Zira C. Vs Maria C. - Legs. Legs. Legs.

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Spiked into the canvas, Maria was regretting not releasing her hold and then some now; hell, she wanted to kick herself for not at least attempting a hurricanrana or the sort. Now with no-one but herself to blame as she moaned and groaned with the fabric of the canvas against herself, Maria would roll her eyes as Zira offered both a retort and the closing of their distance.

Unable to do anything save for raise an arm seemingly in preparation for a rise, Maria's efforts would be stopped before they could truly start, courtesy of an axe kick delivered cleanly to her back. With Zira's foot finding the sweet spot, Maria fell against the canvas from what tiny distance she had made, thanks to the fact that for a brief moment all of her limbs lost power!

Now heaving against it with her nose pressed fully upon the fabric, Maria's regret at her choice to maintain the scissors above all else was now paying dividends. For she was but motionless, save for her rapid gaspings and load murmurs of pure agony!

[Bare]

Zira smirked slightly upon feeling her heel crash down hard into the spine of her opponent, squashing the red head back down into the mat beneath her and leaving her all but immobile for the older woman. "Heh... ok... lets try this." Zira breathed out as she bent down and grabbed a fist full of Maria's hair before giving a harsh tug on it.

"Up and attem.." Zira practically growled out to try and pull Maria up to her feet. Then if successful Zira would keep Maria bent forward before placing her head between her thighs, giving a little squeeze before grabbing hold of Maria's wide hips, giving her a little squeeze there as well... "Hup!"

Then with a grunt of effort Zira would pull up on her foe's waist, looking to lift Maria straight up until hr legs were over her shoulders, in position for an all too familiar move! "HAGHHH!" Zira roared out, dropping down and pulling her opponent with her to slam her into the mat with a sit out powerbomb which she called the Lunar Cycle! If successful she would drape her legs over her foe, trying to go for a pinfall attempt!

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The tall, powerful figure of Maria's was not easy to hoist nor throw, and yet the older more mature woman seemed to do so not only with ease, but elegance!

Even more so given the fact that Maria offered near enough no aid in her rise even to a stand, with the Italian woman too woozy to register the peril she was in!

Arms and legs drooping as Zira forced her up, Maria could but grasp onto the wide thighs of her foe as her head was pulled low. At least grateful of the fact those gargantuan thighs were not being used to crush her skull like a watermelon, Maria's gratefulness quickly dissipated in the face of what came next.

With her own thick legs atop Zira's shoulders in no time at all, all Maria could do was flail her arms and brace her torso as she was flung forward and down!

With the latter doing next to nothing to save her from the pain thrust upon her frame, as Zira wasted little time in her attempt to roll up the thick body of Maria. Something the referee was already privy too, given her hasty response!

"ONE..!" She'd cry out, with little reaction from the downed Italian who could do nothing but flutter her eyelids!

Was this to be the end of Maria's reign of wins? Was it to be described in Maria's LAW profile as short but sweet?!

[Bare]

Showing off just the kind of power a heavyweight such as herself wielded Zira had earned a raucous reaction from the crowd in the wake of the impressive signature powerbomb from the white haired beauty. Not wasting any time either Zira had mounted her foe and held her leg down, bearing her full weight upon the limbs while looking down at her with a smirk that screamed confidence. Especially as the ref counted higher and higher upon the mat making both Zira and the crowd think that Zira may very well win this here!

"TWO!!"

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Zira pressed down with force and weight that made Maria very much feel as though she was beneath a super heavyweight - for Zira's thighs were quite literally squeezing Zira's top half down into Maria's thighs, making this move as much a submission hold as it was a pinfall!

Body alight with agony, not only from the pin but from the powerbomb proceeding it, Maria had to force life into every single muscle she had just to even prepare herself to burst free. Never mind actively breaking the pin!

Pushing with so much strength that her body quite literally shook, a feral roar was to be released as Maria did so with her legs near breaking from the force she'd put upon them! It was to be a last ditch and damn close motion played out by the Italian, as the hand of the referee came down in tandem with her heave!

Was she to be too late in forcing the bottom heavy Zira off of her?!

[Bare]

Zira had her opponent in a precarious position, slamming the woman into the mat before pressing herself down against the woman, pressing her legs against the woman to insure her victory! Perhaps though Zira had gotten a bit too comfortable in her position of dominance, and as a result she didn't expect for Maria's sudden surge of strength, pushing even her off of her!

Rolling back from her opponent and pushing herself back up to her feet Zira had a look of surprise on her face before smirking. "Oh you got some more left huh? Well come on, get up and bring it!" Zira called out while raising her hand up, all but commanding the Italian girl to get up and once she did, she'd gesture to her chin, inviting her to throw a punch!

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Maria was free, but with absolutely no time to spare. The fact of which made her lose her cool quite a bit, given how close she had just come to defeat! Arguably so soon into their match!

Rising with considerably less gusto than her older foe, Maria's push to a stand would be paused if briefly by an attempt to soothe and rub down the ache pushed upon her frame. Breathing deep with her eyes to the legs of the bottom heavy woman before her, Maria's ego and desire to prove herself hadn't reached the point where she would rush in willingly and strike at an inviting-Zira. Though damn if it wasn't getting close.

Nay, in favor of accepting the offer of her foe, Maria would roll her shoulders before committing her figure to slow side step, as if circling her foe. With nothing more than a tut given at the invitation of a free punch, as Maria looked to suggest a more even, consensual restart to proceedings!

[Bare]

Zira was feeling things now, the match while still relatively young was getting her nice and excited. Waving her hands at Maria to get up and hit her was a testament of that fact, her desire for a fight overruling the idea of good strategy for the time being.

Not that Maria would play her game as rather than take the free shot she began to circle Zira instead. Getting what was going on and rolling her eyes Zira would turn and circle her opponent in kind with a narrowed look, clearly put off she didn't get her strike exchange... Only to dart forward to lock up with Maria and forcibly grapple with her!

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Maria was content with her choice - her arms raised to tie up with the older woman as she shot in. With such force that unsurprisingly the breathless Italian was sent back! Pulling at that grip as she did, to ensure Zira hadn't just forced her to stumble alone against the ropes to catch her in a rebound, Maria would look to use the mutual bounding off the ropes to her advantage.

For in keeping Zira close and pushing forward, she would then turn that quick momentum back on the veteran wrestler to force her to walk backwards with similar speed!

At such a pace that Maria was confident she would be able to suddenly rear up her knee into the gut of her foe - with enough force to turn this grapple entirely in her favor!

Her arms would already loosen in anticipation as she raised her knee, for with any luck she would see about forcing Zira to bend forward in gagging fashion. Cue her own arm hooking around the head of her foe, to pull it straight down with a snap DDT!

[Bare]

Knowing full well she had the advantage Zira was looking to further dictate the pace of the match, hence forcibly initiating a grapple against her opponent to try and force her off her game! Working initially she managed to force the Italian back against the ropes, so much so in fact that they even bounced off them. A situation that would unfortunately work against her, driving a knee into stomach as they came forward!

"Ugh!" Zira grunted out in pain, doubling over in the process, leaving her perfectly vulnerable for the woman to seize her head and drag her down, skull first into the mat with a ddt! Rolling forward onto her back with a groan of pain Zira was seeing stars, unable to respond for the time being!