KINGS & QUEENS FINALE — Oscar Orelash vs La Dama De Loba

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Just when Oscar thought that Loba was going to falter, she retaliated with a headbutt of her own! Letting out a loud "UHHN", Oscar's head also snapped backward from the attack- but he looked back upright with thatcsane energetic smirk on his face as if it didn't even phase him! Oscar started doubling down on the test of strength- firmly pressing his body into Loba's as he tried to force her to either bend backwards or force her into the corner!

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Loba grunted and groaned as she struggled against Oscar, a struggle that only got harder after her head but failed to make him falter. Worse yet it seemed to only pump him up further! As a result she was slowly getting pushed further and further back, forced to take step after step as his strength slowly began to overwhelm her until finally she had nowhere else to go with her back no pressing against the corner, unable to do anything to get out from under the Barbarian!

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Once Oscar managed to force Loba back into the corner, the fired-up Barbarian Prince opted to unleash his energy and give both the crowd and Loba herself a final round worth remembering! Pushing his hand against Loba's shoulder to keep her in the corner, Oscar started off by delivering a flurry of knife chops to Loba's collar bone- trying to avoid striking her bosom as the slaps of skin against skin echoed through the stadium. Oscar wasn't done yet though! Gripping the gropes, Oscar would lower his body and attempt to ram his shoulder into Loba's stomach to try and knock the wind out of her- the blows sandwiching her body between Oscar's charges and the ring post.

Finally- when Oscar believed he had softened Loba up enough, after one last shoulder ram, the Barbarian Prince would lift Loba off the canvas and shift her body so that she was lying across his shoulders in a fireman carry.

"Ha... ha... told you I could lift ya!"

Oscar chuckled as he walked towards the middle of the ring and lifted Loba higher into the air, just to show his strength off as his hands clutched her head and lower stomach for support. After a couple of seconds, Oscar attempted to slam Loba right down from the air and onto the canvas for a massive Gorilla Press!!

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Loba was trapped between a rock and a hard place right now in the form of the corner and the Barbarian prince bearing down on her with full force, leaving her unable to do much but try and fight him off. A task that would ultimately prove futile as Oscar began to unleash chop after chop straight to her chest! "Agh! Ngh! Ugh!" Loba cried out with each and every chop, her chest gradually turning a brighter and brighter shade of red.

Near enough dropping down to her knees from the repeated blows Loba would hiss and cringe before gasping suddenly as Oscar would suddenly drive himself square into her stomach! "Guah!" Loba gasped out suddenly and loudly, nearly folding over in half over Oscar's form. Something that would benefit him greatly as the red head pulled her over his shoulders before she was lifted up and paraded to the center of the ring!

'Shit!' Loba thought to herself before she was hefted up higher into the air before being driven down into the mat with a massive gorilla slam! "Aghhh!" Loba cried out in pain, arching her back sharply from the impact, trying to roll over before punching the mat in pain, with some of the audience wondering if that could very well be it for the energetic Luchadora!

That was until she suddenly punched the mat in determination. "Not bad... But I'm not done!" Screaming out in defiance Loba would push herself up to her feet suddenly, ignoring the pain she was in, refusing to stay down, refusing to let down Oscar or herself or the fans after coming this far!

Blitzing towards the ropes and away from Oscar she would rebound off them, rushing back at Oscar, hopefully faster than he could react, ducking down and pushing her hands out to blast his ribs with her wolf's pounce! If successful at knocking the man down then Loba would proceed to run right past him, back at the ropes once more, rebounding off the ropes and back at Oscar, leaping forward and through the air to try and come crashing down on Oscar's abdomen with a follow up running senton!

Loba wasn't done yet though, she was hopped up on adrenaline and determination and so she would bend down, trying to grab hold of Oscar by the hair to pull him up before pushing him down, wrapping her arms around his waist, huffing slightly before lifting him up, flexing her arms as much as possible to turn him through the air before bringing him down, trying to bring him back down to the mat with gut wrench powerbomb!

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Oscar was caught off guard by how fast Loba recovered from the onslaught of attacks he just dished out. Loba successful hit him with a move he wasn't familiar with as she smashed the palms of her hands into his ribs- causing Oscar to gasp out in pain as she shoved him right off his feet. While Oscar was probe, Loba followed up by launching herself through the air and crashing down onto him with a senton- causing Oscar's eyes to almost pop out of his head as his body jacknifed from the impact. A loud "GAHH!!" Escaped Oscar's mouth as spittle escaped from his lips before he went limp on the canvas- becoming a prime target as Loba grabbed him by his crimson locks and lifted him up.

"Ow ow ow... hey... I'd never grab you by the hair... respect the do, dude..."

Oscar groaned out as Loba shoved his body down and snuggly wrapped her arms around his waist. The brief pause gave Oscar enough time to realize what was happening- but not enough time to do anything about it. Loba flipped Oscar up and would drop his body onto the canvas for a gutwrench powerbomb- making the ring shake from the impact as Oscar howled in pain!

