In the Hall of the Pharaoh - Sahar Abia vs Nicia

Nicia was just rolled to what she thought a safe distance, only to find out that Sahar wasn't taking a break despite everything she just did. Her face was filled with surprise as she watched her friend suddenly closing in on her again, with seemingly little time for her to reach. She did what she could by crossing her arms in front of her face, blocking the kick of Sahar form hitting her features, although the impact of the strike was enough to send her tumbling backwards.

Still surprised at how Sahar could attack straight away, Nicia would attempt to scramble onto her hands and knees as quick as possible. The last thing she wanted know was surely to be caught by Sahar.

"H-how..." she babbled while doing so, not really looking at Sahar as she just wanted to get away from her at the moment.

Managing to close the distance, the Pharaoh fired a brutal soccer kick aimed at Nicia face but her friend managed to block the hit by placing her arms in front of her face, shielding herself from the attack. Still Sahar attack sent her opponent tumbling back and keeping her on the defensive. Still the Pharaoh needed to keep the pressure up and thus she continued to make her way towards Nicia, not intending to give her an inch of space.

Once the gap was close, the Pharaoh would attempt to mount her opponent, trying to keep her opponent from moving and getting away from her. Assuming that she actually managed to mount her opponent she would then open up with a fury of punches aimed at Nicia face, trying to soften up her Egyptian counterpart. "I'm not going to go easy on you and I need to pay you back for those attack you got on me."

With Sahar straddling her and raining down punches on her face, Nicia could only cross her arms in front of her head to protect herself as much as she could. There's only so much she could do in the relatively vulnerable position, though, and each landed hit made her grunt and squirm under the Pharaoh.

"Ungh! Nngh!"

Her defense starting to crack more and more with each successful strike. So she'd attempt to push Sahar away whenever she saw an opening, not wanting to stay as the girl's punching bag for the rest of the match.

Sahar was now starting to make some progress on her opponent, with each strike she landed, Nicia defenses got weaker and weaker. She could feel her opponent defense about to break any moment now. Yet just when things were about to go well for the Pharaoh, her opponent manage to land a shove, sending the Pharoah falling back, stopping her ruthless assault. Not wanting to leave herself vulnerable, the purple hair wrestler would quickly get back on her feet. “Not bad Nicia, have you been holding back in our previous matches?” ask Sahar as she then licked her lips.

"Gah... ugh..." Nicia groaned and panted as she managed to halt Sahar's offense, her arms and face felt a bit sore after all that punching.

She sluggishly rolled over onto her front and get onto her hands and knees, feeling a little dizzy as well. After doing so well a few moments earlier, it seemed like she had suffered a significant setback. Sahar, however, seemed to think she had somewhat improved, though.

"Y-yeah...? Maybe you're getting sloppy..." she hissed cheekily while picking herself up, rubbing her face a bit.

Sahar would narrow her eyes on Nicia as she stated those words. “You best watch your tongue. I have been wrestling in AFW and done a few matches as well, which I have come on top. Perhaps I need to teach you your place!” stated the Pharaoh as she would then make her way towards Nicia before attempting to spear her right into the corner of the makeshift ring. Though if the attack missed, the Pharaoh would be left in a world of pain.

Nicia was still struggling to get a firm footing, but Sahar was already going for another attack again. The spear wasn't the most difficult move to avoid, though, and all she had to do was just to throw herself to one side or another. She would do just that, rolling to her left just before her opponent hit her, narrowly evading Sahar's attack.

Sahar charged forward, wanting to take down Nicia. She attempted to spear her opponent but it seemed that her friend was quick footed and thus instead of hitting Nicia, the Pharaoh hit the makeshift turnbuckle. “GAHH!” yelled Pharaoh as her shoulder connected into the corner. She would stay in that position for a moment or two, making her vulnerable to being counter-attacked by her friend.

Nicia watched as Sahar crashed into the corner and breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed like she would be able to turn around the momentum once again now. Cautiously approaching the Pharaoh on the corner, she'd attempt to pull Sahar and turn her around to put her in a side headlock, setting her for a possible DDT.

Sahar plan had totally backfire and now she was an open target for Nicia. The Pharaoh felt herself being pulled out of the corner before being placed in a side headlock. She would now attempt to push her head out, knowing what was about to happen next. If she got hit by the DDT, she would be in a terrible position, in fact, it would be possible for Nicia to beat her. Though such a thing would be nice for her friend and a great way to start her career, it would also be a massive blow for the Sahar and the Pharaoh was not going to let that to happen, she was going to win this match no matter what it took!