Iron Princess Battle: Noelle Silva vs Elizabeth Ganevil Grunmada

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"Pretty much anybody could've dodged that. I just said 'Ole,'" said Noelle as she stared almost incredulously at Elizabeth's accusation that she had performed some sort of Spanish voodoo magic to avoid a Body Splash. Well, that wasn't really what the raven haired princess was saying, but it was funnier for Noelle to imagine it that way.

It was almost impressive how frail Elizabeth seemed to be, considering she was holding her body in pain after simply falling. Noelle saw no reason to take the initiative, as she was still fine with just letting her opponent make a fool of herself.

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Elizabeth was getting pissed as she wildly went for a double axe handle.

“Take this you dumb Spanish bitch!”

She would swing and miss her opponent, tripping herself.

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Noelle was truly unprepared for the sheer, unmitigated incompetence that Elizabeth had as a wrestler. Though the Maltese princess looked bad naturally, an enraged Elizabeth was somehow even worse. Looking so weak, unskilled, and uncoordinated that the she'd probably job to a child on their middle school wrestling team. The servants and butlers who convinced Elizabeth that she was good must have been gifted actors and actresses.

Noelle lazily raised an arm over her head to deflect the incoming strike, but it wasn't even necessary as Elizabeth tripped herself and swung her arms out wide of the Spaniard. The raven haired wrestler instead fell face first into Noelle's breasts, before bouncing off and landing at the silver haired princess's feet. "Oh my God," said Noelle, too stunned to laugh. "You're actually going to submit yourself before you submit me."

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Elizabeth would be looking up at her and violently shook her head.

“No! I’m not submitting to you.”

Elizabeth would manage to actually sweep Noelle off of her feet and put on a somewhat decent Boston crab, however, she would be too weak to even hold it for 3 seconds.

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"We'll see about that," said Noelle was Elizabeth declared that she would not submit. The Spaniard wondered if she would be singing that same tune once Noelle actually started trying. But at this point, she still wasn't trying, so Elizabeth was finally able to land an attack, knocking Noelle to the floor with a leg sweep before moving in for a Boston Crab.

"Oh?" Noelle gasped as she felt Elizabeth lock in her Boston Crab. Was it possible that she could have a competent submission game? Turns out the answer was no. The Maltese pulled back hard for a couple of seconds before losing her grip on her own and releasing Noelle's legs back down to the floor. The Spaniard was confused. It wasn't as if she had worked to escape, by was the hold released?

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Elizabeth would try the hold again, this time actually putting the hold on the hold.

“Cmon. Suffer!”

It would hurt the grey haired vixen but not a lot for a phrased “submission specialist”

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Noelle was still confused about why Elizabeth's Boston Crab was over after less than a pinfall count, but whatever it was, it wasn't enough to stop the Maltese from trying again. This time she actually managed to keep the hold locked in, but even still, Noelle would equate this more to the mild discomfort of a deep stretch rather than actual pain. The Spaniard's silence should speak volumes to the effect Elizabeth's hold was having on her.

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Elizabeth would sense that her move wasn’t doing any damage as she continued to stretch her legs.

“Cmon! Just tap out!”

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"Why would I tap out to something that doesn't hurt?" asked Noelle without a hint of strain in her voice. "Are you sure you actually know how to do a Boston Crab? The worst part about this is all the weight on my back." Noelle turned her head back away from Elizabeth and chuckled to herself. She couldn't wait to hear how the raven haired princess took that jab.

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Elizabeth would then get up and would start stomping on Noelle as she was getting really pissed now. “I’m putting you in locks. You’re supposed to tap when I do that.”

She would then grab Noelle by the hair and would place her in a head scissor. To Noelle’s shock, this headscissor would be Elizabeth’s tightest hold on the match.