Re: Korra vs Nayla - To test one’s power
Posted: Fri Mar 13, 2020 3:17 am
”Three!!”
The bell rang putting an abrupt end to the whole match. A brutal battle the match was ended by a just as brutal punch to the face that totally rocked her foe and sent her to the mat unconscious. Nothing made Nayla stir and Korra was just laying there when she was winning. Having her hand raised as she looked around battered and confused. Then she looked down at the beaten figure in front of her. As fun as it was pummeling her. Korra felt like she hadn’t done enough to show her dominance. So despite her music playing..despite her hand being raised and despite being declared the winner. She wanted more. Bearing and gritting her will for a second she would go down and grab Nayla by the hair and slowly forcing her up. The ref looked at her and tried to wave her off but Korra had a singular focus. She knew she was on fumes. She knew she was hurt, but she wanted to feel like a winner not just look like one. Looking to carry her foe up and put her on her shoulder she held her in the air before dropping the unconscious foe with a running power slam! Dropping Nayla with authority and stumbling about next to her. Her muscles felt so tired, doing such a move hurt at this point. But suddenly a smile was on Korra’s face. The enforcer was content.
The bell rang putting an abrupt end to the whole match. A brutal battle the match was ended by a just as brutal punch to the face that totally rocked her foe and sent her to the mat unconscious. Nothing made Nayla stir and Korra was just laying there when she was winning. Having her hand raised as she looked around battered and confused. Then she looked down at the beaten figure in front of her. As fun as it was pummeling her. Korra felt like she hadn’t done enough to show her dominance. So despite her music playing..despite her hand being raised and despite being declared the winner. She wanted more. Bearing and gritting her will for a second she would go down and grab Nayla by the hair and slowly forcing her up. The ref looked at her and tried to wave her off but Korra had a singular focus. She knew she was on fumes. She knew she was hurt, but she wanted to feel like a winner not just look like one. Looking to carry her foe up and put her on her shoulder she held her in the air before dropping the unconscious foe with a running power slam! Dropping Nayla with authority and stumbling about next to her. Her muscles felt so tired, doing such a move hurt at this point. But suddenly a smile was on Korra’s face. The enforcer was content.