Emerging Darkness: Selket vs Black Severin

[Bare]

Selket was in dire straights, both her head and leg were screaming in absolute agony and there wasn't a damn thing she could do about either of them right now but scream and thrash on the mat in pain! It was a position that Severin was quick to covet and make use of, approaching her from above and going for yet another submission that would target her leg once again. This time though it would be with a twist. Grasping her leg and bending it over his neck Selket would feel herself start to get turned over towards her stomach, waking her up enough to realize the danger she was in! "No! No! Agh! Get off!" Selket demanded and moaned as she braced her hands against the mat and twisted her hips, trying desperately to keep from being rolled over all the way, but it was a losing effort and before she knew it she was forced over onto her stomach, the hold locked in to its full effectiveness against her as once more her leg felt like it was about to snap from the pressure forced upon it!

[DSX93]

Selket fought tooth and nail, giving Severin every last bit of the fight he expected and then some. Cranking the hold he already had only got him only so far against what was not only her heavier build, but the entirety of the force of her will.

"Come on!"

The longer this struggle continued, the more it felt like it could be as much of a make or break moment for him as it was for her. If she got out of this thing and mounted a comeback...With her having gotten the business like this from some nobody rookie like him serving as even more fuel on top of the adrenaline that had to be surging through her system, he knew that it would be his ass. He couldn't let that happen!

"Come on!"

The pragmatist in him stated the obvious solution: Put everything he had left into it. All the muscle he was holding back. She got out of a hold because he didn't listen to it before, which could have been bad news right there, but he got this windfall instead. He wasn't about to make the same mistake again.

This time, he listened, pushing back his concerns over a possible injury as far back into his mind as he could. It was just the name of the game. Everybody who steps in between these ropes knows the risks. It doesn't have to mean its personal.

And he needs this. If this leads to a win, it could put him on the map!

The effort had him grunting through gritted teeth...And it would eventually see him through. When he finally stepped over, he didn't waste any more time being gentle, plopping right down onto her back to bring her down flat into the mat before squeezing her leg as tightly as he could.

[Bare]

Selket was in an agonizing amount of pain right now as she remained locked in the brutal leg submission of Black Severin, resisting like hell as much as she could, hoping to try and break herself free, get to the ropes, something. None of it happened though. Despite all her resistance she was trapped. Nothing she could do could force Severin to let go.

In fact if anything he was only doubling down the force of the hold, bringing her leg down more and bending her body to the utmost limit to the point it felt like her leg was going to break in half! So much so that she just couldn't take anymore, she had no other choice. "FUCKKK! LET GOOOO!" Selket roared as she began to slap her hand against the mat repeatedly, tapping out to the submission hold!

[DSX93]

"FUCKKK! LET GOOOO!"

No way in hell was he about to do that until-

Severin's eyes went wide at the sound. No way. Was that not her fist pounding into the-

Holy shit, the ref's signaling for the bell. The ref is signaling for the bell!

Severin let Selket go and stood, feeling like he was going to open his eyes to the sight of the ceiling lights any second now. His

His hand was raised, and the crowd went quiet. They had to be in as much disbelief as he was, if not more.

Here.

"Here is your winner, Black Severin!"

He'd be waking up here.

And then they started cheering. That moment of waking into what was really a defeat still wasn't happening. And it wasn't going to. He did it. He raised his other hand in triumph, feeling like he was floating.

Holy shit! He did it!

A couple members of the medical personnel entered the ring to check on his defeated -- yes, defeated -- foe. And that was when the guilt set in. He'd wrenched that hold in pretty damn hard. After watching them work for a few moments, he asked, "Is she gonna be okay?" He breathed easy upon hearing that he hadn't caused any serious injuries and promptly went right back into that feeling of being in a conscious dream, leaving without any plays to the crowd. Not even so much as a bow.

"I did it." He said to himself as he made his way back up the stage. "I did it." Against one of the best that LAW had to offer. It almost felt like he'd won a belt!

Severin was maybe about five seconds past stepping through the curtain again when he heard that familiar excited squeal coming from down the hall. Beatriz would meet him with a warm glomp, bouncing by the balls of her booted feet when he set her down -- and oh wow, the last three years have done a couple things for her.

"Dude! You were awesome!"

Not knowing what to say, Severin defaulted to just standing there with a goofy smile on his face before the blonde took his arm in hers and led him back to her locker room. They had to talk about this!

[Bare]

Selket was hissing softly in pain as she tended to her leg after finally being freed from the submission hold of Severin. Medical staff quickly coming in to check on her and insure she was alright before being eased out of the ring. Something she would have normally waved off angrily but not today, no she was not in a physical or mental place to retaliate, instead all she could do, besides cradling her leg was looking up and glaring at her opponent even as she was helped out of the ring and to the back, silently vowing vengeance on the man even as he celebrated, promising that tonight would not be the last he saw of her...

Winner by submission: Black Severin