Slamfest!!- Korra vs Natasha.

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The boot left it’s mark rendering her for practically stumbling out on her feet after nearly taking her head off with the kick. Not that Korra was going to stop an give her a moment to breathe. She was kicking ass in all her finery and taking names to boot. With Natasha still on the retreat from her kick she felt that she could keep remaking her agaisnt that corner. Rushing in to drive her shoulder into Natasha’s body. Then she would grab and start to drag her out out the corner and more to the center. Tightening her grip she would hoist her up in the air and drop to the side sending her foe to the floor with with all of Korra’s weight.

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Natasha would take the shoulder to the guts and moaned out loudly, leaning forwards. She would need a moment to recover from that, when she suddenly felt how her opponent was grabbing her and pulled her out of the corner towards the center of the ring. The Russian was still a little bit dizzy but was still feeling like she could go on, so when Korra was trying to lift her up from the ground the Russian would only grab her opponent around the belly and flexed every muscle in her body making it impossible for her opponent to lift her up from the floor. “oh poor little girl… “would natasah say with her Russian accent, staring dead into the eyes of her opponent. In the next moment she would punch the darker skinned woman against the head with such a impact that the punch could shatter bones easily. The Russian would then push her opponent backwards away. “lifting is only for real woman!”

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Korra had a firm grip on Natasha, her stance was good and she knew she had the power to do the job. But when she went to lift the Russian up she struggled and made actually pulling the job off difficult. With her opponent pushed agaisnt her and shifted her weight the correct way to stop her. Then as she was speaking she suddenly threw a punch to the face. Korra’s head turned fully away from Natasha from the punch while she was pushed away. Still on her feet but for the moment feeling the effect of the punch.

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Natasha wouldn´t stop her roll on her opponent instead she would reach out with her left hand to grab the shoulder of her opponent as thigh as she could pulling her back in. She would then grab the waist of her opponent with her other hands. With a smirk on her face she would slowly bend her knee going a bit lower. “and that’s how you lift someone!” She would say fully sure she would pull it off. In the next moment she would lift her opponent up from the mat and into a gorilla press, putting her opponent right over her own head. The Russian would stay like this for a moment, showing off what a real woman could do. In the next moment she would just let go of her opponent and step forwards letting her dope down to the mat behind her, while clapping into her hand.

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Korra was being pulled up before she knew what was happening. Having regained her senses once she was in the air from Natasha trying to hoist her up. Though since it was just a gorilla press Korra who had only taken the one punch wasn’t about to be so easily tossed around. From the top position she threw a punch down to Natasha and tried to wiggle out and land on her feet behind Natasha taking a few steps back to adjust from the landing. And annoyed that the women thought so little of her she would try such an humiliating move.

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Natasha would hold her opponent up like this for a few moments, but then suddenly she would feel how some knuckles would hit the side of her head, making her head snap sideways a little bit. She would try to ignore it as good as she could but it wasn´t just one punch instead there were a lot of punches incoming making her head snap to the side over and over again leaving her groaning in pain. After a few of those she wasn´t able to keep her opponent up after she started to wiggle as well. The Russian would stumble forwards away fully knowing that her opponent was standing right behind her on her feet. The Russian would stumble until she was standing in front of the ropes, grabbing the top rope with her right hand and her left hand would wander up to her head trying to hold it.

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As Korra dropped to the ground and started t step backwards Natasha stepped forwards. The punches surprised her and she was taking s second to recover. But when she did so Korra noticed she went closer to the ropes, which gave Korra an idea if something she could try. With her mind focused in one direction, Korra rushed the women to try and knock her off her perch arm outstretched with her coming in full force to knock her off her feet with a clothesline.

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Natasha would see her opponent coming towards her and the Russian would wait for her opponent to attack although she got enough time to sidestep her easily and get out of the way. Instead she would let her opponent hit her chest with a big clothesline. The Russian woman would take one big step backwards but wouldn´t move to much because of it. Instead she would look right at Korra with a smirk on her face. “that was all?” she would ask, before shoving the other woman backwards roughly. The Russian woman would try to grab the throat of her opponent and push her backwards into the ropes, pressing her roughly into them and choking the other woman. The referee would get right besides them telling them to break this up. But Natasha wouldn´t listen to her or her count instead she would keep pressing her hands into the throat of her opponent and stared right into her eyes.

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Korda caught Natasha with the hit, and though it certainly hurt Natasha was not going to go down like that. Instead trying to force her to heel by grabbing her throat and forcing her back against the ropes. Korda gagged for a second but she soon tried to grab and push her hand agaisnt Natasha to try and fight the hold in some capacity. And make sure she kept breathing and struggling one way or another, Korda refused to let herself be pushed around by this arrogant bitch.

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Natasha was pressing into her opponent none stop she would stare the other woman dead into the eyes all the time while doing so. It was easy to see how much hate the Russian fighter had for her opponent right now. She would try to increase the pressure on the throat of her opponent and press her hands even tighter together, while totally ignoring the referee who was counting right next to her and screaming at her to let go of her opponent. “4” was the count while the referee would scream into the air of the Russian fighter while she was still ignoring her.