Two girls and two stallions : Lelannie Darkmane & Daisuke Maxwell VS Tawncal & Yeldo

When he sees the legs lifting up, Tawncal understands that Lelannie was preparing a submission hold. It was so predictible : Lelannie has been making submissions holds for a while, in fact since she's in the ring.
Since she only uses her legs to wrap Tawncal's neck, the Centaur just shakes his arm to block the move, preventing her legs to lock the Hell's Gate.
« Hey... You're getting predictible, big girl. »
Tawncal smirks. He holds one leg with his left arm, and uses now his right hand to resume his stroking onto her pussy.
« And now it's time for you to be eliminated of this match. I'm not a pervert... just a smart Centaur. »

Yup, this was bad. Yup, things weren't going as planned. Yup, she was starting to get close, but she wasn't about to give up. Lela's panic mode had been engaged and she began to punch at Tawncal's face. She was using whichever arm to try and stop him from progressing on her. She was about to do anything to get out of this. "I beat you once! I will do it again!" She dotted each word with a punch at his face. If she got out of this position, she'd do a jumping uppercut.

Tawncal grunts as he takes a first punch. Since Lelannie keeps on punching, he releases her leg so as to use his arm to defend himself against her blows. He feels her wetness onto his right hand fingers. He smirks. He taunts :
« You've beaten me ? I don't remember. When ? You don't seem to be skillful enough to beat anyone. How did you beat me ? »
He laughs, mocking her.

She had her leg let go of and that was a bad idea. "You know it you goddamned gelding foal. You just can't admit to being beat by a girl~" She mocked right back as she twisted her body and try to land one helluva kick to the side of his head. If she was successful, he'd be staring straight at her rear if he didn't get disoriented. She had the one ace up her sleeve, and it was looking like it was time to use it.

Tawncal cannot defend himself from any blow with only one hand. He managed to block the submission hold, then to deflect the punches... but now this kick is too much. Tawncal takes the kick, letting out a whinny, and indeed, his face turns in front of the mare's rear. The male Centaur is still standing on his four legs, but with his torso bent horizontally, now facing the mare's rear.

Lela could've used her trump card, but she made a mad dash towards her corner. She tagged Daisuke in. She needed to relax a moment.

Seeing Lelannie come her way, Daisuke was ready to get back in there. Daisuke had something in mind and when Lelannie made the tag Dai told her "Give me a hand here" while gesturing her head towards Tawncal. If Lelannie understood where Dai was going with this Daisuke would let Lelannie grab hold of her and launch her towards Tawncal, speeding towards him like a bullet she would look to quickly grab hold of him up high and take him down with a tornado ddt.

Lela smirked and did just that. She picked Daisuke up and launched her towards Tawncal, hoping for a big combo here and maybe this time, the Centaur would fall.

Tawncal shakes his head, trying to catch his mind and recover from the high kick he just took. He sees Lelannie fleeing and making the tag. Too bad... He wanted to get his revenge on her. He though sees Lelannie helping Daisuke to throw herself like a bullet right on him.
Tawncal doesn't know what's coming on. He would just wrap an arm on Daisuke's back, while the other would support her butt.

But Daisuke is performing a Tornado DDT. Tawncal has barely half a second to react.
He would try to counter with a Spinebuster.
It's white or black : or he manages to counter with the Spinebuster, or he's stunned with a Tornado DDT and falls on his horseside.

After taking Tawncal down the ddt Daisuke quickly went for the pin, wanting to get one step closer to wrapping things up if she can.