The last test: Ryukyu vs Eleanor Garnier

[APlaying]

Ryukyu as soon as she noticed that her hands were slowly coming out of Eleanor's grip, she took the opportunity to pull both wrists and get out at once, the Japanese wasted no time and began to tickle her opponent from the waist to her ribs. Eleanor shuddered at the action and her pressure began to ease, Ryukyu at this point could breathe freely, and her chest began to expand and contract with each breath.

Little by little the Japanese girl would slowly pull Eleanor off of her as she continued to tickle her, until she was lying on her back on the mat. Ryukyu was pleased by this and immediately removed her hands from her opponent, although doing all this took some time and she was feeling a bit tired. "Aagh... Haah..." Ryukyu stumbled a bit as she tried to get up, from the looks of her it seemed like it would take her a bit longer to get herself together, luckily Eleanor would give her enough time to do so.

"HAah, hah... You're stronger than I thought" He said as he put one of his hands on the back of his neck and managed to sit up. "I don't think I can try again anyway, if you push me like that again." Ryukyu wanted to take advantage of the moment when Eleanor was trying to pull herself together to attack her, but she simply wasn't given the energy to do so, and it was partly a good experience to improve her way out of this situation.

Ryukyu would try to get up but she would fall on his knees resting her hands on the mat, but she would manage to stand up little by little, unfortunately now she was vulnerable before Eleanor.

[Arby]

As Ryukyu withdrew, Eleanor took this moment to collect herself. She could sense the fatigue in her opponent's movements, a sign that her strategy has proved to be effective. With a slight smirk, Eleanor acknowledged Ryukyu's efforts. "You're not half bad yourself. But don't think I'll give you a chance to recover."

With a sudden burst of speed, Eleanor closed the distance between them. As Ryukyu struggled to regain her footing, Eleanor capitalized on her momentary weakness, launching herself forward with a swift kick aimed at Ryukyu's midsection. The impact would knock the wind out of her opponent, leaving her momentarily stunned.

With Ryukyu momentarily incapacitated, Eleanor wasted no time in following up her attack. She closed in on her opponent, ready to deliver a devastating move. With a deft twist of her body, Eleanor aimed to lock Ryukyu into a punishing hold, her grip unyielding as she sought to assert her dominance once more.

With a fluid motion, Eleanor's arm wrapped around Ryukyu's neck, pulling her head back in a tight chokehold. She applied pressure steadily, ensuring that Ryukyu felt every ounce of her strength bearing down on her. Surprisingly enough, despite Eleanor's frame, she was quite strong. It would make sense since, as a wrestler who excels in submission holds, need to be able to keep her opponents down for as long as possible. This hold was designed to restrict her opponent's airflow, leaving her gasping for breath. And to make sure that she does not try to reach for the ropes again, she proceeds to slowly crawl to the center. Creating a bigger distance between the ropes and her opponent.

As the crowd watched and cheered on both fighters in the ring, Eleanor's determination burned even brighter, her eyes gleaming with a fierce intensity. This match was far from over, and Eleanor was determined to emerge victorious. But she will try to make this match end quickly and in the way she wants it to end. With Ryukyu at her mercy, Eleanor is prepared to unleash the full extent of her skills, ready to claim her rightful place in L.A.W. This might be the Young Lioness' final test of sorts but being the competitive gal that she is, she is not going to go easy. All she cared about was winning and grabbing the attention of the audience.

[APlaying]

Due to her state, Ryukyu was unable to react in time to the sudden kick Eleanor would give to her toned and soft abdomen, the Japanese woman would lean forward from the pain, being stunned by the sudden impact. Her would take advantage and wrap one of her arms around her neck, Ryukyu could do nothing to avoid the next move.

“G-GUUUUGH!” The young lioness felt retching when Eleanor pulled her backwards, falling backwards along with her on the canvas, to make the situation worse Ryukyu would be dragged towards the center of the ring making her exit even more difficult, her hands immediately grabbed the arm she had around her neck, hoping to loosen the pressure a little. However this would be useless, Ryukyu was in a very bad situation, her head tilted back looking directly into Eleanor's eyes, Ryukyu's eyes on the other hand were narrowed and starting to glaze over, her pupils started to tremble as she was out of breath.

“NOOooOo...” Ryukyu didn't know what to do, she could barely wearily pull out of the pressure of Eleanor's Breast Smother, this grip on the other hand was even harder to undo, she had to think of something if she wanted to keep fighting, she gritted her teeth hard as she tried to endure the pain. And with all her strength she shook from side to side.

[Arby]

Eleanor's expression shifted from confidence to surprise as she witnessed the Young Lioness constantly moving to avoid being rendered unconscious. It was a testament to the tenacity and resilience of her opponent, qualities Eleanor hadn't fully anticipated. Despite her frustration, Eleanor was determined to maintain her hold and secure a swift and victory.

"Come on... Just close your eyes and let this end already-" Eleanor's huffs. She had entered the match with the expectation of quick dominance, underestimating the fighting spirit and fortitude of the Young Lioness. Now, faced with the reality of a potentially long struggle, Eleanor grappled with her own growing impatience.

As the constant movement and resistance from Ryukyu weakened Eleanor's grip, she felt a twinge of frustration. Each passing moment brought her closer to losing control, a fact she found unacceptable. Yet, despite her efforts to maintain her hold, Ryukyu would manage to break free, forcing Eleanor to retreat momentarily.

"You got lucky," Eleanor muttered through gritted teeth, her annoyance evident in her tone. Though she tried to conceal her frustration, Eleanor couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment at her inability to end the match right then and there.

Refusing to allow setbacks to deter her, Eleanor quickly recalibrated her strategy. Instead of attempting another submission hold, she opted to unleash a flurry of strikes, hoping to weaken her opponent through brute force. Though her technique lacked finesse, the force behind her blows was undeniable. But this would creat an opening for Ryukyu to exploit.

[APlaying]

While Eleanor's dominance was overwhelming, Ryukyu was not willing to give up so quickly on the day of her graduation, the Japanese woman shuddered from side to side, seeking to weaken her opponent's grip and get free, her hips trembled a little at the sudden kicks, while her body jerked wildly.

Ryukyu could feel Eleanor's grip slowly loosening, so she began to arch her body and kick against the mat to push herself backwards, and her efforts were slowly rewarded once Eleanor released her. Ryukyu immediately rolled to the side until she lay face down on the mat, the intense struggle had left her very tired, the strands of her hair covered part of her face, and some even stuck together with sweat from her forehead.

“Aahg... Aahg...” Ryukyu would try to get up quickly, while trying to breathe heavily. It hadn't been easy so far, but she had to manage to cope with Eleanor somehow, though it seemed the white-haired girl was starting to lose her composure, which made Ryukyu let out a light laugh that was quickly overshadowed by a grimace of pain. Eleanor had started throwing punches to her belly, chest and face.

Ryukyu tried to cover herself as best she could from the blows, some of them landed hard enough to mold between her curves, they were hard enough to send the Japanese woman backwards until she crashed backwards into the turnbuckles in one of the corners of the ring. The referee immediately intervened to separate them, a moment that Ryukyu would take advantage of to give herself a breather while brushing with the palm of her hand the locks scattered across her forehead.