Kyo Akamatsu vs Rachel Kincaid (D)

[Underdoggo]

It was taking a supreme effort of willpower on Kyo's part not to tap out: Rachel's cattle mutilation hold was expertly applied, wrenching Kyo's arms back almost to their breaking point. With a hold like this, the difference in stature, size or strength between them meant absolutely nothing, and Kyo found himself admitting that Rachel was, so far, showing herself to be an extremely good submissionist. So good that he was already being forced to give up his first rope break.

As Rachel stood up and got away from him, Kyo pushed himself up to his knees, wincing from the lingering pain in his shoulders. As Rachel showed him mock concern, he replied with a wary smile. "And deny you a proper match? That would hardly be sporting of me." Gingerly, he got back up to his feet and immediately started to circle her, showing absolutely no signs of letting up after that debilitating hold.

And then, without waiting, he would lunge forwards, raising an arm for a clothesline. He was absolutely anticipating that Rachel would duck it..which was why he immediately turned into a spin, using the momentum of his raised arm to whirl around and snap a kick at Rachel behind him, hoping to nail her in the side, chest or head and catch her unprepared!

[MrBrightside]

“If you insist. Just don’t blame me if you don’t walk away from this in one piece!” Rachel warned him as she watched him circle her. When the Japanese man changed at her with a clothesline she was prepared. She easily ducked the telegraphed attack.

“How predictable-aahh!” Rachel was cut off by the sudden kick to her side. She had gotten a little too cocky and ended up paying for it.

[Underdoggo]

Kyo's counter-kick slammed home, hammering into Rachel's side and sending the gold-clad wrestler staggering. Good, Kyo thought: that gave him some much-needed space and time for a counter attack. Time that he had to use now.

Without wasting time, Kyo ran to the opposite ropes, bouncing off of them, before running at Rachel from behind. Snagging her head under one arm, he would leap forwards, aiming to bulldog Rachel face-first into the mat!