Despite the fierce retaliation from Loba, Oscar didn't plan on staying down for long. After all, Loba wasn't the only one on an adrenaline rush right now! Oscar recovered swiftly- kicking out and rolling away as if the onslaught did nothing! Oscar's breathing had sped up significantly as he charged at Loba!

"And I ain't done either! Not by a long shot!"

Oscar screamed out, similarly to how Loba did after his chin of attacks, and raised his arm for a lariat attack... except it was a ruse! If Loba fell for the fake-out, Oscar would run past her and rebound off the ropes- leaping up and grabbing Loba's head before falling backwards and digging his knees into her for a nasty backstabber! If successful in that endeavor, Oscar would follow up by wrapping his arms furmlyaround Loba's waist and hauling her up- huffing and puffing before throwing her backwards for not just one- not two- but THREE german suplexes back-to-back! A signature of Oscar's that he calls the strength check! On the third suplex, Oscar would release Loba to toss her across the ring!

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Worked up so heavily by adrenaline and a need to overwhelm and dominate Oscar in this match Loba barely even registered what he said about grabbing his hair, only being focused solely on trying to put him away with a very strong string of moves. Yet even with the gut wrench powerbomb having capped it off she didn't even have the chance for a one count to happen before the red head kicked out and away from her!

'Shit!' Loba thought to herself, trying to get up in time to try and defend herself, but she would have no such luck as she saw him running towards her with a lariat! 'Shit!' Loba thought to herself, ducking down instinctively, but that seemed to be exactly what Oscar had wanted!

"Gyahhhhh!" Loba cried out in pain as she was brought down for the backstage, practically bouncing up and away while clutching her back in pain Loba would not be able to do anything as she felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist and pulling her backwards!

'Oh fuck!' Loba thought to herself before groaning in pain as she made a ring shaking impact with the first suplex. Then repeating with the second, and a third one that sent her flying across the ring! "Yahhhhhhugh!" Loba cried out in pain, rolling with the momentum until she hit the ropes... and looking up with as fierce a look as ever before pulling herself up and running full speed at Oscar, jumping up as she neared to land a brutal missile dropkick on him as he stood up!

If this worked she would grab him by the arm and pull him up to his feet where she would proceed to heft the man over her shoulders, walking him to the ropes where she would turn and push him off her shoulders, making sure he landed stomach first on the top ropes, making sure he would remain balanced there for the time being, complete with a slap to the back.

"Hang in there..." She said breathlessly before running at a corner, jumping up and climbing it at record speed before turning around on it to face her opponent... Before jumping forward and extending her leg out, intending to hit her signature leg drop move Sky High on the back of Oscar's neck and shoulders!

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The crowd was going berserk at the string of heavy combos being used back-back from each fighter- especially with how little it seemed to be affecting Oscar and Loba as their adrenaline helped negate any of the damage... for now...

Oscar barely had a moment to catch his breath before Loba got up off the canvas and charged at him again- blasting him in the chest with a missile dropkick as he cried out in pain and fell down onto his rear. Before he knew it, Oscar once again found himself lifted up over Loba's shoulders and dropped him right onto the ropes- causing Oscar to let out a loud "GUAHH!!" Before gasping and coughing from the wind being knocked out of him! He didn't even realize Loba slapped his vest- covered back. Finally, it would be Loba's beautifully executed leg drop on Oscar’s back- bring out a "UNNNHH!!" from the Barbarian Prince as the impact sank Oscar deeper into the ropes until he bounced off of them!

Oscar collapsed onto the canvas and rolled onto his front, still coughing a bit as he processed the pain in neck and shoulders- feeling like his head was almost taken off by the move... but it didn't keep him down. Not for long. Similar to Loba's desire to dominate Oscar, he too was determined to keep going- to stand tall with the belt in his hand!

Waiting for Loba to draw close, Oscar attempted to catch Loba off guard by playing possum before suddenly blasting her in the stomach with a mule kick! Oscar kicked up to his feet and rushed Loba- looking to retaliated with a missile dropkick of his own to send Loba into the ropes as he labded on his feet! If Loba rebound off of them Oscar would bend down and let out a strained grunt as he lifted Loba off the canvas and swung her body around- evidence that the match might be finally taking a toll on his body... but not before Oscar finished off the combo by swinging Loba upward and slamming her back-first over his extended knee for a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker!

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Loba was panting in exhaustion as she sat on the mat after managing to land her signature move on Oscar, unable to fully capitalize in the wake of it, a subtle but sure sign of her mounting exhaustion from the match, especially the last few moments of it. Lifting herself up she was about to grab onto Oscar in preparation for another move only to be smacked in the stomach with a kick by the man! "Ugn!" Loba cried out in pain breathlessly, forced to let go of Oscar and stumble back while holding her stomach in pain.

