Miranda Tomi vs GASTER

[Fairy Dragon]

Mira dropped her to the mat with a slam and GASTER was spread out and vulnerable for her to start messing with. Turning to her opponent once more the dancer would start to close in on the hurt Shadow Lord. This match had gone on long enough and now was the best time to shut her and her overconfident behind down with some good old fashioned beatdown tactics.

"Looks like you spoke too soon there." Miranda was going to make this quick. She needed to put this match on ice soon but first she needed to make sure that GASTER wasn't going to have a chance in hell to protest. She would grab her leg and force GASTER onto her back before lifting her leg up and high enough that GASTER was bridging enough hat went she bent the leg and ankle she was bending GASTER a bit.

[Vc0m]

GASTER groaned in pain from the perfectly executed spinebuster. She was so close to winning. She could tell that Mira was almost ready to go down for the 3 count...the caveat being that so was she. The finals spot for We Are LAW was on the line, she couldn't lose hope now!

...but, the dancer would make sure to try and strip that hope away from her, as she turned the Shadow Lord onto her stomach, and, grabbing her leg, would try and bend the GASTER's spine inward!

"GRRRAAGH! AAAGH! NO! I-I WON'T TAP!", she screamed more to herself than the ref and Mira...

[Fairy Dragon]

The submission hold rolled up GASTER and she was screaming out in pain. Refusing to tap but not exactly in a situation she could stop Miranda so while her refusal was annoying she knew that things were getting to the point that it was a mute point regardless. After about a minute she would try and tighten the hold harder before she just let it go entirely.

"You dont need to tap. Youll just break one way or another." Mira said dropping a knee down onto her back then grabbing her arms and pulling them up while keeping her down, then with a bit of force she would lift her foe up and then try and drive her into mat head first lifting her up to repeat the process as she basically stomped GASTER into the mat over and over again.

[Vc0m]

Clara had trained with Lya for a long while, training all her body parts to survive hellish stretches by her foes for minutes at a time...

...however, that didn't mean they didn't hurt. With GASTER's back bending inwards, plus all the damage she experienced in the match so far, the Brit was really contemplating to tap out right there...

...only for her to lock her hand into a fist, and refuse to do so. Title was worth more than her spine being bent for a minute.

60 seconds after the hold, Mira would roughly pull on the Shadow Lord's spine to apply further pressure to the hold, before dropping the Shadow Lord's leg...and her own knee into the Brit's spine!

"UUUUUGH!!! AGH! AGH!"

Before following up by repeatedly stomping and ramming her head into the canvas, driving her hurting masked face again and again and again and again...with a bloody streak seeping from underneath the Shadow Lord's mask and onto the floor!

[Fairy Dragon]

Knocking GASTER around like that and stomping her into the mat she knew the women didnt have much left in the tank. While normally she would go for a pinfall to try and end things the minute she saw she was bleeding now she felt that she had to be sure before she put her opponent down for the final count.

"This ought to do it." Miranda said looking at her opponent rising up before she would try and run her down. Rushing out of the corner to drive GASTER down and out to the mat with a Running Knee. If it connected she would drop on top of GASTER and go for a final pin.

[Vc0m]

For a few seconds, GASTER laid unmoving on the canvas. The people in the audience believed that the Shadow Lord was done for, and the pin for her was immanent. And yet, ginger dancer chose to end things off with a move, waiting for the Shadow Lord to rise to her knees to seal her fate...

But, underneath her bloodied eyes...the Brit saw Miranda getting ready to strike...and made a plan in her head.

As she pushed herself up to her knees, Mira would rush towards her, her leg outstretched for her Running Knee finisher!

...except, right before the strike, GASTER would duck underneath her rival's leg, rolling forward to avoid the strike!

From there, she would try and carry her momentum towards the ropes, to rebound and rushed towards the recovering Mira, aiming to capture her arm from behind, and use it to spin backwards, capturing her head in the process to slam it into the canvas for her finishing Destiny's End!

[Fairy Dragon]

Miranda was starting to see the chance to knock her out here and now. She saw GASTER starting to get up and then took off like a rocket, rushing towards the bleeding masked wrestler to knock her on her ass to send her down and out. But as she got close she suddenly found herself hitting nothing but air. She caught herself landing on her feet and shuffling trying to get back up fully when she was caught up in GASTER's own finisher just as she stood up.

"Aggghh!" Mira screamed as she was dropped to the floor head first. Bouncing off the mat for the moment and rolling to her back in a stunned state. Rolling off to the side and feeling a bit surprised after the impact.

[Vc0m]

Clara hit her finishing moved perfectly, and would immediately take for the hurting Miranda to pin her shoulders to the mat, hooking her leg for leverage as she screamed: "COUNT!", at the ref...

"ONE!"

[Fairy Dragon]

The move stunned Miranda, which was exactly what it needed to do. Long enough for GASTER to get on top of her and start the pinfall. Mira didnt react much as the move caught her completely unaware and it felt like it smashed her face into oblivion.

"TWO!"

Miranda tried to will herself to kick out. She knew that the move was done out of desperation and is he could get out of this somehow she would be able to pull off the win and go on to become the inaugural champion. But all she could do was manage to wiggle her leg around in an effort to kick out as the move just caught her at the right time to nail the three count.

[Vc0m]

GASTER grew nervous as she felt Mira's leg wiggle under her, fearful that the redhead was about to kick out in a second!

The final, third count, felt like it lasted a minute...an hour even. Could Mira really kick out of her finisher like this?

...the answer came soon after, as the ref's voice rang in her ears:

"THREE!"

DING DING DING!

"YES!"

GASTER practically leapt into the air...before crumpling right back to the floor as the pain from the match came rushing back at her, practically dropping to lay down next to Mira as the PA declared her the winner.

"I...I did it!", she remarked as the ref lifted her arm up to help her to her feet, and lifted it further up in victory!

The Shadow Lord took to a turnbuckle to pose as her theme song played...before turning to Mira, and outstretching her hand to the dancer:

"G-good match!"