Electro Pyro Overload! Keqing [D] vs. Tomoe [D]

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As Keqing came charging back in, Tomoe looked way too dazed to put up any resistance. The athlete felt confident her attack would land, and so she threw all her weight against Tomoe in her flying body splash! She knew if she didn't give it her all there was a good chance she would just bounce off, or even worse get caught in Tomoe's arms and receive a brutal counterattack!

Her ferocity paid off though, as her speedy body smashed into Tomoe's chest, bringing them both crashing down onto the mats with a tremendous thud. Keqing was actually a bit addled by the impact, as it felt like she had just rammed a brick wall over using her body. Still, she had to be in better shape than Tomoe after that! She was the one on top after all!

She had a choice now though, try to go for a pin, or keep on attacking. Taking a deep breath, Keqing decided upon the latter. She was feeling a bit winded from all her speedy attacks though, and so decided to change tactics, going for something that would allow her to recover some of her stamina while simultaneously being punishing to her opponent. That was a submission move.

The purple-haired beauty shifted on top of Tomoe, pushing up to her knees while simultaneously attempting to grab one of her thick arms. She would try to scissor the arm between her nylon-covered legs and pull back, attempting to lock Tomoe in a painful armbar!

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Keqing jumped into Tomoe like one'a those European canal jumpers onto their sticks, hanging on for dear life as her weight unbalanced the heavyweight enough to bring her crashing down! It was hard to tell while punch-drunk (or, rather, knee-drunk), but based on the brief beat without any commotion, Tomoe guessed that the effort hurt Keqing too.

Still, it must not have hurt the smaller girl all that much, as soon enough, Keqing was back upon her. She laid across Tomoe, pulling her arm between her legs for an armbar! Tension wrenched at her elbow and shoulder, proving the physics of the situation: Size didn't matter as much when one had proper leverage.

Tomoe was instinctual and, at times, even primal, But she wasn't stupid, especially when it came to wrestling. She knew that kicking out of a hold like this required not just power but also coordination. After all, it was essentially kipping up while shrugging off an opponent. Doing it blindly would get Tomoe nowhere. In a few seconds, she was sure she'd be able to recover enough to make a solid attempt. But she didn't know if she even had a few seconds before the armbar became too much to bear.

Instead, she simply wrapped her free arm around Keqing's ankles, pinning her opponent's legs to her body and, hopefully, reducing her leverage. Then, praying she had enough of a strength advantage to power through, she flexed her bicep! Her upper arm was trapped by the armbar, of course, but if she could flex strong enough, she could tear her upper arm away from Keqing's clutches. And if that happened, she would straighten her arm back out swiftly, slamming her fist into whatever part of Keqing's torso she could manage!

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With Tomoe's wrist grasped tightly and her upper arm scissored between her legs, Keqing felt confident she would lock in the armbar. That would put her in a highly advangateous situation, as afterwards Tomoe would either have to submit (which even Keqing didn't think was very likely) or get her arm hurt as she powered her way out. It would give the smaller girl a chance to catch her breath and recover some stamina too, so Keqing expected to come out well on top in this exchange.

"Tap out or get hurt Tomoe!" Keqing demanded as she attempted to wrench back on the huge woman's arm. Tomoe was wicked strong through, putting up tremendous resistance even as Keqing threw in all the strength in her body. But with her current grip and advantageous position, surely Tomoe wouldn't be able to hold out for long!

That is, until Keqing felt Tomoe's other arm wrap around her ankles. That kept Keqing from using the full strength in her lower body. The Chinese girl held on stubbornly, but when Tomoe flexed all her strength Keqing couldn't maintain her grip even with two hands. "Oh shoot!" she gasped when Tomoe's wrist slipped out of her grip. She reached up to try and grab it again, only to have Tomoe's fist come crashing down, hammering her right on her belly!

"Guh!" Keqing's eyes widened as the fist buried its way into her tight abs. The air rushed out of her body in an instant, spittle flying from her mouth. She forgot about trying to lock in the armbar as both her hands went to her belly, letting out a soft whine of pain, legs releasing Tomoe's arm as she tried to curl up and soothe herself.

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Her fist found purchase in Keqing's gut, freeing Tomoe! The blow wasn't all that strong given their relative leverage, but it was enough to stun the girl for sure. "Whoof." She rolled herself onto all fours before shaking out her arm. "Hell of an armbar you've got there!" Even as she complimented her foe, Tomoe crawled over to Keqing's side, looming over her like a bad omen. And that omen was swift to come true, as she rolled Keqing to her front and sought to lift her up!

"Upsy daisy!" Without any fight from Keqing, Tomoe would be able to easily stand up and lift her opponent parallel to the mats. She would then proceed to extend her arms fully, earning a pop from the crowd as she performed a full shoulder press with Keqing as her weight! The smaller middleweight would be suspended more then seven-and-a-half feet in the air, once Tomoe's arm length was accounted for.

