John vs Ray Blackthorn Hell in a cell match

John slowly got to his feet, grimacing a little as he rose when suddenly, he saw Ray coming at him, but there was nothing he could do but try and block her attack, hoping for the best. His arms rose to defend his face, though all he could do was pray she didn't hit him with a spear.

John was right to be afraid of a possible oncoming spear as that's exactly what the dominant dragoness was going for, only with an added diabolical twist. While continuing to move towards the vampire with as much speed as she could gather Ray would bend down as far as she was able, looking to nail her opponent with a spear while quickly lifting him up with the resulting momentum, wanting to throw him as far as she was able if the attack combination landed successfully.

John's eyes shot open as he gasped in pain. Once the dragoness had hit him with the spear, he found himself flying a ways before finally coming to a halt on his back, just staring up at the ceiling, he placed his hands on his now sore and tender midsection. He tried to sit up, but found that he couldn't, it hurt to much. He decided to just lay there awhile and wait for himself to heal.

"Do you actually know of to fucking fight? Or did you just step into the ring with me because you enjoy getting beaten into the fucking ground?" Ray questioned in her usual toxic teasing tone as she casually strolled over to where John had so gracelessly landed, taking a moment to look at him upon arrival and admire her work before raising one of her powerful legs, planning on harshly stomping on the vampires damaged midsection.

John just chuckled and rolled out of the way when her foot came crashing down. He then attempted to trip her by swinging his leg against her own legs. If this were successful, he would roll her onto her back, hook her arms behind her back and bridge over while pulling up her thighs up for a submission maneuver he called the angel's wings, "You wanna tap out now or later?" he said weakly

"Mrrr!? Graarr!!" Ray growled as her colossal stomp missed it's mark, not having enough speed to react before one of John's legs came crashing into her own, tipping her balance off and quickly sending her to the canvas with a loud crash. Before she got time to recover the dragoness swiftly found herself tightly locked into an intricate submission hold, her entire form violently struggling to the best of her ability as she was rapidly sent into a burning hot furious frenzy.

John let the giant go and slowly stood, backing up a little. He didn't want to be near her when she got up and he really didn't want to be caught on the receiving end of her rage if he could help it.