Fight Long overdue: Huan Lei Brightspring vs Zira Cabalero

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Huan returned the smile as she watched Zira stand up. "Pulling out my best guns for you, but I have to say, not an easy target." She said watching the woman patiently for a few seconds before she realised they were both waiting for the other to make a move. With how they both rolled, the believable opening for this would be microscopic, something most fighters, even experienced ones would miss.

A passing glance at Zira's legs, a slight bend forward, the way she would go for a takedown, step. Then she would spin to the side, going off of her previous line of approach and aiming a backick at Zira's chin, which, if she fell for the fake out, should hit even harder, catching her unawares.

[Bare]

Zira chuckled a bit as she heard the words of her opponent. "Be honest, would you have been satisfied if I was?" Zira asked, having a feeling that she already knew the answer from Huan without even having to hear it. Still that wouldn't change the fact that the two were circling each other, waiting for the smallest sliver of openings to attack, and with how the two had been fighting, those little gaps were only going to become more and more important.

Reacting too soon to Huan looking like she was going for a take down Zira realized a second too late that it was a feint and turned to see her coming from the other side with a kick. 'Shit!' Zira thought to herself, throwing her leg forward, driving her knee into Huan's kick, making her wince in pain, but it was softened at least by making it meet Huan halfway, reducing the force she could hit out with. Though this would also likely cause Huan to have shaken footing for a second, and a second is what Zira would need as she swung her arm forward, trying to drive her elbow Huan's forehead!

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Before Huan could reply, they were back to action. It seemed to go smoothly at first, but then a needle of pain shot through Huan's leg as it was knocked off course by a knee crashing into it. Turning around, she stumbled, trying to regain her balance before an elbow strike found her head, rattling her brain.

Getting hit with an elbow was enough to get her lethwei instinct rolling as she would move her hands to the back of Zira's neck and pulled in, hammering her own head at the other woman's life with a headbutt. Trying to maintain the clinch from there, she would start sending knee strikes to her opponent's core before letting go and trying to get some distance with a teep. If she managed, she'd say "I would not" in a response to Zira's question as she wiped a little blood from a cut on her forehead opened by the elbow strike.

[Bare]

Not getting an answer to her question Zira was forced to go on the defensive, barely nullifying the strike to her leg from Huan before counter attacking with a elbow to the head that thankfully seemed to catch Huan flush. However Zira wouldn't be able to celebrate the blow, because even when knocked silly by a elbow Huan was still quite the monstrous fighter, catching Zira in a clinch and unloading some powerful knee strikes into her core before kicking her away!

"Guaghhhh!" Gasping out in pain Zira would drop down to a knee, dry heaving for a second before getting her breathing back under control, Huan even answering her prior question. "patew!" Spitting out a glob of blood from her mouth Zira would look up at Huan with a smirk.

"That's what I thought." She said getting up to her feet starting to circle Huan again, but this time she'd take the lead charging at the and pulling her leg back, seemingly for a kick, which she knew Huan would be on the lookout for, but thats why she would have the kick miss on purpose, spinning with the momentum to seemingly go for spinning back fist.. but this too would be a feint, intentionally missing Huan as Zira would then leap up, swinging her other leg out, hoping to land a full force scissor kick right to Huan's abs!

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As they started to circle once more, Huan noticed, Zira shift weight, 'That one will miss' She thought as she ignored the kick ripping through the air, close enough to her face to feel the rush of air, then she rose up her hands to defend from the incoming back fist to try and catch it... but it never reached her. Realising too late what Zira actually wanted here, Huan found all the breath leaving her with a wheezing sound as the scissor kick folded her in half before bringing her crashing down to the mat.

A quick breath, and then she had to be back to action. Being between Zira's legs sounded much nicer than it actually was, at least in this situation. Wanting to make sure she could not capitalise on that, Huan sent an elbow to her gut before squirming out of there, and to her feet. She would try to grab Zira's leg on her way out, holding it before aiming a kick to the back of her knee. Then she would step back a fair distance, holding her stomach, She hoped no muscles got ripped there but either way, tomorrow would hurt.

