[Steel Cage Match] Charlotte Ravel' vs Jenner Sky - A hot start, a steel continuation

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Almost every joint and muscle in her body ached, and Charlotte hadn't felt anything like this in a long time. Despite her best efforts, she failed to keep her breathing steady, causing her to breathe heavily through her mouth. However, even in spite of all this, she resisted fatigue and agony. Yes, her emotional state was unstable as hell, but she still intended to win.

Grabbing her opponent's head and thrusting it between the ropes, the Sand Lizard threw her knee up without any mercy. When that knee collided with Jenner's skull, some viewers twisted their faces, realizing how painful it was. The blonde's body shuddered, but she offered no resistance, which allowed the Frenchwoman to throw her knee in Jenner's face a few more times.

After the third strike, Jenner's body went limp. And after Charlotte released the British woman's head, the blonde simply hung on the middle rope without showing any signs of movement. The Sand Lizard staggered and pressed her shoulder against the wall of the cage, fatigue began to overcome her. Was this the right moment to leave the cage and thus get the victory?

“No… I won't give in to this...” she told herself mentally.

Charlotte knew for sure that this desire was dictated by her fatigue. Her mind was just trying to find the simplest option. However, if there was one thing the Frenchwoman was sure of, it was that she had never aspired to any simple option. This is not the way of a real fighter.

Pushing off from the wall of the cage, Charlotte stood right in front of Jenner. Gritting her teeth, the Sand Lizard grabbed onto the rope and pulled it down. Using the strength of her legs, she intended to push off from the apron as much as possible, thereby making an extremely high jump and jumping over the ropes directly above Jenner.

Without touching the mat, she intended to squeeze the blonde's head between her sweaty thighs. Recently, the Frenchwoman had been working hard on herself and one of the results was this move, it took her a lot of time to hone it, but now she was ready to demonstrate the results of her labors. As soon as Jenner's head was between her thighs, the Sand Lizard used every muscle in her body to lean forward sharply to wrap her arms around Jenner's torso and then make a flip in the air with her rival. The last thing she had to do after the flip was to fall into a sitting position and driving the British woman's head between her thighs into the mat with the help of a springboard Canadian destroyer!

[LawHell]

Jenner was trapped now, her body completely at Charlotte’s mercy. This wasn’t just danger anymore—this was punishment. Pain radiated through every nerve, sharp and unrelenting, a reminder of every mistake she’d made in this fight and outside of it. Bruises were already blossoming across her skin, dark marks layered over streaks of sweat and smudges of blood. Every breath came ragged, every movement was slow and clumsy, but deep inside, she knew this was far from over.

A small, conflicted part of her almost welcomed it. This was Charlotte, her friend—someone Jenner had wanted to trust, to grow close to. If this was how the Sand Lizard needed to release her anger, to unleash her feelings, then maybe this was for the best. Jenner wanted her to let it out, to feel everything she had been holding back, even if that meant inflicting it all on her in the controlled chaos of the ring. There was no hatred in Jenner’s heart, only a twisted sort of acceptance… and a hope that, through this pain, their bond might somehow survive.

Her thoughts shattered as reality came crashing back. In an instant, Jenner felt the crushing pressure of Charlotte’s thighs clamp tightly around her head. Her eyes went wide, a choked gasp escaping her throat as the vise-like grip compressed her skull. The pain was blinding, her hands shooting up instinctively to grab at Charlotte’s powerful legs, fingers clawing desperately as she tried to pry herself free.

But there was no escape.

Before Jenner could react, before she could even understand the full danger she was in, the world flipped upside down. Charlotte’s body shifted with explosive precision, and suddenly Jenner was airborne, her stomach dropping as she was hurled into a spinning blur. The roar of the crowd faded into a low, terrifying hum as gravity betrayed her.

Then came the impact.

Jenner’s chest heaved violently, each breath ragged and laboured, the rise and fall of her ribs proof that she was still clinging to consciousness by the thinnest of threads. The Sand Lizard’s move had landed flawlessly, leaving Jenner heavily stunned in the centre of the ring, her body radiating pain while the weight of what had just happened crashed over her like a wave.

It was perfect. It was brutal. And there was absolutely nothing Jenner could do to stop it.

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When Jenner's head hit the mat, the entire ring and even the walls of the cage shook. Many viewers even jumped up from their seats at this moment, clearly enjoying such an intense development of the event. However, Charlotte could not share their joy. Once in a sitting position, she almost immediately released her opponent's waist, as a result of which Jenner's lower body also sank to the mat. Jenner was left lying face down, with virtually no signs of movement.

The Sand Lizard herself gasped for air for several seconds, but then she simultaneously felt both chest pain and wild dizziness. Despite trying to deal with it, she lost control of her body for a few moments. The Frenchwoman involuntarily leaned back, falling face up on the mat.

“Putain de merde...” she muttered, trying to breathe even deeper and faster.

Seeing that both fighters were lying on the mat, the audience started buzzing like a swarm of bees. This made Charlotte grit her teeth. She had clearly underestimated the amount of damage she had taken in this match, not to mention that she had used up too much of her stamina reserves. Damn…

The current situation was incredibly annoying for the pink-haired woman. Taking two more deep breaths, despite the pain all over her body, she forced herself to push off the mat and took a sitting position again. Glancing at Jenner, she hesitated for a moment. Trying to pin this blonde seemed like the simplest and even the most logical solution.

