Lunara Ashmore vs Clara Gaster - Presence and Power!

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Despite the powerful move, Lunara managed to get the strength needed to kick out just in the nick of time, the crowd exploded in cheers as Clara exhaled, feeling that the end for Lunara was near.

Leaving the blonde laying on the ground, the Shadow Lord would climb up onto the top rope. Recently, she's been developing a new weapon for her arsenal. She wasn't the biggest risk taker, but a solid hit from the top rope was quite effective both offensively and to get cheers from the crowd in the right circumstances. Clara thought this was the right chance to do so, standing on the top turnbuckle with her back to Lunara, measuring the distance between the two...before jumping off, flipping in mid-air as she aimed her knees for Lunara's midsection to leave the blonde as breathless as when she first met her, with her new finishing Astral End!

From there, if successful, the Brit would keep her legs atop the blonde, grabbing her leg to fold her into 2!

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Why did she do that? Sometimes a person finds themselves in a situation where no matter what they do, it's bound to fail anyway. However, even in such a situation, a person can try to do at least something, even if there is only failure ahead of them. The result was already a foregone conclusion. However, she broke the pin even knowing that it was all doomed to fail.

In a way, it was nothing more than her final protest. She came here to prove that she is capable of something more than just fucking in the ring, that she is not just a whore with a beautiful body, but that she is a fighter. She knew that she would not be able to change anything anymore, but deep down she still wanted it, and this desire turned into this last impulse that she could not stop.

Remaining lying on the mat, Lunara was not even aware that her opponent headed to the nearest corner and started climbing the top turnbuckle. Nevertheless, her instincts took over and despite the pain, she turned on her back, trying to focus her eyes to figure out where the brunette had gone. Unfortunately, Lunara did not see anything good.

Clara jumped from the top turnbuckle. She took the maximum possible speed, and then sent both knees in the direction of the Jaguarundi's stomach. At the moment of the collision, the audience let out a sympathetic cry, but Lunara herself did not make a sound. Due to the wild impulse of pain, her body involuntarily folded in half for a second, but already at that moment she did not feel anything. Even in her mind, there were no thoughts left.

There was only emptiness.

When her upper and lower body were back on the mat, she remained lying without any movements, even her breathing stopped being heavy, which hinted that she had apparently lost consciousness. When Clara pinned her to the mat, the referee lay down next to them again. No miracle could have helped her break the pin this time, so the referee's three claps on the mat didn't take long.

“ONE!”

“TWO!!”

“THREE!!!”

Lunara's desire to prove herself turned into a complete fiasco for her.

It was all over.

Ding-Ding-Ding.

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Executing her new finisher picture perfect, Clara proceeded to pin Lunara for the 3, the bell ringing to declare her victory! Clara would get up from Lunara, blushing at her foe's beauty before the ref approached her, raising her hand in the air!

Looking down at Lunara, Clara gave the blonde a polite nod, with knowledge that she would be able to prove herself in the future...but for now, Clara was the one who left the ring...and arena, as the victor.

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By the time Lunara woke up, it was all over. Opening her turquoise eyes, she tried for a few seconds to figure out what was going on. Her vision was still blurry, and there was a noise in her ears. However, after a few moments her senses began to return to normal and the first thing she felt was a wild pain all over her body. And that pain helped her remember where she was and exactly what had happened. She lost. In the most shameful way.

This realization made a lump form in the blonde's throat. Turning her head to the side, she found her opponent, whose hand the referee raised up, recognizing her as the winner of the match. Lunara was already feeling terrible, but when Clara nodded at her, the blonde was overwhelmed by emotions.

She involuntarily tensed her jaw and bared her teeth out of anger, and at the same time tears came to her eyes out of sadness. Having taken a sitting position, she was forced to watch as the British woman left the ring in undisputed triumph.

“Why?.." she asked herself a question in her mind.

That was the only question she cared about right now. Why did she come here to throw off the stigma of a hentai fighter, and instead confirmed the exact opposite? That she's a whore who in the ring can only fuck and be fucked.

Summoning all the will she was capable of, Lunara rolled out of the ring. She tried not to pay attention to the audience around her, but even so the blonde saw the ironic expression on many of their faces. It seems to them that she has become living proof that it is better for hentai fighters to stay in the hentai division, otherwise they will be beaten up. Just like today.

Lunara disappeared behind the curtains as quickly as she could. After passing through the waiting room, she found herself in a dark corridor. She took a few more steps forward, and then pressed her shoulder against the wall. Now that no one is looking at her she can let her emotions run wild.

Tears rolled down her cheeks. She even had to cover her mouth with her left hand so that her sobs could not be heard. The Jaguarundi was definitely not prepared that things would turn out to be such a disgrace for her. Right now, she just wanted to sink into the ground. But…

Suddenly, she felt cold. A terrible, incomparable feeling. It's like death itself is breathing down her neck. Oh... she knew what it was. She is one of the few who can feel this presence. And, of course, she knew whose presence it was. Moreover, she knew exactly why this person was here.

“No...” she said through her tears.

“Hmm? Why?" A calm voice rang out from somewhere in the darkness.

“I said no!" Lunara's voice became firmer, she was well aware that she had to be firm now, otherwise it would end very badly. “Don't make me repeat it a third time, I forbid you to do anything!”

With these words, the blonde wiped the tears from her face and headed to the locker room, albeit with a slow step. At the same time, two short steps were heard somewhere behind her. In the semi-darkness of the corridor, a woman's silhouette first appeared, and then her face partially appeared in the light. She had the smile of a real maniac on her face, and there was real madness in her eyes.

“Oh, I wasn't going to do anything,” Sintharia said softly, running her tongue over her lips. “In the end, the victims of a spider fall into the web themselves... and how could there be a better victim than the scum who offended my beloved older sister?”

Spoiler

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The winner by pinfall is Clara Gaster