Clyde Gastin Vs. Luong Chun - Game of Thrones

[Rawg]

Clyde plastered into the corner for survival and then was shocked and effectively gagged when Luong’s foot mashed to his throat with enough force to make Clyde’s legs kick up!

“BLEGH!!” He gagged and sputtered as he held onto her ankle, his hands pawing at her long, lush and toned leg as the ref counted to four.

“Alright that’s enough! Break!” She said, ordering Luong to break the choke. If Luong did, Clyde would slump against the corner, his arms draped around the ropes to keep himself from falling.

[BlackAkuma]

Luong kept her position as Clyde struggled, showing her exceptional balance while the man squirmed. It made for a truly pathetic sight, a worm writhing on the hook, but she found it amusing in a morbid way. There was something so satisfying about watching the inept suffer, as if this was the natural order of things.

Unfortunately, there had to be a limit to such things, and she reached hers as the referee counted upwards. She waited until the last second, the last instant, before she pulled away and stepped back to the center of the ring, hands on his and a bored look across her face.

She waited there while he coughed and sputtered, and took a moment to check her nails. When it looked like he could continue, she merely extended her hand and beckoned him on, encouraging him to try again.

Luong still had many lessons to teach…

[Rawg]

Clyde slumped and gasped for air in the same desperate motion, sucking for oxygen while pushing his head up to gaze at the refined woman standing across from him, waiting for him with hands on her hips and while looking bored and expantant. Such a display demoralized and humilated Clyde as he watched this glorified runway model check her nails before calling him with her hand. Clyde grit his teeth.

"Rrrgh!" With renewed vigor, Clyde peeled himself from the corner and rushed Luong, firing two jabs, one for her midsection, the other at her chest before lashing out with a clothesline just under her jaw to try and slam her to the canvas!! A small rush full of frustration and gritty determination.

"Haaah!"

[BlackAkuma]

Luong had been here before. Not with Clyde, of course, but with similar opponents. Men who she’d demoralized, denigrated, and destroyed. It all followed a simple pattern, one that she was accustomed to, and she knew it would be no different in this case.

Those expectations were dashed, however, when Clyde came bursting towards her with a surprising display of aggressiveness, taking her wholly off guard. His jabs landed and left her stunned, so much so that she wasn’t able to do anything when he came at her with a stiff clothesline. The blow landed, right on target, and brought her crashing to the mat.

[Rawg]

Clyde winced with sympathy after flooring Luong! He didnt like striking a pretty lady but she was kicking his ass!

“Sorry lady! But maybe you’ll be less cocky!” The cowboy quipped as he loomed over Luong and grabbed her wrist to make her stand . Giving her more of a slow pull than a yank before he wrapped his arms around her waist to carry her bridal style before dropping to a knee to try and split poor Luong down the middle with one mean Backbreaker!!!

“HMPH!!”

[BlackAkuma]

While Luong would not go so far as to admit that she was in trouble, there was no denying that this was not going in the way she had preferred. Through sheer luck on his part, Clyde had managed to get the better of her for the time being. It was a situation that she would rectify soon enough, but until the opportunity provided itself, she was not in the best of positions.

It would only grow worse, as he suddenly lifted her up and brought her crashing down, splitting her spine along his knee and forcing her to let out an undignified shriek. She hit the mat and rolled away from the impact, groaning all the way, until she came to a rest on the ring apron with one leg hanging over the side.

[Rawg]

Clyde winced after slamming Luong, hearing her shrill shriek that made him grit teeth and shut one eye.

"Sorry!" He chimed to her in sympathy. He was surprised! For a someone who could kick so damn hard, she sure couldn't take a hit! He actually felt bad...

That said, Clyde watched her hit the mat and roll away with a audible groan that made him blush as she watched the tall, voluptuous woman sprawl out over the apron with her long leg hanging off the side.

Clyde marched after her, going for that one leg still in the ring, gripping her leg gently by the ankle and looking to drag her back to the center of the ring.

"You'll do good ta' stay down after this, missy... Least still the timer runs out." He said sternly as he went to grab Luong by her arm to haul her up so Clyde could wrap her up into a vertical suplex position.

[BlackAkuma]

This was embarrassing. Beyond embarrassing, truly.

It was one thing for a man like this to get some temporary advantage over Luong. As much as she wanted to have a perfect match, she could concede that she wasn’t perfect, and that mistakes would happen, and she was bound to find herself in a position like this sooner or later. What set her teeth to grinding most of all, however, was to have Clyde’s pity as he tried to press his advantage, acting like she was some dainty waif that needed to be coddled. That condescending, patronizing tone, speaking to her as if they were equals. That drove her madder than any damage he could’ve hoped to do. A true insult.

She would not stand for it. Not one bit.

As Clyde picked her up and attempted a vertical suplex, Luong sprung into action. Before he could bring her down for the plunge, she used her flexibility to bring her knee down, driving it hard into the top of his skull, hammering him on the top of his head. There was a real chance this would result in a less than pleasant fall for the both of them, but she couldn't care less at the moment. She just wanted to cause him pain.

[Rawg]

"Hup!"

Clyde had Luong up into the air, keeping her long lush legs high above them as he prepared to slam her back down into the canvas... At least that was the plan before Luong's leg casted down, the top of her knee slamming downward right onto the top of Clyde's thick skull!

"GNNKK!" The blow rattled Clyde, his senses shut down and scrambled by the disorienting hammer to his head as his own knees buckled before his grip gave way and he unceremoniously let go of Luong while Clyde was reeling from the blow to the top of his noggin!

[BlackAkuma]

After the blow to Clyde’s skull, Luong threw her legs back and came down on her feet, landing with the sort of flawless grace and skill that one would expect from her pedigree. Her opponent’s descent was far less graceful, of course - he came down to his knees before her, a fitting position, clearly stunned by her blow, and it wasn’t about to get any better for him.

Luong took a brief second to dust herself off, then spun into action, moving in a flurry. She twisted around, a full circle, and shot her leg out with all the combined momentum, slamming her heel into his face with a spinning heel kick, one that put all of her considerable power behind it.