Ami Takeuchi Vs. Belinda Northman

After the third count came the bell was soon to follow, the match was over and the winner had been declared. The realization that she had just lost to Ami of all people was quite heavy upon Belinda's heart, it felt like it had turned to stone and sunk right into her stomach...her body was aching, her head was throbbing...she was drenched in sweat and rarely had she ever felt as tired as she did in any aftermath of any match. Perhaps it was simply because of how shitty she felt...or maybe it was  because it had been a tough match, the safest bet was that both were playing a huge factor in the blond fatigue.

Her hands moved up towards her head, pulling back strands of hair and trying to cool herself down a bit, as she ran her hands through her hair that hair stuck in whatever direction she was moving it. She huffed out a few heavy breaths, and hearing those shouts from Ami only caused her to clench her fists and grit her teeth in frustration. After the blunette had left Belinda took a moment or two to recover enough before she moved up towards her feet, she stumbled forward a bit and rolled out of the ring. The crowd were booing Ami's victory and antics, most of them were looking to be rather supportive of Belinda...but at the moment the blond couldn't hear them...everything was white noise as the only sound ringing in Belinda's head as she was making her way out backstage, was the sound of her nemesis proclaiming her victory.

Winner: Ami Takeuchi