Submission Match: Karen Adams vs Ryota Ito

[armandi]

Karen was obviously very busy arguing with the referee. She was very dissatisfied because the referee interfered and stopped the fight. The opponent took advantage of this situation. She would be able to stand up and slowly move towards Karen.

However, the German woman would try to remain vigilant and look at the approaching enemy out of the corner of her eye. She would tug on the referee's hand as if she wanted to push it aside and then also move towards the enemy as if she wanted to grab it and lock herself in an embrace while showing her strength and dominance. However, the opponent seemed to jump back. Karen frowned and moved forward. She would like to lock her opponent in an embrace and, if she succeeds, push her to the ropes.

The German knew that her opponent had certainly suffered seriously, so all she needed was a few more blows and victory was already assured.

[BlackAkuma]

No, sorry, not going to happen. Karen was a woman of few words, but all the same, Ryota could hear her intent loud and clear - she wanted to lock horns, to push her back to the ropes and retake control, and that was something she simply could not allow to happen. She needed time to recover, she needed outs, and more than anything she needed a way to reverse things. She got the distinct impression that the next time she found herself in a submission hold, she wouldn’t be able to get out.

Some subterfuge, then. After she jumped out of Karen’s range, she waited for her opponent to move in, still locking to lock up. Ryota raised her hands up at first and moved towards, looking for all the world like she wanted to accept, closer and closer and closer still…

Then came the trap. She waited until the last second, then jerked forward and lashed out, careful not to put too much weight on her back leg while she opened fire with a right cross, going straight for Karen’s face.

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Karen knew that in a moment she would end this, crush and destroy her opponent, this was her plan. Therefore, she moved forward with the intention of closing in on the enemy. Aaaagghhhh...!!!!

Suddenly something stopped her. Karen shuddered. Her legs gave way slightly. The blow to the face left him stunned. Karen didn't expect this and wasn't prepared to defend herself. Her head tilted to the side. Karen then frowned. She raised her elbow as if to wipe her mouth and face. Then she glared at her opponent. You could see fury in her eyes.

Karen would move forward, seeming to gain speed, raise one arm and aim for the enemy's neck and chest. If this works, she would like to knock her opponent to the mat with a clothesline!

[BlackAkuma]

Ryota would never describe herself as a striker, but she had good punches and could deliver some damage when need be, which this time certainly qualified as. Her blow was amateurish but had enough power to make Karen think twice when it connected. The blow knocked her back, and her face when she turned around would’ve made her smile if she were the sort of person to do that in the middle of a match. Or ever.

She was ticked, which made her a tad reckless. She came charging in on Ryota full speed. She was fast but not exactly subtle as she approached with the telltale signs of a clothesline, one of the oldest moves in the book. Even with her leg hurting, she knew how to deal with this.

She waited until Karen was just close enough, then stepped in and to the side as she ducked. Reaching down to grab her foe by the legs, she lifted her up high, clenched her arms tight around the thighs, and fell backward. Combining their weight, she drove her opponent to the canvas with a flapjack.

[armandi]

Karen gained speed and extended her arm with the intention of knocking her opponent to the mat. Maybe she was blinded by rage and was a bit reckless, or maybe she thought that the previous blows had weakened her opponent enough that she would not resist.

When she was very close, the enemy suddenly bent down and grabbed Karen by the thigh, then the German woman went up and a moment later fell face down on the mat. Uuuughhhhh...!!!!Karen felt dizzy and in pain. The encounter with the mat was undoubtedly painful. Aaaagghhh...!!!! Immediately after hitting the mat, Karen seemed to roll over onto her back, grabbing her face with both hands as it suffered from the impact. Then it seemed to roll to the right and a moment later to the left, and finally rolled towards the ropes.

As if she had succeeded, she still held her face with one hand, thinking that it would ease the pain, and with her other hand she grabbed the rope and seemed to be trying to pull herself up to a position on one knee. Karen would shake her head, trying to recover, as the impact on the mat stunned her. Karen clearly underestimated her opponent. She forgot that Ryota is much heavier and shorter, which gives the enemy a certain advantage.

[BlackAkuma]

The move could have been better for Ryota, too. Karen wasn’t as bulky as her, but she was by no means a small woman, and lifting her for the flapjack required the use of both legs, one of which didn’t need any more pressure being put on it. She couldn't help but yelp as she heaved her opponent high, and after the impact, her first order of business was to reach out and rub her aching bone, hissing as the pain ran its course through her legs.

Worth it, though. Looking over, she could see that Karen was in dire straits, too, as she tried to pick her way up after the hellacious hit. The prey was too easy to pass up, and Ryota rolled to her knees and forced her way, ignoring the pain as she closed in on her opponent.

Coming at Karen from behind, she reached out, wrapped her thick arms around the woman’s neck, and tried to pull her away from the ropes and onto the mat, where her legs waited to wrap themselves around her opponent’s waist. A rear naked choke - simple, but effective, especially when applied with her power. A good way to ensure that her foe would either tap or nap. Preferably the former, but she’d settle for the latter.

