Lizzie Borden Vs. Valentina Nieto - Defining Brutality

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The fact that Lizzie finally opted for a match end was almost as shocking in itself as to what had occurred in the match itself, if it could be called that. There were many squashes in LAW, and there would be many more, yet the encounter that took places before the masses could almost serve as the perfect definition of that word for many years to come. Valentina had long since passed out, and near enough the majority of Lizzie's brutal arsenal was unleashed on a broken frame.

And in return, all the Spaniard did in return was maybe scratch the knees of the giant.

TWO!!

-Unsurprisingly came just as easy as the first call, as the referee almost sped through the count somewhat to bring about a more merciful end. The medical staff already prepped behind that entrance curtain could barely restrain themselves from sprinting down the ramp before the match had even ended...

[LtLukas]

Lizzie waited. It was only a matter of time. The Nightmare felt that it had always been time, and the feeling was unmistakeable. Sure, she had won the match, but more importantly she had inflicted a lot of damage on her opponent. The win was just a happy little extra to the night's carnage. It would also be a strong signal to all of the other women in this league. And across the world.

THREE!

Lizzie laid down for another second, and looked over at her opponent. She did not have to lay there for any longer, but she did anyways. It was another statement in a night of statements. She pushed herself up to the mat, and looked at the little ref girl. The zebra seemed almost petrified with fear, and the cold look that Lizzie was giving her was probably not assuaging her misgivings. She made her way over, and lifted Lizzie's hand as much as she could, to a chilly reaction from the fans.

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Needless to say, Valentina's reaction was as expected. Simply non-existent. Her figure un-moving as a few daring officials slid into the ring on the opposing side from the giant, the busty Spaniard would be utterly motionless as she was tended to. Her breathing low, and body near enough coated in bruises, those scanning the girl were utterly gobsmacked at the lack of blood. Keeping their figures low, trying not to stifle the giant and suggest they were out to get in the way of her victorious moment or otherwise, motions would be made to the back for a stretcher to be brought down.

If Valentina even survived and recovered this encounter with full function, she most certainly would not be the same woman again.

Possibly, ever.

Winner by Pinfall: Lizzie Borden