Like Lightweights Out of Hell - Chris Yukine vs Cléophée Ysé [Last Woman Standing]

[Bearhug Goddess]

Cleophée apologized a lot since she decided to fight seriously and she could be, since that moment she did nothing but dominate her opponent and it was even avenged in the same way... If not worse! But Cleophée remained an Ysé, being even was not acceptable, she had to remain superior and better than her opponents, especially if she wanted to win!

But everything had an end and her domination too, after giving a few elbows the rocker threw her claws on the French girl's face, blinding her and surprising her just enough for the French girl to be surprised and a little bit of pain by stopping elbowing. Cleophée took a blow to the face the next second, violent enough for her to know it was an elbow, and retreated by rolling to the side.

"Nnnnghh.."

The White Giantess stroked her nose and rubbed her eyes with her arm before slowly straightening up, looking at Chris with a little more seriousness than at the beginning of the match... The little rocker had just escaped her and she knew she had to be careful with her speed... She then raised both hands to her chest and slightly bent her knees, ready to react as quickly as possible to any type of offensive that Chris was preparing for her.

[GolemGuardian]

Chris' escape worked, but unfortunately that was as far as things seemed to get. After taking a few moments to get her own bearings back, Cléophée had recovered about as quickly as Chris had. She wouldn't be able to easily build momentum as she had originally wanted. Sucking at her teeth, the rocker dropped into a similar stance, circling the ring across from her nuisance.

The rocker wasn't known to take her matches slow, but she needed to reassess her strategy. Cléophée was proving to be tougher than she anticipated, much as she hated to admit, so she couldn't just charge in like her start. Especially if the French girl was ready for her.

But she couldn't just keep circling like this either. Someone had to make the first move, and she'd be damned if that would be the upstart.

Biting the bullet, Chris sprang towards Cléophée. Her foot shot out towards Cléophée's stomach, expecting the bitch to catch it. If she did, the rocker would immediately leap up, aiming an enzugiri right to the French girl's head. It was a classic, and she believed herself fast enough to execute it before Cléophée could react.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Cleophée looked at Chris seriously and ready to react at any moment, she might be slower but she trusted in her ability to counter people's attacks... After all, she had sparring matches with her big sister who was an excellent boxer!... But Chris wasn't going to settle this with punches but with kicks!

The French girl reacted rather quickly by catching the rocker's kick, but she received a full-on kick to the face before she could even think about what she was going to do next! Cleophée was forced to release her grip as her head and body tilted back.

"Nghaah!.."

But Cleophée was moving back, she didn't fall despite the surprise of the blow and quickly, her back crashed against the ropes behind her. The Frenchwoman growled slightly as she raised her head to look at her opponent in front of her and used the ropes to throw herself at full speed towards the rocker, taking advantage of the distance to turn around her and use her hips before launching her Side Kick on Chris' chest!

[GolemGuardian]

Chris smirked as her enzugiri hit cleanly. Even if the irritant had gotten close to her at the gym, she was still much faster than her. Both in physical speed, and move transitions. Cléophée gave her the perfect pivot point, as well as leverage to reach her high up head.

Though the giantess didn't topple. As Chris kipped back up, she saw her opponent lean on the ropes rather than fall again. "Tch. Great," The rocker cursed under her breath, as Cléophée swiftly came back and struck her head with a side kick.

Chris was a tough girl, but unlike the giant lightweight she couldn't keep herself upright from the powerful hit. She quickly toppled, holding the side of her head and hissed in pain. Unlike Cléophée, she wasn't gonna be able to send a blow back.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Despite the many blows received to the face, Cleophée remains standing and remains focused on her goal, to win this match! She uses the ropes behind her to return to her opponent at full speed and give her a Side Kick in response to return blow for blow what she had taken. She was ready to start a kicking duel, her fists were clenched indicating that she was ready to defend herself... But the rocker fell to the ground!

Cleophée lowered her guard slightly when she saw Chris collapse, she could follow up with a new hold or blow! The White Giant displays an amused and reassured smile.

"Hmm..!"

But the Frenchwoman had noticed that her opponent's speed was going to be annoying in the rest of this match, fatigue was going to make her movements slower and although she was a Ysé, she was not as resistant as her mother and her big sister. She had to weaken her opponent's best weapons and to do that, Cleophée joined the rocker on the ground and wrapped both of her legs around one of Chris' thighs, then pulling her opponent's leg against her to trap her in an Ankle Lock!

[GolemGuardian]

Chris could take hits, for how small she was. The problem more was the split second between realizing her kick hadn't flattened Cléophée - who only saved herself with the ropes - and raising her guard back up. She was unable to even try and prepare herself before the foot hit her chest.

