[Tables Match] Charlotte Ravel' vs A I R A - Fire in our hearts and honor in our souls (Apex Qualifier Match)

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"Putain, ça fait mal de bouger..." Charlotte thought about it.

Of course, she had no expectations that this match would be held under the auspices of friendship and rainbow unicorns. However, she could not even think that she would find herself in such a bad situation because of her rival's treachery. The Sand Lizard wasn't going to complain about her condition, but that didn't make things any easier for her. She had to fight with herself in order to find the strength to get to her feet.

And although it cost her too much effort, she was able to do it. In three stages, but the Frenchwoman straightened up to her full height. Immediately after that, she staggered, but by leaving her right leg a step back, she was able to find the balance. Blood was still oozing from the back of her head, trickling down. It seemed to complete the picture of that not the best state in which the pink-haired woman was. She tried to breathe as evenly as possible in order to focus her vision at least a little.

At the moment when the silhouette of her opponent became a little clearer, something happened that neither Charlotte nor the audience expected. With words of mercy and honor, Aira threw the chair aside. The audience began to wonder how exactly they should react to this. Charlotte's reaction was more definite. The Frenchwoman clenched her teeth, feeling a surge of pain again. Not in the back of the head, but in the soul.

Everyone could look at Aira's act differently. What did Charlotte see? Let's imagine the situation. Two fighters agreed to find out which of them is better in a hard but fair fight. During the fight, one of them pulled out a knife and stabbed another fighter in the stomach. After that, they threw away the knife and said, "Now we will continue to fight honestly." So was Charlotte supposed to feel gratitude and respect for Aira after she decided not to use the chair?

Anyway, despite the fact that the blue-haired woman apparently decided to change the way to achieve her goal, the goal itself remained unchanged. Aira rushed straight towards the Sand Lizard, trying to gain as much speed as possible. It was obvious that with or without the chair, but she was going to send the Frenchwoman down again. Charlotte closed her eyes for a moment.

"You have to focus..." she ordered herself mentally.

But it was terribly difficult to do. In order to concentrate, Charlotte usually found mental balance. But now the wild pain in her body and soul distracted her. When the Frenchwoman saw that her opponent stretched out right arm to the side, she held her breath. She knew what she had to do. She knew what she had to use. Wushu. A great discipline that combines many martial arts. A beautiful and dangerous weapon if it is in the right hands. But in order to use it, she has to focus.

"Drop the pain... drop the doubts... drop everything... feel the energy floating around... focus... you're a fighter, you're the Sand Lizard!"

Her heartbeat slowed down a bit. And the moment Aira came within striking distance of her, Charlotte stepped forward, taking a deep breath. The pink-haired woman's entire body howled in pain. But she was going to get over it. No pain will become an insurmountable obstacle in her way. Not now, not ever.

Therefore, summoning all the will she had, the Sand Lizard threw both hands forward a moment before colliding with Aira's arm. With her right hand, she intended to grab her opponent's left shoulder, while with her left hand, she wanted to grab the wrist of Aira's attacking arm. Charlotte took a step forward for a reason, thanks to this step she received an impulse. Because instead of crashing into the Indonesian woman's arm, the Sand Lizard was about to jump, shifting her center of gravity backwards to do a backflip over Aira while still holding her arm and shoulder.

Any attack carries one risk or another. A real fighter must be able to correctly assess the risk before going on the attack. Charlotte knew this move was risky. But now she was willing to take that risk. She hoped that her masterful movement would make Aira go down, while the Sand Lizard would get her rival's arm twisted. Hardly anyone cared about how this movement was called in Wushu. But in pro wrestling it could be called a modified standing fujiwara armbar!

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If she succeeded, she would be able to put unprecedented pressure on Aira's arm. Exerting pressure both downwards and backwards, she would not only pull Aira's arm at an unnatural angle, but would also lower the Indonesian woman to the mat, restricting her movements. Having no desire to break Aira's arm, she applied pressure evenly, without unnecessary jerks. But, nevertheless, Charlotte was not going to give the blue-haired woman even the slightest opportunity!

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It was no doubt... What Aira pulled earlier was a breach of the code of honor that fighters uphold. All of that was done to get her to a results of winning. But she learned the hard way... That there were consequences in her action. The damage was already done, but she hoped that she could turn it back. This isn't what she sets herself to be. She just doesn't want to continue on like this and just continue the fight the way it was before. And so, she sets off and attempt for an explosive restart with a lariat!

