The hunt is on [ For Rym ]

[Ghost]

If there was one thing that Karina was really good at outside of the match and that was to hold grudges against people who did her wrong. Just losing wasn't going to trigger that. Heck, even despite how Karla treated her in that fight, she wouldn't actively hunt for her considering their weight differences. It was rather impressive that she was managing to go toe to toe with Karina! ..What she did do wrong was use weaponry, the one thing Karina was planning on letting Karla get away with. This was a lesson and Karina was planning to be a very strict teacher, who would also give detention by the end of it! Now that she had her trapped in the ceiling hold though, she would begin to abuse those limbs, keeping Karla up high and not allowing her to even live a second without pain in the hold.

" ..I'll put you down alright, just not in the way you want me to. " She warned, finally the words were given Karla and even single one of them spelled further danger for Karla. This woman was going to be humiliated and destroyed, by the end of it she will know not only defeat, but also the danger of getting on Karina's bad side! She would begin to lower the woman, then lifted her up and tensed those limbs just to further damage them, keeping Karla up and in this hold for the duration Karina could handle.

[Monsy]

This just. Wasn’t deserved.
She beat that bitch, fair and square! Of course she did, who had any doubts? She didn’t. Hundchen was knocked flat. Empty eyes. You can see the drool. Didn’t have much left inside her. The heavyweight fell and now just wouldn’t let it rest. Yes, that’s the truth. That’s why she’s stuck in this world. That’s how she ends up with biting shoulders and legs, feeling her core grit and choke yourself on spit as she arches her head up towards the ceiling. “I’am… going…”

Heave. Heave. “... To kill you!” Then she squealed. Her limbs, once loose, now screamed against its sockets. Her muscles felt like they were ripping. She puffed up her lungs for that breath, and it was emptied. They hurt afterward like a bad rash. It’s like a terrible post workout. She just needed breathing space. Holds like these were something that couldn’t keep up forever, right? Right??

[Ghost]

If Karina could read minds, she would definitely be asking around for Karla's former opponents to ask if Karla truly deserve this. Had she actually fought and beat Karina fair and square, that might have been something Karina could respect despite the taunting. However, using a brass knuckle as a last ditch effort to stop Karina from winning left a vengeful afterthought and it was time to make it a reality. She needed Karla to understand that by the end of this, she was nothing more than a chew toy for Karina, someone whom she can sink her fangs in and shake around until she had enough of it.

Speaking of enough, she decided it was high time to release Karla from such a dreadful hold, tilting to the side so she could casually dump Karla down besides her, the training mats serving for plenty of soft ground so Karla wouldn't get hurt more in the process, but off course Karina was not done with her. For now though, she needed time to rouse her muscles, rolling away from Karla so she could push herself back up onto her feet and take her time stretching her arms, roll her shoulders and shake her legs, even bouncing a few times to get some blood flowing into those lengthy elevated limbs. " Kill me huh? From the looks of it you're a few holds away from playing dead. " She teased, keeping her eyes on Karla the entire time. One small move or even an attempt of getting up would have Karina back in attack mode.

[Monsy]

Karla crashed into a heap. It made a good smack on the soft mat. Her back felt more like splinters after that hold was held for so long. Had her puffing. Yet, no less pissed off than anything. These were one of the moments where she’d explode into some frenzy where either someone’s face or her knuckles felt like bruised mush. Yet, with a workout and her back wrecked, she had the stuff just to get on her hands and knees, sit on her legs and try combing her hair for some semblance of control.

“You mean like you did when I punched you? Is that all this is about? You being a grumpy little loser Hundchen?” Karla laughed, weakly, though with her spine still unsupportive of anything resembling a straight posture, she had to put her fist down. “You’re pathetic. An absolute brat! You should thank me for humbling your attitude!”

[Ghost]

Off course every word picked by Karla was the wrong one to say to Karina, who was just adjusting her outfit and making sure it was tight around her chest before her attention went back to the fallen red head who refused to admit she is sorry. It just meant more punishment that would come her way and Karina was a big fan of that kind when she was the one dealing it. The girl definitely could still definitely bark and that mean she could also whimper a lot more when Karina bends her in tow again.

