Stone Age Aggression: Diana Accera Vs Sabre

Had Sabre turned, Diana would of likely launched herself into her grip, opening herself to all levels of torture. With some luck though, she'd end up laying on her foes back.

Grunting, she'd quickly shoot all her limbs around her foe; legs wrapping around Sabres stomach for the near sole purpose of keeping the Italian glued, whilst her arms went around the woman's throat, seemingly trying to choke the life from her foe.

The opponent seems to have the plan of keeping Sabre grounded. While not good at combat due to her size, Sabre only hopes rhe same was true of her opponent...

Ah let out a gurgling cry and tries tk pry Diana's arms off. Sabre was at a disadvantage with speed. But she hoped to make that up with strength alone iver her equally big and strong opponent.

Diana hooked her legs easily enough, but soon found the toned woman forcing her arms to struggle. She'd briefly try to continue her plight, somewhat desperately trying to hook those arms around the woman and squeeze her neck until something popped.

Instead, she'd opt for a quick change up, trying to instead bring her right arm back. If Sabre didn't prevent her, the Italian would shoot a fierce elbow cleanly right into the back of her skull!

Sabre was definitely not as technical as her opponent was. But she was smart enough to know that she had to keep moving. If she stopped in the position she was in, then the match would have been over. Sabre yells out right in her opponent's face and tries to double down on her struggles to break free.

Elbow somewhat ringing off Sabres back like a wooden club against steel, Diana would soon relent, deciding that trying to maintain the hold against such a fiercely bucking foe simply wasn't worth it.

Rolling off and quickly obtaining her standing position, Diana would crouch, arms extended, first eager to see the state of her foe before she'd leap in for another assault.

Sabre made several heavy puffs of angered breathing. She got onto her knees first and looked back, staring daggers at the opponent whose name she didn't didn't know. Sabre got onto her feet and turn around to try and walk towards the opponent.

Diana had to give her foe some credit; so far she'd been exactly as advertised, a wild cave woman. But it seemed her foe could manage moments of focus, somewhat annoyingly to Diana at a time her rage could be used against her. Smirking somewhat, Diana simply matched her foes walk, arms up either side of her.

Closing the distance, she'd shoot a neat jab right above Sabres huge chest; not to wound her, but more provoke, and see if she could be taken advantage of.

Sabre was one track. So if she was going to be provoked, then the cave gorl wiuld most likely take the bait. She felt the rather soft punch land on her. She let out a roar and grabbed that arm by thw wrist to pull Diana in to punch her back in the same spot.

Her provoking strike would indeed poke the bear as it were, as Sabre grappled the woman close and fired a shot of her own. Grunting, Diana would bend, hands shooting to her foes shoulders, trying both to brace herself and keep a firm grip of the cave woman.

Sabre would press against Diana and try to keep herself from getting pushed. She lets out several growls and snarls in the fav of her opponent. Her bending don would prevent the cave woman from grabbing her opponent off of the ground. "Just...Go...Down! "