Once again, despite the wound that Aira inflicted upon Charlotte. The pink haired French masterfully took that attacking arm and used it as if it was a pole. Flipping around the arm, taking Aira by surprise as she was then pushed down and forced to go down on one knee. In a flash, her attacking arm was held firmly in such unnatural way that it was effectively reversed. Her upper body movement was restricted as Charlotte utilized her body weight efficiently on her back and restraining that arm.

"Ghhhkhhhaaaaah!!!" Aira screamed out. She could feel heavy pressures on her shoulder joint. She tried to move around but it was difficult in this position. The crowd cheered out loudly as Charlotte mounted a firm counterattack that valiantly put down the Indonesian. "Fffh..." She tried to wiggle through the hold but it just puts on more pressure on her joint. Effectively, she couldn't really think of a way to get out, as rope break rule is not in play here. This serves as quite a predicament for Aira... Unsure on how to get out of the hold, she stood her ground and tried to endure the pain while thinking on what maneuver she could do or what Charlotte would pull next after putting her in this hold.

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This was one of the reasons why Charlotte considered pro wrestling to be the quintessence of martial arts. She used to look at it differently. After all the shit that happened to her, the Frenchwoman decided to devote herself to martial arts because she saw it as a way to become a better person than she was before. Any martial art tempers both the spirit and the body.

But after she received an offer to join LAW, a new world seemed to open up for her. Not only because here all martial arts become one, but also because here for the first time Charlotte felt something that was completely unfamiliar to her. She didn't know what it was like to be in front of thousands of spectators. She didn't know what it was like to feel supported.

It is in the ring that everything becomes one. The skill of the fighters. Their fortitude. Audience support. That what pro wrestling is. When all this merges into a single whole, what is happening in the arena at this moment turns into something truly beautiful. And if you are able to capture this amazing feeling, then you will never be able to forget it.

When the Sand Lizard grabbed her opponent's arm and made a jump, the entire arena was filled with deafening screams. For a moment, a white mist appeared in the Frenchwoman's eyes because pain passed through her body due to the sudden movement. But she got over it. Using her skill, she turned Aira's attack against her. Charlotte lowered her opponent down, trying not to give her any free space, and then began to pull her arm back at an unnatural angle.

Charlotte clenched her teeth tightly as the wound on the back of her head began to throb due to the strain. It was difficult for her to keep Aira down, but she had no right to let her go. Not now. Therefore, the martial arts master tried to concentrate on taking as much strength as possible from her opponent.

She felt that the blue-haired woman was trying to break free from the grip. But now Aira was in such a position that almost any movement brought her even more pain. A stalemate. In fact, she had only two options. Try to overcome the pain and get out of the hold. Or wait until Charlotte gets tired, although there was no guarantee that by that time the Indonesian woman's arm would retain at least some functionality.

Apparently, Aira chose the second option, because after a few moments she almost completely stopped moving. It was a bad choice. If someone less noble had been in Charlotte's place, they would certainly have taken advantage of this in order to pull the captured arm hard several times in order to seriously injure it. And even though Charlotte acted without sudden movements, she understood that if she continued to pull Aira's arm back, there was a chance of dislocating her shoulder joint. The Frenchwoman did not want to injure her opponent, considering that despite all the pain, the blue-haired woman could not tap out because of the conditions of this match.

"There are other options..." thought Charlotte.

The Sand Lizard released her opponent's left shoulder. It seemed that in this way she made the situation easier for Aira, because after that the martial arts master had less control. But she did it for a reason. Yes, she wasn't going to injure the Indonesian woman's arm. But she was still going to weaken her as much as possible. And so right after she let go of Aira's shoulder, she clenched her fist.

And then she was going to send that fist right into Aria's head. It wasn't a classic punch, it was a straight punch with a vertical position of the fist which in Wing Chun was called yat chi kuen. A straight punch, which was distinguished by amazing speed and, as a result, more power. Charlotte was going to start sending punch after punch to her opponent's head, hoping to both take away a large amount of strength and stun her.

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Aira stood her ground in the hold. Soldiering through the immense pain on her shoulder joint. Making little to no movement to not aggravate the pain further. Charlotte had kept a firm hold on her arm that she couldn't really escape without forcing through a painful movement. And if this was under a normal match, Aira would have a choice to either force a rope break or tapping out from this. But in this rule, she couldn't exactly pull those choices. She was effectively in Charlotte's mercy, waiting on her next movement or if she'll break her arm...

As Charlotte let go of her shoulder. Aira immediately, without any further thoughts... nudges backward and laid down the canvas on her back. Easing the armbar hold. But with her immediate move... Aira saw a flash of movement of Charlotte's fist moving straight towards her face...

