The Trial of Bast: Eshe Abdallah vs. Katsumi Oshiro

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Eshe was reeling, already on the back foot of the match, figuratively and quite literally. The arm bash to her back just made the pain spike even higher, her mind completely taken over by the aches. The violet’s hand rests against her spine, hoping to ease her woes but her rival had other plans. Katsumi grabbed her free wrist, tugging her away from the safety of the ropes before she was unceremoniously rolled onto her back to lay flat. She immediately began to panic, Katsumi already made it clear she had no intention of showing any signs of stopping from their short interaction. The Punkette was in their knees beside the Egyptian; instinctively her ebony toned arm shoots up to defend her face only to find no attack incoming.

Instead she felt their weight press against her abdomen as her right leg was hooked up by their arm. Her breath hitches in her throat as she felt their leg slide down her own to hook up her free leg. Their thigh locking up her own made the ebony toned woman’s skin burn with what she could only explain as embarrassment. Her hand was locked down as Katsumi seemed to lock eyes with her. Eshe mistook this sneering look as a competitive push.

Before she knew it the referee was already on the mat, beginning her count, her ragged breath sharpens as the first count rings out. ”ONE!” Eshe grits her teeth, focusing up on breaking free, she crunches her body as much as she can in her current position. ”TWO!”. The crowd is definitely in an uproar, some condemning Katsumi, some egging her on, but there was those voices coming through urging her on.

”THR-!” Just as the third count out of the five was coming, Eshe practically explodes. Her legs kick outward as her back arches with all her might in her bid to break the pin. She’d even go so far as to shoot up her free hand against their shoulder to push them away. If her sudden burst caught her rival off guard, she’d use that oppurtunity to recover and put some distance between them.

She was already off to a bad start but her own pride and the excitement of a challenge surged, lighting a fire in her chest.