But... if the British woman could break a pin, then they would most likely have to start a new round, and in her current state Charlotte wasn't sure if she could handle it.

Right now, Charlotte didn't give a damn about what Jenner was thinking and feeling. By her actions, this woman has undermined the trust of the Frenchwoman. What happened between them in the private gym should have stayed there. So right now, Charlotte's only goal was to defeat this woman by any means, so…

Pushing off the mat once more, the Sand Lizard rose to her feet. At the same moment, she staggered due to fatigue, but with another deep breath she was able to maintain her balance. For another second she just stared at her opponent, and then turned her back on Jenner, heading for the nearest corner.

When she got there, she intended to slip between the ropes in order to be back on the apron between the ropes and the walls of the cage. The conditions of the match allowed her to win in several ways and she chose the most reliable one in her opinion. Clutching onto the metal mesh, she intended to start crawling upward with the intention of leaving the cage. Maybe Jenner really would have found the strength to break a pin, maybe not. But Charlotte was sure that her rival had much less chance of getting to their feet and reaching the Frenchwoman before she left the place of their battle.

[LawHell]

Jenner lay there, breathing hard. It took her longer to come around; the blood and bruising made it clear Charlotte had worked her over properly. This was easily the worst beating she had taken in her professional fighting career. The fans were still watching every second, and her opponent was already on the move. Jenner wanted to continue, but her body was done—rolling over was a struggle.

The crowd grew louder, wondering if she had the strength to get up. Even so, Jenner tried. She forced herself onto unsteady feet, wobbling and barely holding her balance as she staggered toward the ropes. Her vision was swimming. The official followed closely now, watching to see if she was fully finished. And she was—at least physically. But because she was still moving, she remained technically in the fight.

Jenner collapsed against the middle rope, leaning on it with her head tilted down before muttering as loud as she could to Charlotte:

“…That… it?”

Just two words—an exhausted challenge or a final spark of defiance. Charlotte could ignore it and wait for the bell, or she could respond with a knockout for the insult. Jenner was in a dangerous position on the ropes, open to a brutal impact or a creative choke-out. No matter what happened next, the match belonged to Charlotte. The official simply waited for the moment to call it, eyes locked on both fighters.

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Charlotte felt pain in every muscle of her body, so every movement was difficult for her. However, the Sand Lizard was driven by a passionate desire to win at that moment, so she kept moving. Yes, it might seem strange, but in this situation she was ready to win even by escaping from the cage.

Many probably thought this was not the best way to win. And, to be honest, Charlotte thought the same way. Therefore, she kept in mind one more option in case events really began to develop in a way that was highly unlikely, but still possible.

Gritting her teeth, she grabbed onto the metal mesh and inch by inch began to crawl up the wall of the cage. Few people paid much attention to this, but in this situation the Frenchwoman had a slight advantage because she was not wearing boots and her toes were free.

Puffing and huffing, the pink-haired woman was climbing higher and higher, but when she was about half a meter higher than the top turnbuckle, she noticed that the audience had become noticeably noisier. Charlotte was sure that it wasn't because she was approaching the top of the cage. No, it was definitely something else. Trying not to lose control of her emotions, the Sand Lizard turned around.

Yes, she saw exactly what she expected. The chance of this was extremely small, but Jenner really found the strength to get back on her feet. However, there was one caveat. Despite the fact that the blonde got to her feet and even moved towards Charlotte, it was obvious that all this was more the result of her willpower than her ability to continue the match.

At the moment when the British woman stumbled and stayed on her feet only because she managed to grab the middle rope, Charlotte was faced with a choice. It was obvious that Jenner had no chance of getting to the Frenchwoman on time. The Sand Lizard only needed to make a few more efforts and she would reach the top of the cage. Then she will only have to successfully land on the other side, thereby taking a well-deserved victory.

But did Charlotte really want to win this way?

No.

That was why she had another option in her mind. A very unlikely one, but exactly the case they got as a result. She really wanted Jenner to get back on her feet. She really wanted the blonde to start walking towards her. She really wanted to win in a much more meaningful way than just escaping the cage.

Therefore, even before Jenner could utter the words, Charlotte held her breath. Even though she had this option in mind, it didn't mean it would be easy. However... at that moment, she would have taken that risk anyway. Relaxing her fingers, she pushed off from the wall of the cage, simultaneously turning around her axis. Thus, she landed with both feet on the top turnbuckle.

For a brief moment, her gaze met Jenner's. Charlotte didn't say a word. She had nothing to say to this woman. However, her gaze was much louder than any words. Jenner had crossed a line, and Charlotte wasn't going to forgive that.

The Sand Lizard gathered her last strength. First, she closed her eyes to take what she hoped was the last deep breath of the match, and then she jumped forward, doing a corkscrew spin. The cool gusts of air almost made her smile, but it didn't happen. Charlotte hoped to catch Jenner off guard and grab the British woman's head with both hands. If successful, the Sand Lizard was going to land in a sitting position and smash Jenner's neck and head into her shoulder with the most powerful move of her arsenal, namely the flying lizard!