Gwendolyn Dupont Bettencourt vs. Akiha Kosha - Aristocratic Warfare~

Having been hit by a German suplex and pinned this early in the match was frustrating and also showed that her foreign opponent was not be underestimated as Gwen was not only a cheater but actually had real wrestling skills as well.  Thus, Akiha would need to be on guard, as her opponent was a double threat, something that she would need to keep in mind.    

Now finally free of her opponents grip, the raven hair wrestler began to get up, ready to get back into the action and on the offensive.  But her opponent Gwen seemed intent on keeping the raven girl on the defensive as she found her blond opponent arm wrapping around her head before having it placed against the side of her opponent chest.  The Japanese wrestler could hear her opponent making a comment about how well she would fare when the odds were even.

“The match has just started.  Just cause you got an early advantage doesn't mean much.” stated Akiha as would try to pry her opponent arm off her.  Though it proved not to be an easy task and each moment she spent her, meant Gwen would deal more damage to her.  Thus, she decided to go with a different tactic, while one had tried to pry her blond opponent off her, the other would try to throw several elbow strikes in her blond opponent stomach, in hopes that Gwen would release her.

"Every advantage means the world. Individuals from our background should be intimately familiar with that simple fact of life, shouldn't we, Madam Kosha?..." Gwendolyn coyly retorted after having successfully applied the side headlock from outside of Akiha's peripheral vision. In this particular instance, her early advantage had secured her a stern foothold in the direction of the match by maintaining constant pressure on her opponent.

"Tch..." The heiress scoffed from the rebellious tugging at her arm by her raven haired adversary, responding by reaffirming the intensity of her headlock with several torquing strains of her bicep against Akiha's other cheek. Akiha's resistant struggling was becoming a petulant nuisance when she started to deliver constant elbow strikes into her breadbasket, Gwendolyn groaning and jerking back slightly with each one. Gritting her pearly whites as she extended one of her toned legs behind her to steady her position, Gwen decided to make use of her advantageous position in as emphatic a manner as possible before Akiha would find a way to liberate herself.

After aggressively doubling down on the pressure towards the headlock, the heiress would march the both of them backwards several steps until they were relocated in the middle of the ring. Gwen would then take off in a sprinting run before leaping up and attempting to bounce her feet off the top ropes and spin in place to implant Akiha's face in the canvas for an attempted springboard bulldog.

“Early advantage means nothing, if you cannot maintain it, the same holds true for us, Madam Bettencourt.” replied Akiha in a sharp voice as she was still struggling with the side headlock.  She then began to hit her opponent with elbow strikes to Gwen's stomach, now finally getting some damage of her own in.  She would continue the assault, trying to use it in hopes of breaking her blond opponent focus and hold.

Yet just when she thought she was making progress, the raven hair wrestler would find herself being forced back due to Gwen taking several steps back.  Thus, Akiha would have to follow her blond counterpart until they reach the middle of the ring.  She continued her elbow strikes, now hitting harder and faster, knowing that her opponent had something planned for her.  Yet despite her constant elbow strikes, her opponent ran forward, jumping on the ropes in an attempt to perform a springboard bulldog but Akiha would not have any of that.  

Using all her strength, she could muster and willpower, the Japanese wrestler would hold Gwendolyn in the air before attempting to throw her out of the ring, where Kohaku and Hisui were waiting.  If the blond wrestler landed outside, Hisui would start off by trying to smack Akiha opponent with a silver platter to the head while Kohaku would roll in the wine bottle that been placed with red mist to her raven hair mistress.

For her move to be executed flawlessly, the heiress knew that it would require careful timing and precision footwork. Though if all according to her plan, the resulting faceplant to Akiha would have been well worth the risk. Her fellow aristocrats' ceaseless elbow strikes into her gut were causing her to act rather hastily to attempt this move before Akiha could wriggle her way free, the lingering pain and Akiha's pestering resistance irritating the heiress into impulsive action.

Though once Gwendolyn would spring off her feet, the heiress would start to panic from the floating sensation of being hoisted in the air with no control over her movements. "H-HEY!!! Don't you dar-AHH!!!-" Gwendolyn barked out before being unceremoniously dumped over the top ropes and outside of the ring, all to the stunned expressions and cheers from the Japanese audience standing on their feet to catch Gwen's crash landing.

Gwendolyn's sole saving grace from this entire debacle was that she was at least able to land feet first and go into a tumbling tuck and roll upon making contact with the ground. Not to say it was a soft landing, the strain on her legs after rolling towards the barricade was keeping her splayed out on the mat. Grumbling out unladylike obscenities as she attempted to rise back up to her hands and knees, the briefly airborne heiress would collapse back down with a shrill and pained cry after the silver tray smacked Gwen upside her head. Gwen cradled the back of her head and tapped her boot against the mat after being "informed" on whose side of the ring she landed in.

"Nonono!"

Yayoi yelped and was on the move even before Gwendolyn hit the ground outtside of the ring. "The golden bird is taking flight!" She screamed as the flock of assistants followed her. Although she couldn't save her mistress from being clocked over the head with the platter, four of the girls dogpiled the maids, two each and began to punch and kick as best as they could while Yayoi pulled the heiress from the pile.

"M-Maîtresse!" Yayoi stammered. "Are you alright?! Take all the time you need! Those glorified dishwashers are occupied now!" Yayoi said as she brushed her hands down Gwendolyn's silky form to briush off the dirt, straighten the wrestling uniform. She even pulled out a compact and began to reapply  some makeup on the heiress dutifully, as though it mattered in the middle of the brawl.  "To think that even a hair would get out of place. Be cautious with her, Maîtresse, my eyes can't be everywhere." When she was finished, she folded up the compact and then deftly slipped it into Gwendolyn's hand. He then leaned close.