[armandi]

Karen was still dazed. In addition, pain pierced her body. She simply did not expect such a turn of events. When she tried to get up with the help of the ropes and as if she wiped her face with her hand, her attention seemed to be lulled for a moment. The opponent would use this moment. Karen felt the enemy's arm wrap around her neck. Ryota as if trying to pull the German away from the ropes. Karen felt pressure on her neck. Aaaaggghhh....!!!! She screamed. Then as if she tried to grab the massive arm that had started to squeeze her and pull it away with her muscular arms. However, the first attempt was unsuccessful. The pressure on her neck seemed to strengthen. Eeeegggghhh...!!!! Karen coughed and felt as if she was starting to lack air.

Karen tried again to wave her arms several times to then grab Ryota's arm with her hands and try to free her neck from captivity. However, Ryota probably used all her strength.

The German wrestler was panting heavily. Eeeechhh ... ..eeeechhhh ....eeehhhhh ...

Karen slowly began to feel a lack of air and her body slowly weakened. She was forced to kneel on one knee. However, her will try to gather all his strength, flex his muscles and try to get up. Then she tried again to tear the opponent's arm away from her neck. However, to no avail. She felt the lack of air again. Eeeechhh ... ..eeeechhhh ....

Weakness and daze caused her to fall to two knees. The audience shouted, because the fight completely changed its course. For Karen, the scream of the audience transformed and was heard as a terrifying noise ...The German wrestler's gaze slowly became blurred... Falling on the mat, at the last moment Karen will look towards the ropes to extend her leg and touch the ropes with the tip of her fingers ... Then the referee will be able to break this monstrous embrace, which weakened the German warrior ...It will certainly be dangerous and felt for a long time.

[BlackAkuma]

This would work. This had to work.

Ryota had more than enough upper body strength to put anyone away, especially with a move like this. Her application was flawless, even with the size difference making it slightly awkward. She clamped on tight, locked the hold, and proceeded to take all the breath out of her opponent with a relentless grip, crushing her like she was a tube of toothpaste in her hand. To Karen’s credit, she wasn’t going down easy - fighting, struggling, flailing. But it wasn’t going to get her any where. She was done; the rest of her body just didn’t know it yet.

And yet, she kept on fighting. Even as her body weakened and the lights dimmed, she was still struggling, impossibly willing her way forward. The lights would be dimming soon, but she was getting closer, closer, and…

She got the ropes. Damn it.

Despite Karen’s success, Ryota kept holding on, even as the referee started the count up. She got the most out of the hold, milking it to the last moment, until she finally relented and let Karen go, leaving the woman to refill her lung.

Irritating. More than irritating. She’d almost had the match won, then and there, but Karen had to prolong things by being competent. She might’ve been impressed if she were on onlooker, but being in the ring, on the receiving end, was nothing short of a pain in the ass.

But it was one she would deal with. After taking a moment to force some calm into her mind, Ryota reached down, grabbed her foe by the ankle, and dragged her away from the ropes, moving towards the center of the ring, where she fully intended to end all this.

[armandi]

When Karen touched the ropes, her opponent was still continuing that damned grip. Karen was panting heavily, and the referee was counting down. Karen was still getting weaker, coughing and panting. Ryota finally had to let go of that grip. Karen was lying on the mat, trying to touch her sore and crushed neck with her hands.

She was coughing and panting, trying to catch her breath. That's when she felt a tug on her leg. Her opponent was trying to pull her closer to the center of the ring. Karen, although she was still dazed, would know what this would mean, she would try to focus and then kick her opponent with all her strength with her other leg, trying to free herself at the same time.

If she managed to do that, he would roll to the side and try to get up to a position on one knee, because she knew that if she was still lying on the mat, she would be an easy target. If she managed to do that, Karen would still be gasping for breath. The German would grab neck with her hands again. She was panting and feeling very bad. She felt as if her opponent had crushed her severely and it would be difficult to repair it. Her vision was still blurry. Apparently Ryota had damaged something that would certainly be very difficult to repair...

[BlackAkuma]

Somewhere in the back of Ryota’s head, she could respect Karen. She could recognize that this woman was a true competitor, that she was a cut above 90% of LAW’s roster. She wasn’t here to showboat or to participate in lewd sex battles, no - she had real skill and had given her true competition. That was something to be revered in this wrestling climate. A real practitioner of their art form.

But, at the moment, those plaudits were being overridden by sheer frustration, after having failed, again, to put this woman away. Right now, her sole goal was to drag her to the center of the ring, lock her in a hold, and keep it in until either her body or her will broke - at this point, she didn’t much care which.

She was about to do just that, too, when Karen rolled out of her grasp, popping up to her feet nearby…sort of. While she was standing, it was clear that she was on her last legs, and not just in the metaphorical sense. The limp was obvious, a target that was begging to be taken advantage of, and Ryota was more than willing to oblige.

Unfettered, she moved in on her foe with a slow pace, not rushing in quick yet. She waited until she was close, then leaped in and threw out a quick snap kick at Karen’s hurting leg, targeting the damaged spot, trying to gauge just how bad her opponent’s reflexes were at this stage.