"Buhh--" Aira reflexively kicked away and tried to escape but one of her arm is still in Charlotte's control. Another fist rained down. Hitting her face cleanly once again, her spit splattered to the canvas as her head rocked from the blow. Her face slightly bruised from the blow, Aira looked back up towards Charlotte as another fist driven down once again. Aira quickly raise her free arm and covered her head with her arm to dampen the blow.

Even with her arm blocking the strikes. Aira could still feel the swiftness and the strength of Charlotte's punches. It was a rather ineffective and desperate blocking technique too. Aira had to think quick as more of those punches hits her arm. Her lower body was free... Her lower body was free! That's it! Another plan to turn this situation around hatched in Aira's head.

Quickly putting the plan in motion, Aira jerks her body in, trying to interrupt Charlotte's rhythm as she curled herself in. Her leg bent and ready to launch... With one strong jerking motion, Aira roared out as her leg launches up and swings up into a wild kick! Intending to strike Charlotte with a wild kick to the side of her head!

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It was difficult for the Frenchwoman to keep up the pace. She still felt a throbbing pain in the back of her head, which greatly hindered her. When the body gets such an injury, a fighter always needs at least a little rest. But she had to act without any rest, despite the wound, because if she had allowed the blue-haired woman to knock her down, it is unlikely that she would have had any chance to return to the game.

Therefore, she tried to concentrate as much as possible on breathing. The Sand Lizard let out a short exhalation every time her fist, like a cannonball, rushed into her opponent's head. The air inside the lungs is in some ways like steam in a kettle. And it is very important to be able to relieve the pressure accumulated inside, which, among other things, can strengthen the impact.

Still holding Aira's right arm, Charlotte managed to send two clean punches to the Indonesian woman's face, which caused saliva to fly out of her mouth. Considering the speed with which Charlotte was beating, surely a bell or two sounded in Aira's head. However, this did not prevent her opponent from gathering her thoughts and throwing up her free hand in order to cover her head.

This is really a smart move, because any attempt to defend is better than just taking blows. Although Aira's defense left much to be desired due to the fact that she had to use her left hand, while Charlotte mostly attacked the right side of the blue-haired woman's head. This protection was not reliable and therefore the Sand Lizard did not stop.

Conversely. She tried to increase both the strength and speed of her punches. Some of them had cut into Aria's forearm, but some of them still reached her head. Even if she didn't have a chance to knock out the Indonesian woman, Charlotte was going to make sure that Aira had a headache for a long time.

It seemed that even after Aira's attempt to defend herself, almost nothing changed, as Charlotte continued to send punches. But then suddenly the blue-haired woman found a way out of the situation. By jerking sharply to the side, she gained more space to use her legs. That's exactly what she did. Aira sent a kick straight to the Sand Lizard's head.

And although the martial arts master used her right hand to cover her head, it did not save her from the consequences. Aira's foot slammed into the pink-haired woman's forearm, the impulse passed through her bones and then reached her head. Despite the fact that Aira was in a very bad position, it was a damn powerful kick.

"Ghhhhh!!!" came out through Charlotte's clenched teeth.

The force of the kick was enough to knock her off balance. The Frenchwoman was thrown aside, as a result of which Aira received freedom. The Sand Lizard's head was already not in the best condition, and now a slight dizziness has returned to her. It seems the match is still not over.

When her body finally stopped, Charlotte got up on one knee, putting her right hand on her head, thereby trying to calm the pain. Her chest rose and fell heavily. Her slightly pale skin was covered with sweat and blood. The Sand Lizard's gaze was fixed on Aira. At such moments, it is quite difficult to rationally assess the state of things, but Charlotte had reasons to assume that after everything that happened, they were in about the same state regarding fatigue and the number of bruises on the body.

Taking a deep breath, Charlotte intended to grab the middle rope and then get to her feet. She could have tried to launch an attack right away, but instead she chose to take advantage of the short respite that Aira had given them. She was going to stand up and take a fighting stance, expecting Aira to do the same.

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Aira's desperate kick managed to get her free from the barrage of punches to her face. Rolling to lay on her side, she covered her face and soothe the painful sting on her face. Even then, her finger could feel a liquid under her nose. She lifted her hand up to look at it and saw that her fingers were painted red. The barrage of punches had her face bruised and her nose starting to bleed.