"Enhance your punch or blow some of the powder in her eyes."

Akiha watch with joy as her opponent landed out of the ring and slammed into the ground.  The crowd cheered at the sight of raven hair wrestler turning the match around.  Then the crowd would give a roar as they saw the blond wrestler get smacked in the head with a silver platter.  They were finally glad that someone was giving Gwen a taste of her own medicine.

The raven hair wrestler was enjoying the scene, it was nice to have the crowd cheer for her and it also felt good to fight alongside her maids, one of which pass her a wine bottle, probably filled with red mist.  While the referee was distracted, Akiha would quickly open it and take a drink, getting her red mist ready but much to her surprise, it didn't have red mist but regular wine.  It seemed that Kohaku had accidentally mixed up the regular wine bottle and the one with red mist.

As she closed the wine bottle, she would then look to see what was happening outside the ring.  It seemed that Kohaku and Hisui had gotten swarmed and were now fighting off their attackers.  They were currently outnumbered two versus one but despite this, they were still holding their own.  Akiha would thus focus her attention to Gwen, who was now being helped by her assistant.  Not wanting to give up her advantage, the Japanese wrestler would take matters into her own hand as she would charge forward before attempting a baseball slide kick in hopes of hitting both her opponent and her assistant.

Despite how nostalgically irksome it was to once again be unceremoniously heaved over the top ropes within the early onset of her match, the heiress barely had time to bemoan having to relive that experience before she would be assaulted from behind by Akiha's loathsome handmaidens. Cringing her face throughout the cacophony of ringing Christmas bells in her ear, Gwen flinched from being hauled up to her hands and knees until she noticed it was her eternally steadfast assistant Yayoi by her side and doing the lifting.

Not showcasing any signs of gratitude, Gwen propped herself on her knees with her snooty held high as Yayoi began to adjust the wrinkled creases in her outfit and apply compact powder with a swaying brush over her cheeks. A raucous chorus of boos echoed around them from the crowd witnessing the preferential treatment of Yayoi primping and beautifying the haughty aristocrat in the midst of the ensuing chaos from their brawling subordinates.  

Throughout the beautification process, Gwen's hazel eyed attention remained fixated on the ring in front of her in quiet contemplation for her next move. Until she noticed the compact being stealthily tucked into her hand. Not looking at her hand to prevent drawing attention to it, Gwen would rise back up to her feet along with Yayoi before turning to face her with a heavenly smile. "So long as your eyes never waver from watching my back, My dear Yay-uh-oh..." Gwens appreciative pep talk would be interrupted by the disheartening sight of Akiha making a beeline straight for them. The heiress' basest instinct would save her hide just in the nick of time...but not Yayoi's, as Gwen would yank her bespectacled attendant into the way of the dropkick!!

"Guuuuh!"

Before yayoi could even yelp from being yanked into harm's way, the boots of the young Kosha drove into her side and sent her reeling. She groaned as she hit the floor writhed in pain. She had some idea of what had happened, but even if she had known that Gwendolyn had pulled her in the line of fire for sure, she would have been fine with it. She would have dove in front of Akiha herself if she had been aware. She knew she was Gwendolyn's tool, her shield.

It still hurt though!

With the commotion, a pair of the other group broke off from the maids and advanced towards Akiha, looking to get revenge on the black haired maiden. They both ran at Akiha and hooked their arms together, trying to hit the girl with a double clothesline.

Akiha charged forward before attempting to hit both Gwendolyn and her assistant with a baseball slide kick.  Yet her opponent decided to throw her assistant in the way to take the hit.  Akiha was a bit surprised and mad at what had transpired.  She hated the fact that her opponent would use her assistants as unwilling shields as if they were lesser beings, things to be discarded after being used.  But she had a match to win and thus turned her focus on Gwen.  Yet before she could attempt an attack, she was hit behind from a double clothesline, sending her down to the ground from the surprise attack.

Kohaku and Hisui were too busy dealing with Gwen henchwomen but now that the odds were even, the two started to gain the advantage and started to push the remaining two henchwomen back before Kohaku and Hisui would both grab weapons and attempt to use them on the two henchwomen, intent on taking them out of the match once and for all.  If they succeeded this would greatly even the match odds.

As "heartless" or "cruel" her actions may have been interpreted as by those whose feeble minds were incapable of seeing the big picture, Gwen knew that however attached you become to your pawns, you must never forget their general purpose. Namely sacrificing themselves so the Queen can be kept safe and protected on the chess board. A fact that Akiha may not appreciate, but Gwen certainly did as she graciously gifted Yayoi the opportunity to take the dropkick in her illustrious leader's place and be sent tumbling towards the barricade.

"H-Heh!! That's enough of that!!" The referee would finally make her voice heard once she witnessed Akiha's maids gather weaponry before attempting to lay waste to Gwens troops. She allowed the brawl to go on this long knowing it was the nature of the match type, but once it seemed like all out war was about to transpire, the ref started issuing warnings of disqualifications and being sent back stage if they didn't settle down.

Gwen grinned maliciously downward towards her blindsided opponent, the heiress wisely opting to place the compact makeup kit on the edge of the apron for later usage now that her entourage had taken it upon themselves to give Gwen an opening. She would clasp tightly onto the roots of Akiha's raven haired head to usher her back to her feet and roll her back inside the ring. Gwen had quite enough of the sheer madness that was taking place outside of the ring and decided to put the match back on track now that she had reestablished control before it derailed once more. With Akiha back inside and being rolled to lay on her front side, Gwen aimed to dash up and leap high in the air before attempting to crash her knee squarely between Akiha's shoulder blades.