalette’s smugness was rising rapidly, as she saw Anna collapse to the mat in a heap after the knee strike, she gave Anna. “Finally, you are in your proper place.” Camalette said, knowing what she would have to do next to truly prove her superiority to Anna.
The crowd gave Camalette a voracious amount of boos as she pranced her way over to Anna’s collapsed body and did something very simple however very disrespectful.
She put one boot on Anna’s chest and asked the referee to start counting the pin. The referee checked if Anna’s shoulders were on the mat and started counting.
ONE!
Camalette looked down upon Anna with a confident smile on her face, knowing that she won and Anna was no match for her.
