Isabela Cabal (D) vs Atalante Pallas

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Isabela managed to land kick after kick right into Atalante's gut, getting the Greek wrestling to finally fall onto her butt. With that, the Mexican wrestler started to grow confident, and she was now in control of the match. This meant she could start hitting her with some bigger and more devastating moves. She would let go of the ropes as she let out a smirk. With that she would run back, going all the way to the opposite corner before stampeding her way back to her Greek opponent. As she got close, she would jump in the air and spin her body, attempting to crash right on top of Atalante, trying to hit her with a cannonball.

[Devastated]

Atalante had been brought down by the kicks of Isabela, as she was forced to cough out as she was slumped on her butt in the corner. She wrapped an arm around her belly the second that those kicks stopped coming her way, though she noticed that Isabela decided to run towards the opposite corner of the ring, seeing her line up as she began to run right back towards the Grecian.

The Cat-eared wrestler tried to gather herself, grabbing onto the bottom rope and just as Isabela came running towards her, at the last second she would try and pull herself to the side and down, slipping out from the ring underneath the ropes as she aimed to escape the cannonball and instead have Isabela crash into the corner herself!

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Isabela quickly closed the distance and launched herself in the air but instead of landing on top of her opponent, she would crash right into the turnbuckle, her back hitting the hard corner. Her eyes would go wide as she gasped for air. Her legs would get tangled in the ropes as she was now stuck upside down in a humiliating position while the rest of her body slumped. The attack would leave her dazed for a few seconds.

[Devastated]

Atalante would huff out as she was on her feet outside of the ring, seeing her foe having tangled herself up and crashed into the corner like that, the cat-eared wrestler smirked. She'd quickly climb the apron and then move all the way up onto the top turnbuckle. She'd lean down, and deliver a harsh slap to that exposed belly, trying to get Isabela to curl up.

If it worked, Atalante would try to jump up and then try to drive her boots down into the chest of Isabela with a Tree of Woe double stomp!

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The Mexican wrestler would now blink a few times as she started to regain her senses. She would shake her head a bit before her vision came back into focus. Isabela could now feel all the blood quickly rushing to her head, she began to pull herself up, getting her hands to grab onto the ropes only to see her opponent now on the top ropes. Her eyes would go wide as she realized what was about to happen. Before she could make another move, she would feel her opponent's boots landing on top of her chest. The Mexican wrestler would let out a cry as she flopped back down and her hands let go of the ropes. The impact of the move caused her to be out of breath as she continued to lie upside down.

[Devastated]

Dropping down and driving her boots into Isabela's chest was a satisfying way to even the score between them in the Grecian's mind. She'd smirk as she moved off and out of the corner, turning around as she would look over her handiwork for a quick second. She'd move in after Isabela, and reached down to grab a hold of her by her hair to drag her up to her feet and out of the corner, facing away from the green-blonde woman.

"What was it you said earlier..." Atalante spoke out as she would wrap her arms up around Isabela's waist and pull her into a waist-lock. "You grew overconfident and now you will be punished." Atalante would mock as she then would attempt to swing them backwards, attempting to slam the Mexican wrestler down with a German Suplex.

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Isabela was now coughing, her chest was aching and the blood was still rushing to her head. She would hold onto her chest, making an x shape with her arms to cover her chest as she dealt with the pain. However, she wouldn't be left hanging for long as her hair was grabbed and forced back to her feet while facing away from her Greek opponent. Atalante would throw some insults at her but at the moment she was a bit too weak to comment back.

The Mexican wrestler then felt her opponent's arm go around her waist. Her feet would then leave the ground as she was lifted. Her head would then slam into the ground, causing her to go prone. The audience would cheer at the sight.

[Devastated]

Atalante was now in control of this match and she was showing it by grabbing a hold of Isabela and dragged her out of the corner. Once she was on her feet, the Grecian wrestler turned her foe around and slipped her arms around that waist, with a skillfully executed maneuver she lifted Isabela up and slammed her Mexican opponent down with a German Suplex! Atalante released her foe right after the suplex and watched as Isabela's body fell prone onto the canvas.

The cat-eared wrestler would rise up to her feet, confidence welling up again as she sought to guide Isabela up to her knees, taking a hold of her foe as she tried to prop her up in a kneeling position....where Atalante would turn and then run to the ropes, she sought to build up momentum by bouncing off the ropes and come running right back at Isabela! She'd try to charge right at the hopefully still kneeling Isabela and aimed to drive her knee right into the chin of her foe as she'd come in for a running knee!

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Isabela would feel herself begin lifted to her knees. There, she would gasp for air, her body hurting from all the abuse she had taken. She then saw her opponent going to the ropes and bouncing off them. Though suddenly, Isabela would get up, summoning all her energy and strength as she did so before attempting to throw a drop kick aimed right at Atalante. It was a desperate counterattack and one that, regardless of whether she hit or not, she would be lying on the ground for a bit longer, but hopefully that would stop the attack and let her catch some oxygen and recharge.

[Devastated]

Atalante came running at her foe, her aim was to send Isabela loopy with a knee straight to her chin to soften the Mexican wrestler up. As she rebounded off the ropes and came charging back at Isabela, she was not prepared for her foe to jump up and drive her feet right into the chest of Atalante's chest! The Grecian wrestler was taken off her feet as she was met with that dropkick, as air exploded out of her lungs and she was slung backwards, hitting the canvas with a thud!

"Gruh!" She grunted as she landed on her back, her right arm shooting up around her chest as she rolled over onto her side and coughed out a little. She had not expected Isabela to manage to fight back in such a skilful manner from that position and it had cost her the momentum of the match.