Flames to dose (the dark Phoenix vs the blaze tiger)

[DarknessMaster]

Before Bengal would properly twist her leg Mandi would grab it, attempting to pull her into a clothes line so that she could disorient her hoping that it would last long enough for her to pick Bengal up and toss her into the water, if that didn't work she at least had a back up in the form of German suplexing her until she's cross eyed

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal's blue eyes went wide with shock as Mandi caught her kick in midair, leaving her wobbling on one leg. Put in such an awkward position, she was helpless against the clothesline that followed a split-second later. Mandi's taut arm caught the Tiger across the throat, flipping her around in midair like a tumbleweed in a tornado. She crashed to the mat, sputtering and clutching at her windpipe - only to be hoisted right back up again, as the Dark Phoenix gripped tightly around her hips, setting up for repeated German suplexes!

The Indian woman thrashed weakly in her opponent's grasp, but Mandi was latched onto her like an attack dog. Bengal's mind raced, looking desperately for a way out and finding nothing. She couldn't understand - she had the size advantage over this woman! How was she so outclassed by her in terms of strength? How-

Her thoughts were cut short as Mandi jerked her arms upward and craned her back. Bengal's stomach lurched as she was whipped through the air, followed by an agonizing impact onto her neck and shoulders. This picture-perfect German suplex was followed by another, then another, until the Tiger had completely lost count. By the end of the ordeal, she was left lying crumpled in the middle of the ring, legs folded over her head. Her eyes were half-open and glazed, staring blankly up at the overhead lights.

[DarknessMaster]

Mandi finally stopped, slowly getting to her feet, looking at Bengal with a sense of disgust, "this imbicile beat my younger sister, she could barely fight properly without some sort of dirty trick or underhanded tactic to try and get a leg up over her opponent and yet she believes herself to be all that". Mandi thought to herself as she slowly picked Bengal up, setting up for one last German suplex straight over the ropes and into the water outside of the ring

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal felt herself lifted into another suplex - but this time, instead of being slammed down onto her neck, she felt only the whoosh of air as her body soared over the top rope, followed by the cold embrace of water flooding around her. She sunk beneath the surface of the pool, sending up a stream of bubbles, as the sound of the bell echoed across the arena: DING-DING-DING! But the noise of the crowd cheering was even louder. Clearly, the fans were happy to see Mandi get some vengeance for her sister, and take the arrogant Tiger down a peg.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Bengal has been thrown out of the ring!" The announcer's voice boomed out, sounding equal parts surprised and delighted. "Here's your winner, by ring-out...THE DARK PHOENIX!"

The claps and whistles continued, but Bengal didn't surface. She remained lying on the bottom of the pool, too exhausted and battered to move. Concerned for her safety, the referee slid under the bottom rope and into the water. He stooped down to pick up Bengal, paying no mind to his soaked clothes. The Tiger came up gasping and sputtering, as Cline looped his arms around her waist and dragged her back into the ring.

A lot of wrestlers would have been grateful in a situation like that, but not Bengal. As Cline bent down to check on her breathing, the Tiger suddenly sprang back to life, a furious expression spread across her face. "Get...OFF ME!" she snarled, clawing the official across the face, then shoving him to the canvas. "You think I need your help? I'll show you!" She straddled Cline's chest with her legs, preparing to pummel him with repeated punches. The crowd booed in disgust, and the announcer implored Bengal to stop, but all of them were on the other side of the pool, too far away to help. The only one who could intervene now was Mandi herself.

[DarknessMaster]

Cline would scream as he was relentless pummeled by his sister's former opponent, trying to shield his face as she ruthlessly laid into him, before finally Mandi landed a hard dropkick to Bengal's face to send her flying off of her brother, Cline groaning as he clutched his bloody nose, attempting to slowly get up with the help of his elder sister

"you okay?"

"one hell of a thank you, after all the trouble to get this job at least gimme a damn thanks"

"you really are our father's son huh?"

"just trying to lighten the mood"

Cline said with a weak chuckle, trying to distract himself from the immense pain his face was in right now

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Mandi's dropkick sent Bengal sliding away on a puddle of water, and she almost slipped out of the ring once again. Bracing herself on the ropes, she pulled herself back to her feet with difficulty - only to see Mandi and Cline laughing and chatting with each other. A sudden realization flashed through the Tiger's mind, as she noticed the similarities between the referee, and her victorious opponent.

"I see how it is," she hissed, raising her clawed hands threateningly. "You two...you're related, aren't you? You rigged this whole match, so I would lose!" She bared her ivory teeth, her eyes wild. "You dirty cheats! I'll bury you both!" With that, she launched herself forward, aiming to take down both Mandi and Cline simultaneously with a running lariat!

[DarknessMaster]

Mandi would would end up managing to duck under Bengal's clothesline attempt, with Cline unfortunately not being so lucky

"I see, can't blame your own pathetic attempt at skills, it's not my fault I lost it's everyone else's fault!"

Mandi would mock her opponent before aiming a kick at Bengal's back before she could recover, with Cline coughing as he attempted to get back up, holding her neck in pain

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal took Cline down easily with her lariat, but her primary target eluded her. Before she could spin to face Mandi again, the Dark Phoenix's foot crashed into her back, sending a shockwave through her spine. The Tiger dropped to one knee, gritting her teeth in agony. But what hurt even worse than the kick were Mandi's taunts. Deep down, Bengal knew that her opponent was right. She had no one to blame for this loss but herself.

"Sh-shut up!" she stammered, sounding far less cocky than usual. Pushing up off her knee, she twisted around suddenly, aiming a spinning elbow at Mandi's chest. But her motions were wild, undisciplined. She'd telegraphed her move too much, and an experienced fighter like the Dark Phoenix would be able to see it coming from a mile away.

[DarknessMaster]

Mandi would end up grabbing Bengal's arm and shoved it away before pushing her down and getting her into an Indian deathlock, she was going to teach this arrogant imbecile humility if it killed her, and this was too make sure that the lesson stuck

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Mandi easily countered Bengal's move, making the Tiger look like an inexperienced kitten tripping over her own feet. The Indian woman cried out with pain as the Dark Phoenix shoved her down to the mat once more. This time, Bengal wasn't sure if she had the strength to rise. But she'd never have the chance to find out, as her opponent dropped down on top of her, quickly transitioning into an Indian Deathlock! The defeated fighter's back was arched into a C-shape as her ankles were folded together against her buttocks, trapping her in place. All she could do was thrash powerlessly in place as Mandi locked the submission hold in even tighter.

"NYAAAAaaaaggghh!" Bengal's high-pitched scream faded into a gurgling gasp as she fought for breath. The Tiger was in trouble, and she looked as bad as she felt. Her dive into the pool had bleared the dark makeup around her eyes, making it look as if she'd been crying - or perhaps she really was crying, given the hopeless situation she was in. She began to pound her palm desperately against the canvas, wondering why the referee wasn't responding to her submission. Then she remembered that she'd knocked the ref over with a dropkick. This time, no one was coming to save her. All she could do was struggle pitifully for a few more moments, until she finally passed out from the agony of the Deathlock. With one last whimper, she slumped forward in Mandi's grasp and went limp, utterly defeated.

Winner by Ring-Out: Mandi, the Dark Phoenix