Angels Reunited: Toshimi Minami vs Blade Uehara

[Bare]

Minami was firmly in the drivers seat now and she wouldn't allow Blade to forget it anytime soon as she finished beating the woman's knee into the mat. Followed of course by a sarcastic comment by Blade who yet again made a comment about her hair. Feeling her eyebrow twitch at this Minami would bend down and grip Blade by the hair forcing her head upwards to look at her. "I'm going to truly enjoy doing what comes next." Minami said as she then shoved Blade's face into the mat, digging and grinding the woman into it for a moment before she got off of her and once again turned her attention back to Blade's hurt leg, reaching down to grab it and pull it up before stepping through and dropping down, forcing Minami leg over before placing her other leg on top of Blade's own, keeping it trapped while Minami laid over Blade's back in a position most commonly associated with an STF, but in this case Minami would reach around, grabbing both of Blade's arms and pulling them up and forcing them as far backwards as possible with a tight conjoined grip of her hands to lock in a leg trap modified version of submission finisher the Venus Di Milo!

[killcarrion]

Radiating a rebellious inferno with nothing more than a punkish smirk and nostalgic callback to what Blade earnestly considered a dorky bowl-cut hairdo, the Aerial Artist remained defiant and metaphorically spat in the face of her judge, jury, and eventual executioner. Toshimi's ruthless stratagem and calculated sadism outlasted Blade's aerial assaults and breakneck speeds. Yeah, Blade could live with that. But what she couldn't live with was giving Toshimi the smug satisfaction of having Blade cower at her feet, instead being the authentic brazen badass she was right up till the end. Of course, she'll come to sorely regret this decision imminently as her yelped face was mushed into the canvas, blubbered mutters muffled out as the Venus made like she was literally squashing a bug onto the floor for a moment before thankfully relenting. A deflated Blade's thoughts mainly encompassing how much she emphatically hates this chick.

Blade's knuckled fist pressed into the canvas when her attempt to ascend was upended by the foreboding capture of her pained leg. Contorted and hyper-extended limbs taking Blade to the brink of her pain threshold almost immediately, especially with spiked needles eviscerating the leg Toshimi all targeted throughout the match. "RAGH!!! FUCKING...FUCK!!!" Blade sputtered through clenched teeth, sweat droplets spattered against the canvas with her sole freed leg thrashing against the canvas. Hapless and defenseless underneath Toshimi now painting a virtuoso portrait of squirmed pain. Fans encouraging Blade to overcome the odds again, but her pretzeled figure only quivered underneath Toshimi's masterful manipulation until limitations were breached...and a frantic tapping out and shrieked affirmation confirmed the submission that the referee was asking for. Signaling for the bell with the announcer making it official.