Triple Threat Match: Bomber Kishima vs Suzumi Ishikawa vs Diana Accera

Diana simply didn't care, as the arena turned to hateful roars with her retreat from the action. It may of been a small hit to her pride, but the Italian was smart enough to know that a crowd-hated retreat for breath was much preferable over constant wild and breathless brawling, especially given that by doing so, Diana would be allowed for a more controlled resume to the right.

That was, until Suzumi decided to pursue.

Hoisting herself through the ropes, her foe's feet soon found itself on Diana's upper body, not only knocking that precious breath right out of her, but forcing Diana straight to the floor-immediately rolling in pain, with hands to her aching body!

Suzumi got back up to her feet and held an arm up high while she addressed the crowd! "Wooooo! Tokyo that was for you baby!" She said with a wink at the front row before they cheered her even louder! Suzumi grabbed Diana by the hair and while she was known mostly for submissions, some slams, some speed and some flying.

It was time that the crowd saw Suzumi's much lesser seen side. Diana had messed up her fan time, and Suzumi loved her fans! As she grabbed Diana's hair she marched her over to the ringpost, rearing back and looking to bash Diana's head off the steel post!

The worst part about Diana's scenario, was that now that Suzumi was outside with her, it simply made sense for her to continue the assault. After all, there was no count out in place, and moments ago Diana had just slammed the woman.

Forced back to her feet via her hair, she couldn't help but moan and gag, as she was dragged but a step before coming in close proximity to that oh so dangerous and hard ringpost. Devoid of energy momentarily after a high flying dropkick, she was ripe for further hard assault.

Not even screaming as her head hit the post, she merely slumped against it, hands hooking around it to support herself falling to a knee. Pinging her skull off the post may not of created blood, but Diana certainly felt like it, as she nearly wept against it, her forehead on fire.

Bomber Kishima had taken her sweet time recovering while Diana and Suzumi continued to go at it. Their clash quickly took them outside the ring. And soon the Lariat Queen began to sit up, only to realize there was no one around.

That quickly changed when a loud thud against one of the ring posts drew her attention. Looking that way, she couldn’t see Diana, but she did see Suzumi standing right by the apron. Wide open too. The Tsunami had taken advantage of such an opening against Kishima, so she figured she might as well return the favor.

Picking herself up, the violet haired bruiser ran into the ropes and sent herself in a spring right toward Suzumi. No, she wasn’t one for all those flashy dives through the ropes. But she was a big baseball lover, and as if she was stealing a base she dropped down while sliding her powerful legs under the bottom rope to crash into Suzumi with a baseball slide dropkick!

Suzumi was about to grab onto Diana by the head again, and give her an earful however it was Kishima who slide into Suzumi full speed giving her gorgeous face two feet full! Suzumi grabbed her face and hit the ground with a resounding dead-weight thud! "ARGH! Shit!" Suzumi screamed out as she could feel her whole face throb. Her lips felt like they were on fire and had extra sting, with a coppery taste in her mouth.

Suzumi moved her hands still kicking the mat in pain as she rolled her head to the side to spit out blood from her split lip!

“Safe!” Kishima said through a grin after her baseball slide “found home plate,” so to speak, and sent Suzumi crashing right to the ground.

The Bomber then slid under the bottom rope to join her two opponents at ringside, and walked over to down and wounded ex-Angel. “Sorry, Suzumi. This is gonna hurt,” she said, then bent down to wrap her arms around the girl’s waist.

With a brief grunt she’d stand up and attempt to deadlift the Tsunami right off the ground. If she could get that far she’d jerk her arms up to elevate her a couple feet more, only to drop her down stomach first onto the ringside barricade!

Suzumi still had her face covered as she was lift up. She groaned in response to Bombers words, and ended up screaming ad her mid-section came crashing down mercilessly on the barricade! As she crashed back to the mat blood snd spit flew from her mouth as she writhed on the floor! Her face throbbed from the slide and her torso felt like it was on fire. Calling the bloodied and crushed Suzumi a mess at this moment was a severe understatement!

A part of Kishima didn’t particularly want to attack Suzumi like that. But it was every woman for herself. Nothing they could do about that. Though, now that the Tsunami was down for the moment, Kishima could turn her attention back to the one she really had a gripe with.

The Bomber left her friend where she was, then marched over to Diana. “Don’t you worry. I haven’t forgotten about you,” Kishima said with a grin, as she’d reach out to grab onto the Italian’s dark locks and attempt to drag her up to her feet again.

Just like but moments ago in the ring, when Kishima was trying to tear the woman apart in the corner only to be halted by Suzumi, Diana knew that when Kishima had the Tsunami wounded, she'd turn her eyes to the wounded Italian. Still leaning on that hard steel post, she'd take every second she could to try and gather her senses, but they simply weren't returning to her. With the reaction she was giving, the crowd was somewhat anxious to see if the Italian had actually been busted open on the ring post, only to their somewhat disappointment find nothing but sweat on the amazons face as Kishima dragged her up and away from her somewhat close hug with the object.

Now standing, she'd wheeze into the face of the bomber, her legs for the moment unstable beneath her, trying as ever to muster up the physical strength to strike back at the woman who held her like a child.

Kishima couldn’t help but grin as she brought Diana up onto her wobbly legs to face her. The spunky Italian certainly didn’t look so smug and confident now. Didn’t look like she was in the mood to try to throw any more of the insults that had gotten her in this mess in the first place either.

“What’s the matter? You suddenly got all quiet on me!” Kishima taunted, reeling her right arm back and hurling it forward to aim a heavy forearm strike directly at Diana’s jaw!