Mikoto Kusanagi vs. Divastator (FWC)

Mikoto gave a competitive smirk once she saw Lisa held no ill will towards the priestess†slightly over aggressive tactics. She still felt a pang of guilt for possibly going overboard with those last strikes but she honestly felt the need to put the pressure back on Divastator quickly or risk suffering even more damage from her quick footed offense.

“…â€No harm doneâ€?...Well, I certainly hope thatâ€s not the case…” Mikoto said as the two dark haired contenders approached each other in the middle of the ring to continue the match. The priestess anticipated a lock up with Lisa, thinking the back strikes would slow down her momentum, so the spear to the gut was hardly guarded. Her head hanging low from the shoulder to her stomach, Mikoto felt the back of her neck tucked into Divaâ€s armpit and her leg lifted up off the mat. The priestess would gasp out loud once she was flipped over in the vertical suplex, rolling to her side and clutching her own back this time as she attempted to at least get back to her knees…

Diva's spear managed to get Mikoto in position in order for her to perform her suplex successfully. As she rolled back up, she would see that Mikoto was tending to her back as she was slowly getting back to her knees. The pain that she herself had felt was still lingering, but she did her best to ignore it as she rushed over to her opponent. "I'm not done yet!"

Diva would try to grab Mikoto by the hair and pull her up on her feet. If this worked, she would then toss her over to the nearest turnbuckle to double the damage.

The fierce and fast paced “1-2 punch” of Lisaâ€s offense didnâ€t leave Mikoto a lot of time to counter, Diva demonstrating she had a sick talent for chaining moves together to keep her opponent off her game.

Clutching the hand that was yanking her off the mat by her flowing black hair, the speed of her opponents tactics prevented the priestess from putting up much resistance to the whiplash into the padded corner. “Ah!!” The fallen diva was definitely obtaining some retribution for her own back pains, Miko curving her spine and arching her back with a pained expression before settling into the corner.

Diva was able to lash Mikoto to the turnbuckle and now she had a chance to get this match back in her favor. With Mikoto settling onto the corner, Diva had to think on what she should do next, for any move that she does can affect how this whole thing will turn out. The first thing that she did next was rush in to try and land two punches to Mikoto's face before she had a chance to recover.

If this worked, Diva would take a couple steps back before charging to ram her body against Mikoto's for extra damage. This was a risky move and it can easily go wrong, so she had to act fast and hit it hard.

The battle priestess had actually started to lurch forward out of the corner before Divastator pushed her back against the turnbuckle with several jabs to her face to keep her settled, groaning with each connected fist to her bruised cheeks. Sagging in the corner as Lisa retreated to give her space for her body splash, Miko lifted her leg for a well-timed counter strike into Lisaâ€s gut the instant she was in range.

With the fallen diva hunched over, Miko knew she couldnâ€t waste any time resting in the corner. Working on a burst of adrenaline, the priestess ran to Lisa and hooked one of her arms behind the neck of Lisa, bending down in front of the fallen diva as well. If uninterrupted, Miko would swing Divastator left and right until she gathered enough momentum to turn them both around before dropping them both in a swinging neckbreaker.

"GUGH!!" coughed out Diva in surprise and pain. She was caught off-guard by Mikoto's last moment kick to the gut. It was quite effective as Diva doubled over and stepped back from her opponent. As she was huffing to gain back some air, she felt Mikoto setting her up for a swinging neckbreaker.

Mikoto would move left and right before spinning and dropping to hit her neck and head first. "GAAAAGH!" Now, Diva held her neck as she kicked the mat in pain and tried to roll out of the way.

Mikoto stayed flat on her own back after delivering the neckbreaker, breathing in heavy pants before rolling over in the opposite direction of Divastator. Rising up to her feet with the aid of the ropes, she held her still aching back while taking a few seconds to collect her thoughts before resuming the match.

Once close enough Mikoto would lift Lisa up to her feet by her hair and attempt to place her in a side headlock, gritting her teeth as she wrenched in the hold with stomps to the mat. Aiming to further strain Divastatorâ€s aching neck and drain the fallen divaâ€s stamina, Mikoto intended to take the fight out of her opponent and slow down the high speed tempo of the match so far.

As Diva rolled away, she caught a few glimpses of Mikoto trying to recover from her previous pains. She had to do the same to avoid being an open target. Unfortunately as soon as Diva started trying to rise up, she felt Mikoto pulling her up and getting her in a side headlock.

Diva gritted her teeth and grunted as she felt Mikoto stomp the mat to tighten the hold. But through the pain, she refused to be worn down just yet. Using whatever strength she can muster, Diva attempted to jab her elbow to Mikoto's side to catch her off guard. If this worked, she would lift her up by the legs and slam her back down hard on the mat.

With her wrenching in of the side headlock so soon after knocking Diva for a loop with the swinging neck breaker, Mikoto thought for sure that Lisa would have surely lost some of her luster from the concentrated strain on her neck and throat. But Diva was proving herself to have an indomitable drive when she felt the elbow spike into her rib cage.

“Gah!!" Taken by surprise how much strength Diva put into that strike Mikotos grip on the hold would weaken, wincing her eyes shut and while she tried her best to bear the pain and keep Mikoto locked in. But the brief opening was all Diva needed. Miko gasped as she felt Lisa wrap her leather gloved hands around her legs knowing what was coming but having no say in stopping it. Mikoto belted a brief scream as she was once again slammed back first into the mat, rolling to her side and clutching her lower spine. Tapping her foot against the mat from all the punishment her back was receiving, Miko slowly lifted herself to her knees needing to think of way break down Divaâ€s stamina before it was too late.

Diva would huff out a little as she managed to reverse her rough position. As she was getting up on one knee, she saw Mikoto start to get on her own knees. Not wasting anther moment, she fought against her tiredness and tried to push her onto her stomach. "Just stay down!"

If this worked, Diva would sit on Mikoto's back and pull her chin up for a camel clutch.