"Ah... Sial..." She let out, shaking her head. She slowly scrambled to get onto her knees. Pushing herself on all fours, she slowly rises up. The crowd could see that both fighters were pushing themselves up to their feet at the same time. They could feel that each fighters were determined to get back up and continue the fight despite their exhausted, bruised state. They clapped louder and louder as the two slowly gets back up to their feet.

Now standing on her two feet, Aira looked over to Charlotte. She watched her opponent put up a fighting stance while she wiped the back of her hand under her bleeding nose to wipe the blood away. Nodding as if acknowledging that fighting spirit. Aira then lowered herself into her fighting stance as well. Balling her hand into a fist as she readied to fight once again.

The two stood there at the ready for a while, staring at each other, waiting for each other to strike... Though... Soon, Aira broke the wait as she yelled out. "HRAAAAAAA!!!" She cried out before she makes a dash towards Charlotte. When she gets close, she raise her fist up and swings her shoulder in, shooting her arm forward with a clear trajectory that she intends to hit Charlotte with a no-nonsense, quick and powerful straight punch to her head!!!

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The thick sweat that covered her body, as well as heavy breathing, were the best signs of how tired Charlotte was. Her opponent's successful attacks at the beginning of the match, as well as that hard suplex outside the ring, damaged her body too much. Although the successful counterattack of the Frenchwoman to some extent equalized the scales.

Both women rose to their feet to the applause of the audience. Despite the unpleasant situation that had occurred, they still supported each of them. And, perhaps, it was fair. Yes, Aira did a mean deed in the hope of winning. But she was still far from the worst woman of the federation. Especially after she decided to right her wrong.

Charlotte still had some sediment on her heart because of this. But, nevertheless, she responded to the blue-haired woman's nod with her own nod. In a sense, she wanted to say that she was ready to forget about her rival's act. From now on, let the match again be what they agreed on the moment Aira accepted the Sand Lizard challenge. An uncompromising but fair match.

When they both took up fighting stances, the arena seemed to sink into silence, despite all the noise that the audience created. Charlotte looked into the eyes of the Indonesian woman. And she saw determination in those eyes. She could see that Aira was going to go to the very end.

"Me too..." the pink-haired woman mentally told herself.

The tension reached its limit at the moment when the women rushed forward almost simultaneously. Like blue and pink lightnings. Charlotte had time to make sure of her rival's skills. Aira had not only excellent athletic training, but also a high level of skill. The martial arts master did not forget how at the beginning of the match the Indonesian woman parried almost every attack of hers.

"Focus..." Charlotte ordered herself.

Even though they were roughly in the same position right now, the Sand Lizard knew that if she didn't show her maximum, she would lose. In order to crush this woman, she needs to demonstrate everything she is capable of. Power. Speed. Reaction. She needed to put it all together. Only then will she be able to regain the lead in this match.

With a wild roar, Aira threw her arm forward. Her fist was aimed straight at the Sand Lizard's head. A chill ran down the back of the Frenchwoman, and then she exhaled all the air that was in her lungs. Taking the last step, she leaned forward, as if diving. Right under her opponent's attacking arm. Her right fist clenched. And the muscles of her right arm tensed.

"SHANNAROOOOOO!!!!" Charlotte let out her battle cry.

The master is honing their skills for years. And although she couldn't call herself a master in all martial arts, Charlotte knew how to use her body properly. She threw her right hand forward. She didn't take the last step just to dodge her rival's punch. This step was necessary in order to strengthen her own punch. She needed to combine the weight and speed of her arm with the weight and speed of her whole body. She was going to gain tremendous momentum for a classic, but probably ideal right cross into Aira's chin!

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Aira knew... She done a foul thing to Charlotte in her attempt to win. But, to see the crowd turning on her earlier was enough to realize that it was wrong for her. It's not her at all... She doesn't feel like it is the image she wanted the fans to see her. With her nose bleeding and her breathing heavier. She felt that she shouldn't make this match go on any longer. And to that, she have to turn the gear up and accelerate further into the end.

Seeing how Charlotte was in almost the same state as her. Aira realized that whoever won this exchange... Would have a big chance to put the opponent through the table. The two women rushed in almost simultaneously. Aira swung her right hand forward, balled into a fist. The trajectory seems apparent that she was putting it all on the line with this one no nonsense straight!!!

It was as if time slowed down... Aira watched as Charlotte ducked under her fist and stepped in. Her eyes widen as she realized the mistake on her straightforward move. She looked away and her eyes saw that fist moving rapidly towards her chin. She had no window to retract her move to avoid it...!

