A Spar to Remember

[321Shazam]

Yasha was able to lock in Drake in a Side Headlock her opponent proved to be very intuitive as he attempt to Back Suplex Yasha. That would've worked if Yasha wasn't aware of what he was doing. As Yasha went up in the air she'd shift her weight over so that as she and Drake went down Yasha would counter with a Cross Body into a pin. Drake showed his where with all by kicking out with almost instantaneously. After the kick out Yasha would stand back up and would back away before she'd wait for Drake to get back to his feet as well. When he did Yasha would try to Irish Whip Drake into the ropes if she could.

[CyanDimitrik]

In this case, Drake does indeed kick out all but instantly. He gets to his feet again just as quickly with a smirk on his face.

When he's on his feet, he finds that she's wasted no time in coming in again. He seems to go with her attempt at first, taking a single firm step forward. But he pivots on the heel and attempts to spin back on her to reverse the Irish Whip and send her into the ropes instead! And should she spring back at him, he'll have a knee-strike waiting to drive into her stomach!

[321Shazam]

Yasha would try to Irish Whip Drake but he would reverse it to Irish Whip her into the ropes instead. Yasha had a plan to jump on the ropes and launch herself at Drake for a Springboard Crossbody. However, as she was in mid-air she'd be caught with a knee strike. "Gugh!!!!" Yasha grunted as the force from the knee strike stopped her momentum in her tracks she crumbled down to her knees as she tried to recover. Now Drake had things under control as Yasha took time to catch her breathe.

[CyanDimitrik]

When she went airborne, Drake knew full-well it was too late to change tactics. He was committed to the knee attempt. The best he could hope for was to rely on her smaller stature to work against her and bring her down.

Feeling his knee slam into her and watching her drop was satisfying. Very satisfying. For as much as he's done in the ring, he'd never gotten to do that before. And she appears open! He's not about to take any chances with the Rumble Rose, and he closes in quickly. Reaching down, he grabs for her biceps to haul her up to her feet and sling her forcefully towards the closest turnbuckle, intent on pursuing and delivering a snappy downwards chop for her collar!

[321Shazam]

Yasha was given no time to rest as Drake pulled her by the arm to Irish Whip her into the corner. "ARGH!!...GUAH!!!!!" Yasha grunted in pain as her back hit the corner turnbuckle and then Drake would close the distance between them to hit her collar with a Knife Edge Chop. Yasha was in a bad way but she wasn't going to be trapped like an animal in the corner. Yasha would attempt to raise both her legs up to wrap them around Drake's head before she'd attempt to escape the corner with a Hurricanrana to send Drake into the middle of the ring and cause some separation so Yasha could recover properly.

[CyanDimitrik]

Drake prepared to strike her again, this time his arm drawing in for a reverse chop. But Yasha seems to have other plans. Her legs snap around his neck, and his hands immediately move to her thighs to try to wrangle control. The momentum is already tilted towards her favor and gravity, however, and he ends up flipped and spilled towards the center of the ring.

"Umf!"

He quickly turns over onto his side and starts to his feet again, though likely not before she's standing.

[321Shazam]

Yasha was able to create some distance between herself and Drake. Yasha would get back up to her feet and would see Drake begin to do the same. Yasha would rush at Domino and would roll over his back to get behind him. Then Yasha would book it toward the ropes behind him. Yasha would hope Drake would turn around to try and see her because she would end up using those ropes as a Springboard for another move Yasha would springboard off the ropes and would Moonsault through the air trying to catch Drake and hit him with a crashing Reverse Falling DDT with all the momentum she gained to force him down to the mat.

[CyanDimitrik]

The girl closes in on him again, and Drake attempts to catch her around the waist. But she pulls something very different, springing over him and tumbling past his back. Drake isn't the largest male wrestler by a long shot, so his opponents have never done that before. Grappling a smaller opponent is definitely a new experience; as different as grappling a sexy female in the ring.

Just as she'd hoped, he turns to keep track of her, expecting her to rebound at him. His stance widens, fingers spread, and - he realizes she's already airborne. She catches his head and brings him down solidly to the mat with a reverberating slam. "Unf..!" The young model lies there, dazed, body splayed out, and chest and six-packed abs rising and falling with each breath.

[321Shazam]

Yasha's gamble paid off and now Drake was down. Yasha could go for an early pin, but Drake didn't seem like he was finished yet. Yasha would get back up to her feet and would try to stay on offense by sending a stomp to Drake's abs trying to force him into a seated position. If it worked Yasha would wind up her foot to attempt to follow up with a Soccer Ball Kick to Drake's chest to deal some more damage early on. Yasha still wasn't sure what Drake was capable of, but she thought that if she'd be able to put him away early she wouldn't have to find out in a bad way.

[CyanDimitrik]

Drake was already open for a follow-up, recovering on the mat. So the stomp to his abs is completely unprotected, forcing him to sit up as she'd intended, arms covering his midsection. "Hff..!" His head hangs forward, eyes squeezed shut, which keeps him from seeing the follow-up. The kick lands hard against his firm pecs, blasting him back down to the mat on his back! His limbs splay out again, right knee steepled, and groaning.