Yoro vs. Raquel: Style Clash

[Highfly]

After landing the splash Raquel laid across Yoro's chest again reaching down with her lean, muscular arms to pull both of Yoro's legs up tight! "Come on ref count it! Now!" Raquel shouted as she had Yoro pinned again after hitting her finisher once more with the official in place to start the pin count just like last time moments ago.

"ONE!"

"TWO!"

"Come on, come on, come on... stay the hell down... STAY DOWN!" Raquel said to Yoro, to herself and to the crowd in general as she pressed Yoro to the mat.

[Kreydos]

Yoro dimly felt the sensation of something hooking both of her legs up for the pin but at this point, she was too out of it to react with anything more than a tired groan. "Mmm..." Her head rolled to the side, cheek leaning onto the floor as her eyelids drifted close and she merely tried to catch a breather. This time, the referee would make the count all the way to three.

[Highfly]

"THREE!"

The bell rang and a worn out Raquel stood up, stumbling around a bit as she held her hands up in the air making a lap around the ring. "Yeah! Yeah! I showed that bigger girl that ya can't just muscle around lightweights huh!? Wooooooo!" Raquel shouted, still seething that her finisher wasn't enough to put Yoro away with one high flying display. Was she weak? Did she just not have the offense to really face off against bigger women or top level competition? Raquel did win but doubts still lingered in her head as she put on a fake smile posing and swaying her hips for the fans.