Hopefully, Keqing wasn't afraid of heights, but even if she wasn't, this certainly must have been an intimidating position. Dropping someone on their back from this height would almost certainly put them down for the count. But Tomoe wasn't about to end their fight so soon -- besides, this spot was always a personal favorite of hers. So instead, she brought Keqing down front-first for a Military Press Gutbuster -- a move that would wind all but the most sturdy of wrestlers!

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But the spot wasn't done there, even if the crowd oohed and ahhed in time with the slam! Keqing was kept prostrate upon Tomoe's knee. Tomoe would then bring a cascade of rough chops -- just too forceful to be considered a massage -- raining up and down Keqing's back. It was the LAW debut of a signature move that had brought her so much cheer in the indies: the Hibachi Hell!

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Keqing was winded from the blow, but as the match had just started she was more than fresh enough to recover. Not fast enough though, as Tomoe was on her before she could even roll onto her front. With a gasp, the smaller fighter got picked up off the mat, her eyes widening in shock as Tomoe effortlessly lifted her above her head! Keqing was almost too afraid to struggle, her hands desperately grabbing at Tomoe's wrist, hoping that the fiery redhead wouldn't botch her move and drop her at the wrong angle. She still kicked at the air with her feet, though not hard enough to really shake Tomoe's grip.

Then she came crashing down. "GAH!" Keqing's gasp this time was far louder as Tomoe slammed her belly-first into her hard knee! The impact was strong enough that the smaller girl practically bounced, she would have fallen onto her side had Tomoe not forcefully held in in place over her knee. The impact knocked every last bit of wind out of her body!

After that hit, Keqing needed a break. Her belly ached as she tried to suck in a breath, feeling Tomoe's knee digging deep into her gut as she tried to suck in some air. Tomoe wasn't going to give her any respite though, as Keqing next felt a flurry of chops up and down her back! Each hit elicited a grunt of pain from the athlete, until by the end of it she had literally no more air left in her body to let out any cries.

Yet still she didn't give up. Keqing somehow found the strength to raise one of her arms and push against Tomoe's rock-hard abs. She needed time to get away and recover, and the best thing she could think to do was to get off of Tomoe's knee for now. So she pushed, trying to slide her body off Tomoe's knee to fall on her side, lying in a bruised up and sore heap on the mats.

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Once her chops reached the base of Keqing's spine, Tomoe threw her arms up for a pop! "WOOOO!" She let out a cheer of exhilaration, mirroring the crowd's approval as she sent her diminutive foe straight to Hibachi Hell!

Her opponent, though, seemed to be having much less fun. She slid herself off of Tomoe's knee, limply flopping to the canvas. The heavyweight heard nothing but a few pained wheezes and grunts coming from her once-vivacious opponent. "Ahh, crap." She rose to her feet, ruffling at the back of her own head. Sheepish air escaped from Tomoe's lungs in a cross between a huff and a chuckle. "Guess I overdid it, huh?"

The doubtful pose, didn't last for long, though, as Tomoe was quick to rear her head back in uproarious laughter! "GAHAHA! See, that's why ya gotta put some meat on those bones! Can't go down from a few big hits if ya wanna be a wrestler!" She reached beneath Keqing's back and knees, lifting her up until she was cradled within her muscular arms.

She paced around the ring, flashing a dynamite grin to each of the four sides as laughter rang out from the stands. Ordinarily, she would've paraded Keqing around in a torture rack or a muscle buster or something like that. But, she figured, Keqing had gone through a lot in such a short time. Anything more than was needed to finish her off would just be rude. Besides, she wanted her to be fully awake for what happened next, not writhing in pain.

So instead, she bridal-carried Keqing around the ring, almost swaddling her as she made her way to one of the ring corners! She craned her head to face Keqing. "Gonna make this quick for ya, okay?" she whispered.

The scene might have looked sweet, if it weren't for the obvious signs of what she might do next! Tomoe climbed up the corner, careful not to drop her wounded foe. Then, she shifted her grip to Keqing's waist, hoisting her upside-down! The LAW faithful gasped, suddenly hanging onto the edge of their seats! As the upcoming brutality was evident: If Keqing couldn't muster the strength to interfere, she would then leap, all but slam-dunking Keqing through the canvas with an avalanche piledriver!

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Keqing took the time Tomoe spent showboating to try and recover. The chops to her back, while not hard enough to leave her bruised, still let her feeling quite sore and battered. Her gut was in far worse shape, after having a knee so brutally driven into it there was no doubt in Keqing's mind that she was going to sport quite the bruise in the morning. But she couldn't just lie there feeling sorry for herself, the match was still in its beginning stages, and she still needed to fight!