She would make her way towards Karla, closing the distance between the two and would aim to try and grasp Karla by the hair, wanting to drag her towards the wall by it so she could have some proper foundation for the next attack she had in mind and boy was it going to be a painful one unless Karla could find a way to stop her.

[Monsy]

Once her lid was off, she couldn’t shut it. She fumed like this overflowing pot, spilling out her anger in waves of cursing Karina with everything she still had in her tank. Then when grabbed by the hair, Karla didn’t have much to offer. Hunched over, bumbling on her feet, she came against the wall easily enough, her sweaty back into the cold which made her shiver more than usual. “Let! Me! Go!” Karla raged, then pulled her fist in and aimed to punch the beastly Karina in her abs! If one fist hit, then she’d throw another with her opposite hand, alternating punches to get SOME vengeance in this overwise one-sided assault.

[Ghost]

Karina took Karla towards the wall like she was a piece of meat. Just a fallen beast that a caveman had clubbed down and was now taking home to his cave to cook and feast on. To Karina, Karla was exactly that, though the feasting was not going to be on the menu just yet, she had to tenderize her prey after all. Karina pushed Karla against the cold wall but the red head would not behave.

Taking those punches to her bare, steely abs, Karina would reach forward to grasp Karla by the shoulders, holding her straight and against the wall before Karina would launch her thick, powerful leg forward to try and crash her knee into Karla's abs to return the favor. Karina wasn't about to let Karla gain control, and she was certain that right now, Karla was still in pain and not in the correct mindset to actually hurt Karina properly.

[Monsy]

Karla had sagged against the wall. Her back was pushed flat, and she could only charge up her arms so much to swing against the Barbarian Karina. She felt like she hung upside down, spun around backwards and forced to punch like a hung puppet. Being pushed up straight, so her bent knees wobbled and she almost buckled to the floor, her hands raised, partially open to put up a pitiful boxer’s defence before eating her knee square in the belly. It shook her from the navel to her waist. Her eyes became baseballs with bloodshot valleys. Spittle came out her mouth as she gurgled out a wheezing whine, “b-blegh!--”

Then she practically slumped, whether held up by Karina’s hands against the wall, or folded over her meaty leg, Karla’s strength to dissipate as she wrestled with a sense of grogginess and pain swimming in every nerve ending.

[Ghost]

Karina would watch her victim carefully and once Karla slumped, it was time to make sure Karla would pass out in the most memorable way possible. Karina would bring Karla's arms down to her own sides before Karina brought her arms around Karla's waist, pulling the redhead closer until Karla would be resting against Karina's chest. Then, Karina tightened her grip around Karla, putting her in a standing bear hug at first before she lifts Karla clean off her feet.

It was time for a bear hug, something Karina was quite good at, it was basically her go to submission hold while a Spear was her go to attack to bring people breathless.

"Now then.. Time to pass out, and perhaps find a way to break you further when you wake up."

With that, Karina began a few powerful pulses, tightening her arms repeatedly around Karla's spine, hurting her in the process and lifting Karla up even higher.

[Monsy]

Karla was rocked without even taking a hit on her chin. That knee had buried itself into her gut and left her head swimming. She was puddy, a bunch of twine and loose muscles that moulded to Karina’s barbarian whims. Soon her arms were brought hugging to herself. She found herself in Karina’s sweaty chest, whining out as she was squeezed. Her spine curled and cracked. Growls puttered out as her lungs were squeezed for everything. Dizziness was next. She felt full in the head, unable to breathe, growing sweaty, red in the face and screaming out whenever she could muster the air. One. Two. Three pulses. Her back cracked some more, her body curled to Karina’s grip while smothered. Her vision spun around, and soon her eyes were falling into the back of her skull. A quiet groan smoothed out, her head fell back to look up, unconscious and twitching.