"BUH!!!" Aira's head rocked backward as that fist connected! She immediately lose her footing as her head was driven down! Slamming backfirst to the canvas! Her head ringed loudly, compounded from the barrage of punches to her head earlier and this strong cross driving her down to the canvas again... She flopped away from Charlotte to the side and gets on all fours. Holding the back of her head with one hand and the other slamming the fist down to the canvas.

With a roar, Aira quickly pushes herself up to her feet. Her adrenaline mostly pushing her through despite that she stumbled some steps to the side as she had lost her balance. As evident with her arm reeling in for a big windup. Her gaze fixated towards Charlotte, she approaches her opponent though her steps was wobbly at best. The Indonesian then swung her arm towards Charlotte with all her might! Trying to hit her one last time with a wide hook to her cheeks! Which... Regardless of whether or not she hits it. Aira would soon fell down to the canvas.

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It wasn't easy at all. It might have seemed to someone that recent events were developing in favor of Charlotte. This was certainly the case. But the real point was that with the help of the submission hold and quick punches, she only equalized her condition with Aira's. And, considering that she had to act without any rest, the Frenchwoman did not feel that the advantage was in her hands.

The Sand Lizard understood that she must not concede to Aira the start of a new round, otherwise her chances of winning would go to zero again. And rushing to her rival, the pink-haired woman tried to focus all her attention on the smallest details. Instead of engaging in a fierce exchange of blows, she decided to put maximum effort into a single blow.

She wasn't too strong, perhaps she was even inferior to most other middleweights in pure strength. But instead, she had speed and technicality. This is what Charlotte combined into a single whole at the moment when she and her opponent met in the center of the ring. The synchronization of movements allowed her to greatly strengthen the punch that she directed at the Indonesian woman's face.

Charlotte's knuckles cut right into Aira's chin. The force of the punch was so great that the blue-haired woman was literally thrown back and fell on her back to the loud screams of the audience. However, despite the success, Charlotte was in no hurry to continue the offensive. Instead, the Frenchwoman leaned forward and put her hands on her knees. She gasped for air. Endurance wasn't her strong suit either. But now that she had dealt Aira such a hard blow, she was sure she had a few moments to catch her breath.

Suddenly, the noise in the hall increased many times, and the Sand Lizard's eyes widened. And there was a reason for that. Literally a second later, Aira got to her feet, and did it so quickly that Charlotte did not even immediately believe what was happening. The Sand Lizard tried to straighten up to her full height in order to take a fighting stance, but by that time Aira's fist was already approaching her face.

"Diable!" Charlotte cursed mentally.

She didn't know where the Indonesian woman got the strength for this breakthrough and whether it was just the beginning. But the fact remained. Aira's fist smashed into Charlotte's cheek. Her head jerked. Her legs buckled and she staggered to the side. Charlotte's body began to fall and in order to avoid a complete fall, she threw both hands forward.

The Sand Lizard grabbed the top rope and managed to stay on her feet. Barely restraining painful groans, she spat out the mixed blood and saliva. Her head was spinning, but she turned around anyway to check where Aira was at that moment. No doubt, this woman was amazing. Despite the fact that Charlotte's career in the professional ring began relatively recently, she had a lot of life experience. She managed to see a lot of things while traveling around the world, but what Aira did can not be seen every day.

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Aira refused to be brought down again... Even if the pain in her body, the ringing buzz in her head from that strong punch begs her to fall down. She just wants to bring her all. Which prompts her to rise back up to her feet rapidly ignoring that pain. Even if she ignores it, her body actually shows how she was pushing her limits! With a wobbly stance, and stumbling footsteps. Aira reeled her arm back in a very telegraphed manner. She wants to push it out further and further...

She then swings her arm in, her hand balled into a fist as it launches with a wide arc towards Charlotte's head! Pushing her will to win into her aching body. Giving back what she took from Charlotte with a very wide hook! The crowd went wild with how much Aira shows her desperate will to win. Now in the right manner.

And the hook connected clean onto Charlotte's cheek!!! Aira's hand continued to swing forward after hitting it as she stumbled to the side. Her body hunched down as her knees buckled. She slowly fell down to the canvas after giving Charlotte the receipt for that punch earlier. Her body pushed to the limit... Aira laid down face first on the canvas...

It was evident that the burst of energy that Aira showed earlier was through a sheer willpower in her mind to not be brought down with one punch, no matter how strong it was. She laid there with her eyes closed, her mouth opened wide as she breathes in and out heavily. Not making any effort to push herself back to her feet. Her back heaved up and down as the pain and exhaustion took over. Opening the window for Charlotte to set up the table to claim her victory...