Looking up from her position her eyes would widen as faster than she could have expected Oscar would run forward, leaping up and driving his feet into her chest with a drop kick of his own that sent her jerking back! "Gah!" Loba cried out as she was forced to back up until she hit the ropes full force, rebounding off them and instinctively came running back at her fellow red head who grabbed her and hefted her up through the air! Gasping softly as this was done Loba wasn't able to do anything as she was then brought down hard onto Oscar's awaiting knee!

"Gyahhhh!" Loba roared out in pain, her back feeling as if it had exploded in agony and leaving her stunned on Oscar's knee for a moment, leading fans in the arena to wonder if this would finally be it, if this is what would lead Loba to being done for good. But she was only still for a moment. "Rahhh!" The luchadora roared out as she swung her leg up to kick Oscar in the side of the head to make him let go while turning as she fell to land on her hands.

Gritting her teeth Loba would pop back up to her feet and get behind Oscar, if he wasn't already from the force of her kick. As such she would leap up, grabbing Oscar's shoulders while bringing her knees up to rest against Oscar's back before falling backwards to land a backstabber on the man! Pushing forward with her legs to push him away from her if it landed Loba would turn and get back up to her feet in an almost haphazard, drunken way.

Reaching out to grab Oscar around the neck while grabbing his waist with her other hand she would lift him up before turning and lifting him up with all she had to bring the man down on the mat with a massive uranage! "Grahhhhhhh!" Loba roared out with as much defiance and determination as she could muster before jumping over Oscar and heading over to the corner, climbing up it as fast as she could till she was at the top... Before leaping backwards, trying to go for a moonsault that, if it landed, she'd try and go right for a pinfall to potentially end this!

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Oscar let out a yelp as Loba swung her foot into the side of his head- clutching it as the Luchadora rolled off his knee. Normally a quick blow like that would sting a little at best, but Oscar was nearing his limit- Loba was too given the delay before striking back. Despite this, Loba would be the first one back on her feet as she got behind Oscar and paid him back with a backstabber of her own- causing Oscar to howl in pain before falling onto the canvas and arching his back from the blow.

Loba's slow, unsteady follow-up did give Oscar some time to rest his aching back but not much of it. Loba grabbed onto his waist and neck once she found her footing and with might roar, lifted Oscar up and slammed him down onto the canvas with an uranage! The impact left Oscar breathless as he groggily stared up at the lights, his chest rising and falling rapidly as Loba ascended the nearest ring post. Despite Oscar’s exhaustion, however, he was still able to registered the flying luchadora as she descended toward him with a moonsault- a move Oscar reacted to instinctively as he tucked his knees up to protect himself and cause Loba to painfully crash onto his legs!

Assuming Loba rolled off of him after the failed moonsault, Oscar rolled onto his side- still breathing heavily as he looked at Loba. The young man was drenched in sweat, had bruises forming on his body, and looked like he could fall asleep in the ring right then and there... but he smiled humbly at her instead.

"Ha... ha... hoo boy... you're something else, Loba... in a good way, I mean... I'm finding it hard to believe... that you're only a debut fighter here... where have they been hiding you, huh?"

Oscar chuckled as he rolled onto his front, starting to push himself up back onto his feet- grabbing Loba's arms to take her off the canvas and letting her rest against his body as he started to cook up what he was confident could put Loba away for the match.

"I'm almost sad it has to end... almost. Somebody's got to win this belt and I I already picked a good place to hang it up! So you might want to-"

As Oscar wrapped his muscular arms around Loba's tanned body, the crowd opted to finish Oscar’s sentence for him- something Oscar knew they'd do as he grinned at the words "BRACE YOURSEEEELF!!!" was screamed through the arena by fans! With the signal called by the crowd, Oscar used what strength he still had to clamp his arms down around Loba's body- giving her a tight, personal squeeze as he locked in his signature bearhug: the Barbaric Brace!!

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Loba was sure that Oscar was down. Maybe not for what she'd need for a full three count, but certainly enough for her to go for a big move, a finisher to take him out of the fight for good. That was why she climbed the corner and leapt off, going all in to try and end this with a spectacular moonsault! Unfortunately however she had miscalculated the damage done to the man and rather than making contact with his body she would instead get a pair of feet driving into her chest!

"Guahhhh!" Loba cried out in pain, practically bouncing off Oscar's feet and landing in a heap on the mat, gasping and moaning in pain, her surge of energy finally having petered out. Allowing Oscar the chance to recover a bit and start to stand up, lifting Loba up along with him as he did so, pulling her to a standing, having her lean against him with a soft groan of pain as she did so.

"Ugh...." Loba groaned out directly into Oscar's abs, unintentionally rubbing her lips against them for the time being before getting hefted up with Oscar's arms tightened around her like a vice, squeezing her in a brutal bearhug! "Gahhhhh!" Loba cried out loudly, gritting her teeth and shaking her head, huffing in and out quickly, trying her best to fight though the pain she was in to do something... anything at this moment.

"Its... its not over... yet!" Loba cried out swinging her own arms up to wrap around Oscar's body as well, starting to squeeze him back with as much strength as she could muster, aiming to turn this into a war of attrition between them!