Sahar vs Karen

As the Pharaoh started to enter the ring, she would be attacked by her opponent who viciously grabbed her hair and dragged her into the ring. Her opponent seemed to now be fighting smart, taking her time and attacking Sahar when she was exposed, unlike earlier in the match where she seemed a bit reckless. The Egyptian wrestler would attempt to push her opponent away, trying to get Karen hands off her hair.

Ignoring the screams and warnings of the referee as she clearly used her opponents hair to her advantage, Karen smiled as she forced her opponent away from the ropes, but felt those strong arms push against her. She'd respond by bringing her arms wide-as a distraction almost, whilst trying to force a rising knee into Sahar's waist.

Sahar was forced to follow Karen as the referee started to yell at her opponent for pulling on her hair. As the Pharaoh push back, she found her hair begin released and looked up only to see Karen having her arms open wide up. The purple hair wrestler was confused, but this feeling would soon be replaced by pain as she was hit in the gut with Karen's knee, making her gasp for air as she then held her gut.

With her arms wide and Sahar in a bad spot, Karen went for broke. Rushing in, she'd try to hook her arms around the waist of the tall pharoah, trying to lock them behind her at the elbows. If this succeeded, she'd compress the body of Sahar, locking her in her signature bearhug.

As Sahar was gasping for air, she would find her opponent coming at her and locking her in a bear hug.  “AHHH” yelled the Pharaoh as she screamed in pain and felt her body being compressed.  She would try to escape by trying to expand her arms, but it was no use as her opponent had her tightly lock in.  All the Pharaoh could do at the moment was scream out in pain as the bear hug continued to compress her.

The screams filling the air pleased Karen, but she knew she couldn't call it a sure win yet, especially considering the drain the match had on her thus far. She'd take a step back away from the ropes, intending to pull Sahar with her-and if this succeeded, use the momentum to hoist the big Egyptian off her feet, all the while resuming the compression.

Sahar continued to scream as she was squeezed by her opponent massive strength.  She could feel herself being dragged up into the air while moving away from the ropes.  The Pharaoh need to do something in order to get out of this hold.  She began trying to use her head in order to escape, literally. The purple hair wrestler would now start trying to headbutt her opponent in hopes that the hits would force her to let go of her.

Sahar wasn't exactly heavy for Karen, but the drain she'd been through had made the lift more of a challenge than usual. Regardless, she held her opponent tight, compressing her waist every time she tried to exhale, trying to really make Sahar struggle for air. Those light few headbutts came in square on Karen's forehead, forcing her to lower Sahar back to her feet.

Karen would recoil briefly, before trying to use the fury from her pain to tighten up even more, trying to make Sahar lightheaded to the point of no resistance.

It seemed that the Pharaoh tactic was somewhat working as Karen brought her back down to her feet. She could now feel the pressure being applied even stronger than before, she knew that Karen was now trying to end this right here and right now but Sahar wouldn't have it as she then attempted another headbutt, far stronger than the previous ones in another attempt to get out.

Karen was forcing a ridiculous amount of strength into her arms, really trying to compress and crush her opponent. She brought her head up, preparing to taunt Sahar and tell her to give up, before that horrible and desperate headbutt came flying in, this time on her nose.

She immediately let up her hold, keeping her left hand on Sahar to keep herself up, whilst bringing her right up to her quickly watering pained eyes.