Eliza Harenwood vs Clyde Gastin.

Now Eliza was normally a modest person, but when someone questioned the name of her family. Well her upbringing would kick in, and Ms Harenwood would start talking with "Of course, my family served the British army during WW2 as officers and..." Eliza would have gone on about how great and noble her family was, then Clyde decided to do a runner on her.

Her eyes went wide, but her reactions honed from years of dancing lessons kicked in to gear. Eliza needed to do something else she'd be thinner than she was right now.

As Clyde neared Eliza would try a counter, grabbing hold of the ropes near her corner. She'd then lift her legs up and hope to get them onto Clyde's neck, after this Eliza would let go of the ropes and try to fling herself around. In the hope of bringing Mr Gastin down with a hurricanrana, she recalled doing this against the Red Knight when she battled him a while back.

Clyde was a bit intrigued at hearing how Eliza had family in World War II, seeing as he too had a family who served, along with the fact that Clyde had an interest in history in general, especially World War II. Still, he set aside any notion to start a conversation as focusing on the match was far more important.

So he cut her off as she spoke and tried to squash her against the corner, but as he came in at full speed, he would end up getting caught between Eliza's shapely legs that shot up, causing Clyde to run smack dab between Eliza's legs, her thighs wrapped around his neck. "Guh." Clyde grunted as he got caught, his cheeks flushing at the position he was in, feeling Eliza's body weight start to shift and pull him along, forcing Clyde to turn with Eliza as she flung herself around and dropped Clyde flat on his back with the hurricanrana, hitting the mat back first with a heavy thump, giving a slight bounce as he skidded forward before sitting up, holding his lower back.

Eliza was successful in catching Clyde with her acrobatic move, she did watch wrestling while growing up. Add to that her experience in being able to perform things like the splits made it easy enough for Eliza to figure out how to do it properly. Ms Harenwood was a bit of a distance away from Clyde, rolling forward to make sure she got some space from the cowboy.

And sure enough Mr Gastin got sent down the mat with her, and judging from his reaction he was caught off guard. Eliza was thankful, she figured Clyde to have more experience in the ring than she did. So she didn't want to get put into too many bad spots, she could only take so many hits.

But since Clyde was in a sitting posture, favouring his back. Eliza figured she should take some measure of risk.

"Hua!" she yelled out. Getting from her knees and running towards Clyde, she'd try to get her foot to his head with a shining wizard. But if she missed Eliza would be on her back and open to an attack from Clyde.

Clyde held his back for only a brief moment, didn't take long to shake off the take down from Eliza. But before he had a chance to get up, Eliza was already charging for him. And she was quick on her feet, real quick. Quicker than him for sure and that didn't help his situation.

Clyde was trying to turn around in a kneeling position, but never got the chance before he heard Eliza yell during her rush and eventually slamming her foot right into the side of his head for a dead on kick to the head. Earning a loud gasp and cheer from the crowd as Eliza struck him. "Gkk!" Grunted Clyde through his teeth as he got blasted, his eyes shooting wide as he got hit, falling to his side with his arms spread out, staring up at the arena lights as he shook his throbbing head. That one hurt.

Ms Harenwood thanked her lucky stars, that was the kind of offense she needed. Explosive and powerful, that's what her fighting style relied on. And she got the paydirt with that shining wizard, her practiced leg hitting the target.

Now that Eliza had downed Mr Gastin, she decided to attempt for a pin. Really Eliza expected Clyde to be able to break out of it, but at least she was making an effort. So she'd get on her knees from her fallen position and leap atop Clyde, not with a body slam but more like she was just flopping onto him.

Clyde had a grimce on his face as Eliza suddenly flopped on him. "Muh." It was so sudden but his abs tightened when she got over him. His head stung naturally enough, but he was far from beaten down. She had to have been new as well, she forgot to hook his leg.

The ref-girl slid in and started to count: "ONE... TW-" And right as her head hit the mat, Clyde kicked his legs up high and turned on his side, solidly breaking the pin. If that worked, Clyde would try to shift his body and turn, while attempting to grab Eliza by the wrist. If that worked, he'd try to yank her forehead while pushing his boots into her abdomen, trying to flip her up and over him and throw her onto her back.

Eliza thought she might have actually had Clyde there, boy if she did. She could just imagine the scandals, her name up in lights or smoke. But Clyde didn't seem to be out the game, in fact he seemed to have grabbed hold of her.

Ms Harenwood was going to try and dig her heels and maybe turn the table on Mr Gastin, but alas he had better upper body strength than her. Sending her to her back and on the mat, the last place she wanted to be with her game plan.

"Ngh!" Eliza sharply let out, she just got kung fu flipped onto her backside there. She was starting to suspect Clyde knew some form of marital arts, that or he learned it on his own. Eliza had to try and get Clyde to let go of her, so she'd try to wriggle her arm out and try to roll away. But if Clyde was fast enough he might be able to catch Eliza on her heels and in her tracks.

Clyde had indeed let Eliza go as he flipped her over, prompting him to hastily get back up to his feet as she was rolling away.

"Huh." Clyde raised his brow and decided to suddenly run after Eliza and reach out for her leg, trying to snatch her up and yank her towards the center of the ring with him. "Oh don't run! We ain't done playin'!" He yelled, trying to get her on her stomach before he'd attempt to plop himself down on her lower back and pull at her chin, attempting to put Eliza in a rather crude camel clutch! Putting pressure on her neck and lower back.

"Ya got some nice legs, toots... Don't be too upset with me If I gotta twist em' around a bit ta' getcha ta' tap if you don't give up from this." teased the cowboy, cocky as ever.

Eliza felt Clyde sitting atop her, now this was a bad recurring habit. First Lia sat on her, then the Red Knight. And now Mr Gastin, was she some sort of fluffy red cushion to sit on?! It didn't help that Clyde was now cranking her neck back, creating some pain in her lower back as well.

"Guh...I'm not one of those stupid...saloon girls that do the can can...Mr Gastin..." Eliza retorted, now she was starting to annoyed here. It seemed that Clyde was trying to play mind games by trash talking, which again didn't help.

Thankfully the hold seemed rather crude, as if Clyde didn't fully lock it. Plus Eliza still had her arms free, so she'd claw and try to force herself out the hold. Despite her dainty looks she was rather strong, you had to be to pull off fancy dancing shit.

Pulling on Eliza's body, bending her neck and lowerback, Clyde felt the dancer's hands at his own, trying to pry herself free. Noting that the submission hold was now failing and not doing the damage he liked. Clyde lifting his rear off Eliza's back while he still held her chin, his lower body standing up before he suddenly dropped down, attempting to drop his knee down upon the center of Eliza's lower back,