As if the pain there wasn't enough, the lightweight giantess grabbed her leg and locked in an ankle lock. Chris screamed from the hold, wincing as she quickly understood what the bitch was aiming for. If she lost her speed, there was little more she could do, and she refused to give this newbie a win against her.

Rolling to get a better angle, the rocker rose her free leg to kick Cléophée in the side. Once, thrice, five times, she didn't know. She just lashed as hard and as fast as she could, trying to get the French woman to let her go. Part of her was regretting giving up the rope break advantage she had. So long as her opponent let go, she could regret later.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Even though Cleophee was still considered a rookie at LAW, she had enough experience and talent to know her opponents' strengths and weaknesses, especially if she'd had a gym competition with them! It was like following a recipe, but one that would lead to victory rather than a good meal.

Trapping Chris in an Ankle Lock was the best possible idea, and the situation lent itself perfectly. Maybe she'd never get a second chance in this match to get one back... So little Ysé took her rival's blows. Even though it was going to be painful, she'd come out on top for the rest of the match.

"Nghah ?!.. Nghh!.."

A kick... and a well-aimed one at that. Cleophee's face fell, her eyes narrowed slightly from the pain, but...

"MMnnghh!.."

A second kick, in the same spot. The Frenchwoman's forehead was beginning to show beads of sweat. She bit her lips to stay in place and even tried to pull Chris's leg a little harder to make her hold more painful...

"Nghaahhh!.."

But the third kick was impossible to take. Cleophee released her grip and fell onto her side, remaining on her back almost under the ropes, panting as she held her side, which had just taken so many kicks, while her chest visibly deflated and swelled.

[GolemGuardian]

Speed was pretty much all Chris had. She wasn't strong, she wasn't the most technically savvy. Momentum from her quickness and dives were the only way she was able to deal with her opponents. It made her legs a target, and Cléophée was doing her best to take the rocker's biggest weapon from her.

Thankfully her kicks to the French bitch's face got her free, letting her roll away and tend to her ankle. Chris hissed, cradling pained joint, keeping the white haired annoyance in her peripheral. Neither made a move to get up, the ref only just refraining from starting a 10 count.

Eventually the rocker rose back up, putting pressure on her foot to see how much weight she could put on it. She winced, but it was bearable. Cléophée had succeeded in slowing her down some, but the rocker didn't think it'd be so much. Something Chris definitely was going to pay her back for once the more rookie got up.

Once she did, so long as she was still by the ropes, Chris would sprint at her. While she was slower, it wasn't as much as she had expected. The rocker aimed to spear Cléophée and herself out of the ring. So long as it worked, Cléophée would be back in a winded state from the fall, leaving Chris free to use the environment as she saw fit.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Cléophée needed time to catch her breath, her strength, and her wits. The match was intense, even for her, and the slightest mistake could be fatal. She took advantage of the few seconds she was given to take stock of the final minute; she was convinced she had the advantage in this match... But even if that were the case, she must not underestimate Chris like she had done her four previous opponents...

She gently stroked her face and stood up before the referee finished her count, rushing forward anyway because she was close to losing this match. She didn't notice what the rocker was planning and got up like a flower, quickly putting herself on guard, but in vain. Just as she finally deigned to look at her opponent, Chris was already in front of her, her arms wide open, ready to pounce on her.

"Mngh?!!"

The Frenchwoman's eyes widened and she found herself trapped in her rival's arms, being dragged backward through the ropes and falling onto her back outside the ring, hitting the hard ground, making her miss the comfort of the ring pole.

"AAAarghh..!"

[GolemGuardian]

Cléophée was a decent opponent, much as Chris hated to admit it. She was definitely smart, moreso than the rocker had expected when the girl hadn't been in LAW for that long. But that was all she'd give the French whitette. The girl was too cocky and irritating, and she smaller whitette was gonna enjoy her victory in the end.

Taking Cléophée by surprise, Chris' shoulder met the girl's stomach, the momentum of her spear sending both women through the ropes and down ringside. While the French bitch met with the harsh floor, the rocker had the girl to soften the fall. It still wasn't a pleasant landing, but at least the more rookie girl took the brunt of it.

Rising back up, Chris blew a few, loose strands of hair out of her face. "That was for the leg," she spat out, before reaching under the girl's shoulders and getting Cléophée back to her feet. "And this," Chris began, grabbing her opponent's arm. "Is just for fun!" With Cléophée hopefully in a daze, the rocker would try whipping Cléophée face first into the metal ring post.