[Bare]

Zira smirked viciously after her kick managed to connect successfully against Huan's stomach, pushing her back and enabling Zira to lock her legs around the woman however briefly. Briefly because before Zira could really capitalize she was met with a elbow to the gut! "Ugh!" Zira hissed in pain, Huan slipping from her grip and kicking the back of her knee for good measure! "Ngh!" She hissed out in pain, rolling backwards from the woman, getting back up to her feet with a wince before looking up at Huan, seeing the woman start to stand, but clearly still hurt from that kick to the gut. Sucking a breath and ignoring the pain in her leg Zira would charge forward, leaping up and throwing her leg up high, trying to land a running pump kick, aimed right to Huan's face!

Spoiler

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Huan would use the moment she had to catch her breath, paying close attention to Zira as she did. It didn't take long for her opponent to get on the offensive, if that move was thrown early in the match, Huan wouldn't have been worried in the least dodging it. Now, the damage and the energy draining from her, it was genuinely scary as she moved to the side, still feeling a burning pain as the edge of Zira's shoe left a red mark on the side of her face. She'd groan in pain, fighting the instinct to touch that place.

Hoping to catch Zira mid-landing, Huan would rush forward, try to wrap her arms around the woman's body and lift in a motion similar to a suplex but she would let go before it was complete, spinning on her heel and trying to nail a roundhouse to Zira's head as she was falling down.

[Bare]

Zira and Huan were heavy hitters, both literally and figuratively, so to say this match was having a rapid effect on both was an understatement. 'Just shows we both have a ways to go as far as transitioning to wrestling goes.' Zira thought to herself, this match really hammering in how difficult a mma match was to a wrestling match, the latter of which being far more draining on her stamina than she expected.

Still they had a match to finish, and Zira was gonna be damn sure she was the one standing when it was. Charging at her opponent Zira would curse softly upon seeing Huan dodge out of the way, only managing a glancing blow against the woman. Worse yet before Zira landed fully she already felt Huan grabbing her, tossing her into the air, where she was defenseless! "GAH!" Zira cried out in pain as Huan's heel crashed against her temple!

"Ngh.. ugh..." Dazed by the blow Zira would stumble, managing to stay standing, but barely on clearly noodle legs as she looked around with unfocused eyes. Not unlike a character in mortal kombat about to receive a mortality. Which in this case... was quite the possible outcome given her opponent.

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Huan was very thankful for managing that dodge when she did, going down twice in a row would just be a bit too much for her pride even if Zira was someone she'd be happy to admit as her better, if she proved that of course, so far she certainly did not disappoint and putting them as equals seemed fair, she definitely did not think at any point she was really ahead, up until now.

The kick found its mark and with the added momentum of Zira's fall, it sure did a number on her. Normally Huan would have expected a person to crumble then and there but seeing the other woman still standing in this situation wasn't all that surprising, it was Zira after all. Still, the woman seemed more out of it than in so Huan took a second to get in a proper position to put an end to this match as she would twist her body to the right before uncoiling it and turning her hips to deliver one of her most recognizable and rightly feared attacks - Tidecaller, a high kick to end all high kicks as they used to say. That should wrap things up but she'd still watch her opponent carefully, It wouldn't be the first time Zira seemed to have some surprises under her belt.

[Bare]

Zira felt that with the way this match had gone going for a big, powerful shot against Huan to try and put her to sleep was the right call, especially since the woman was looking winded, and likely less able to dodge or counter as well. For what it was worth she wasn't totally wrong, her foot just grazing Huan's face as she went flying by, meaning she almost had the woman. Unfortunately however Huan was just fast enough to lift ZIra up before... "UGH!" Catching her right in the face with a kick that sent her stumbling back... before dropping to her knees and then collapsing down to the mat, seemingly out of it as the ref started up the ten count!

"ONE! TWO! THREE!" The ref cried out, causing the crowd to go wild in anticipation to see how much higher it would get!