Louise Heisenberg vs Super Mashiro

[MidMorii]

In the midst of her chokehold, Louise's stomach was beaten red by her opponent's elbow. She moaned softly, trying to bite down on her lips so that Mashiro wouldn't get the satisfaction of hearing it. She could feel her arms straining as she began to run out of air. The lights above the ring began to fade into a blur. Despite that, she wouldn't let herself lose—not like this—not to her. She bit down on Mashiro's ear, forced to fight dirty beyond her morale.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Mashiro hit her opponent's stomach with her elbow and could be sure it was effective. It was effective enough to force her opponent to loosen her chokehold, letting Mashiro catch her breath but not enough for her to break free. She had to admit, her opponent's arms were quite powerful to be able to block Mashiro for so long.

“What are you doing jobber?!”

Mashiro groaned as he felt her ear being bitten, it was very painful and quite embarrassing. If her opponent wanted to fight dirty, then the heroine would do it too by raising her foot to crush her opponent's foot with her heel, stomping with all her strength and weight on the other wrestler's foot.

[MidMorii]

"If I'm such a jobber, then your attacks shouldn't be new to me, right?" she teased, somehow unaffected by her opponent stepping on her leg. Surprisingly, she still let her go from the chokehold, knowing Mashiro had nothing up her sleeves. As she stood up, her leg stung a bit from the hit. Mashiro seemed to have some precise damage, she already had the win within her grasp, so she might as well aim for another pin sooner or later.
Louise waited for Mashiro to get back up after her, plotting to send a kick to her back to keep her down.

[Bearhug Goddess]

The chokehold was becoming really annoying and even though Mashiro's patience and composure were great, she still had a limit. She took advantage of being freed to breathe again, taking a long breath and standing up... Before falling back onto her stomach due to a kick on her back. A slight grunt could be heard from the heroine who had perhaps just received one blow too many, the straw that broke the camel's back.

She sat up on her knees and looked behind her to see her opponent. She quickly turned around, stretching out her foot, trying to trip her opponent to make her fall to the ground before throwing herself at her and hitting her in the face with her fists, without even saying a word and without being provocative for once.

[MidMorii]

Louise, too drunk to catch herself, fell back to the ground, having her face reddened by a flood of hits. She could feel her nose numb, a long grin stretching across her face. Almost as if she had taken too many hits to the head, she laughed hysterically and remarked, "The fuck was that supposed to do?! Hit me as hard as you can, those punches weren't shit!"
Mid-sentence, she leaped in Mashiro's direction, planning to crush her already beaten back into the cage.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Mashiro continued to hit her opponent with punches in the face, not giving her time to think between each punch by chaining them rather quickly. She noticed all the same the smiling face of her adversary and her laughter, wondering if she hadn't hit her in the head too much to drive her crazy.

The next second she is straightened up and pushed back. She quickly realized that she was going to end up against the cage if she continued to step back and used the strength of her arms and hips to reverse the positions, putting Louise in her place to pin her against the cage in her place. . If she succeeded, she would follow up with knees on her belly.

[MidMorii]

Mashiro was strong, more than Louise expected, her being the one crushed against the cage instead of her opponent. Soon having her stomach beaten in, she'd cough up blood, sending a punch afterwards in retaliation.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Mashiro managed to tackle her opponent against the cage in her place and chain her punches to her opponent's stomach. She looked slightly towards her face and could notice that her opponent was in pain, enormously even considering the blood she was starting to cough up. The heroine must surely feel sad about such a thing but that wasn't the case, she knew what could happen in this kind of match and she only got what she deserved.

Mashiro still takes a punch in the face by surprise but that only made her blows even more violent. She eventually stopped, however, and grabbed her opponent by the hair, pulling her forward to her knees and then to the ahut so that her gaze met Mashiro's amused gaze.

"Well? Don't you have anything to tell me, jobber?~"

[MidMorii]

Louise after a few more hits well limp, less because of the hits and more because she had surpassed her bodies limit. Something inside of her was withering, be it patience or energy. All of it disappeared with the blood, as she had her hair pulled and willingly put on her knees, her nose a bright red.
"I'll never go down without a fight, but it wouldn't be as fun if it was one sided," she smiled through the blood seeping down her broken lip. She couldn't even admit to herself that her body had given in, and that she had used up half of her options. It dawned on her that her last two matches only made her mentally stronger but didn't exactly strengthen her attacks. In fact, Louise hadn't practiced much in her entire life.
She looked away from Mashiro, redirecting her smile towards her brother in the crowd. She was going to win this, no matter what. She just needed to buy her time until she could hit her opponent with a "brain damage" attack.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Mashiro looked at her opponent with a small smile satisfied with the state of her opponent's face. She had ended up returning the blows she had received, even worse, but one thing was strange... Louise's look.

Louise's look had not changed, she was still just as arrogant even on the verge of defeat, she even allowed herself to lecture the heroine before looking away. The heroine felt a little insulted seeing that her opponent didn't want to admit that she was stronger. She then sighed and after a little thought, she decided to put her back to her opponent, still holding her hair, then to force Louise's face to sink into Mashiro's butt.

“Eat my ass, jobber !~”

Mashiro's plan was simple, if her fists weren't enough to silence and demoralize her opponent, then her ass should!