Luckily for her Tomoe wasn't really the brutal type. Perhaps it was due to feeling sorry for her due to their sheer size difference, but instead of beating up more on Keqing, Tomoe grabbed her in a bridal carry to parade her around the ring! Of course, there was an added element of humiliation which was not missed on the prideful athlete, but Keqing really did appreciate the chance to regain her senses and some measure of her strength. Any humiliation she felt now would be paid back tenfold once she won, she thought.

The Chinese girl kept quiet as Tomoe set her up for her next move. She could tell whatever it was would be devastating if landed, as Tomoe carried her up the turnbuckle, setting her up for what would be a huge move. Keqing did not feel ready to counterattack, her abs ached and her back was still sore. But she knew of she didn't make a move now, there was a very good chance thst Tomoe might just break her in half!

So when Tomoe moved her into position, holding her upside down, Keqing made her move. The audience watching gasped as Tomoe set her up. But then, when Keqing suddenly sprang into action, they gasped again! The seemingly beaten girl suddenly kicked up, her thighs closing around Tomoe's head! With a tight squeeze locked in, Keqing let out a loud yell as she flung her body outwards and then swung in, using all the strength in her much smaller body to try and bring Tomoe crashing down to the mat in an improvised headscissor takedown from on top the turnbuckle!

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Tomoe held Keqing by her hips, hanging her precariously over the canvas. A swell of gasps, cheers, and screams built around the stadium. Surely a piledriver from this height would end this bout almost as quickly as it began! There was no way that the smaller fighter's body could handle such a slamming drop even at her freshest; in as bad a way as she was in right now, this move had all the makings of a match-ending blow!

Unfortunately for the chef, it was not to be. In a flash, Keqing herself gave the crowd something to gasp over, as she kicked up and locked her legs around Tomoe's neck! Then, with an effortful grunt, she curled in on herself and leaned off the post, and gravity did the rest. "Uwaah!"

She tumbled through the air, dragged along by Keqing's legs! Two callused palms were the first things to hit the canvas, albeit at an angle that caused them to skip like stones. "GUUGH!" The rest of her was next. The ring shivered and quaked as all 197 pounds of Tomoe Togarashi hit the canvas -- all borne by her head, neck, and upper back!

Though she stopped flipping, Tomoe's mind still spun, wracked by the pain of impact. If her hands hadn't broken her fall first, the move might have been enough to put Tomoe out right there and then! Even as it was, though, the fall more than dazed the chef. "Gyuuuuh..." She laid on the ground, eyes bleary, unfocused, and blinking.

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After pulling off the stunning reversal, Keqing wound up slamming onto the mat right beside Tomoe on her back. Which was rather unfortunate for her, as even though she dodged what would definitely have been a match-ending move, she had still taken quite a bit of damage. Still, she had to be in better shape that Tomoe after that, she thought, as she reached up and grabbed the ropes to pull herself back up.

Groaning, the athlete found it hard to move as she slowly dragged her body up to her feet. Tomoe had done a number on her with just a few moves, her gut was still sore from getting dropped on Tomoe's knee, nevermind her back. She grit her teeth through the pain though as she pulled herself up. She needed to have more stamina than this if she was going to win!

Seeing Tomoe dazed and laid out, Keqing knew if she acted quickly she could swing the momentum totally in her favor. With that thought she finally reached her feet. Taking a deep breath, the speedy fighting jumped up, her feet landing on the middle ropes of the ring. She stood up straight, raising an arm into the air to signal her attack.

"Please stay still Tomoe!" Keqing practically begged in her mind as she leapt up, her athletic body bending backwards as she flipped through the air, performing a moonsault off the second ropes to land with a tremendous body splash right on top of Tomoe's hopefully still prone form!

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Tomoe blinked her eyes open, trying desperately to clear the dazedness from her vision. Whatever stage lights weren't covered up by the dense fog were spinning and multiplying ad nauseam.

Soon enough, she managed to recover just enough of her marbles to get a sense of what was happening around her. The first sound she heard was a swell in the crowd. Given that Tomoe was currently on the canvas, that probably meant that Keqing was doing something that she wasn't gonna like at all. "KRAAGH!" And the first sensation she felt after getting her senses back only confirmed that, as Keqing splashed right on top of her!

The unexpected blow knocked the breath right out of her lungs. Reflexively, she flipped herself over and wrapped her arm around Keqing's waist in a muscle memory-fueled attempt to guard against a possible pin attempt. Her grasp was not quite limp, but far from hard enough to be called a bear hug, or even to do a good job of keeping her in place. Still, it was all she could do, given the two moves she'd just taken.

"T-Truce... yeah?" She made the suggestion knowing full well that it probably wasn't gonna be accepted, but it could never hurt to try. "Just... for a mo'...?"