Freia Kagami Vs. Emily Nelson

Freia was in a fair bit of pain now and soon enough she was rolled over onto her back, groaning out in pain as she growled out, hating herself for letting Emily Nelson get the better of her. She was gonna make damn sure that didn't happen again.

That's how the white wolf's thoughts ran as Emily laid herself down on top of the white haired beauty and hooked on of the beauty's legs. Pinning her shoulders down onto the mat as the ref-girl went up towards them and started the count.

" Two...!" she shouted out after the first count as she slapped her hand down against the mat for a second time. It didn't take long before the beautiful Freia Kagami kicked up though, bucking Emily off of her just after the two count game!

Once again, Emily was given a physical reminder that Freia was stronger than she looked, as the white-haired beauty kicked out with enough force to throw Emily off of her! It wasn't enough to unbalance Emily or send her rolling away, but it was enough to break the pin attempt decisively. Emily should have figured that Freia wouldn't go down yet, not after just one pin attempt. It looked like she would have to soften her foe up first.

"Remember how ye were trying t'make me tap earlier, Freia?" she growled, grabbing at Freia's head and pulling her to a seated position. "Let me return the favour." Dropping behind her Japanese foe, Emily would move to clamp her legs around her opponent's midsection, locking her boots, while at the same time moving to grab and trap her arms. If all went according to plan, then she would have Freia wrapped up quite nicely in a crushing body scissor! "Let's see how you like this!" she said, as she started to squeeze her powerful legs.

Freia winced and groaned, cursing a bit under her breath as she felt Emily grab a hold of her head and start to pull the woman up to a seated position. She was about to wave and slap her hand against Emily's frame but the busty Scottish knight had already moved around behind her and wrapped her powerful legs down against Freia's waist. The white wolf gasped out pain as Emily then started to try and take a hold of her arms.

The White Wolf tried to fight and struggle, refusing to let the Scottish Knight to take a hold of her arms, swinging and struggling with her shoulders, trying to bring her hands down forward to Emily's feet to start to try and wrench those feet off and try and work Emily's legs off of her!

Try as Emily might, she couldn't get her Freia's arms under control-- the White Wolf was no slouch, and knew just how bad it would be if she let her arms get trapped. Instead, Freia was struggling in her grip, shouting in fury and in frustration as she slapped and pried at Emily's legs. It was a valiant effort, but Freia now had her after taking the pain from her for most of this match, and she wasn't about to let go now.

"Does that hurt, love?" Emily taunted, smiling a little as she leaned back on her palms, amplifying the power of her scissors as she crushed Freia's slender midsection. "Just let me know when you've had enough." After a few seconds of amplifying the crush, Emily would lean forward and cup Freia's chin, leaning back to pour pressure on Freia's neck and upper back in addition to the scissors, hoping to squeeze a submission out of her Japanese foe!

Freia groaned out louder and louder as Emily's strong and deadly legs flexed and squeezed her waist tighter and tighter with each passing moment. It wouldn't do her very well to be crushed by the Scottish knight the hold soon turned for the worse though as Emily took a hold of her chin and started to pull back on her in that painful chin lock all the while she squeezed her.

" Aagh...!!" Freia rasped out in pain as her hands balled into tight fists hammering them down against Emily's thighs...and alternating it by trying to throw her arms back and elbow Emily in her side. As she fought tooth and nail to get out of this painful hold.

By this point, Freia was thrashing, groaning and crying out in Emily's grip. Emily wasn't a sadist by any stretch of the imagination, but even so, after all that she had endured at Freia's hands, it felt good to be returning the favour. Freia started retaliating with hard punches to her legs-- which, while they made her wince, weren't enough to make her leg go. The elbow to her ribs were another matter, though. "OOOOF!" she gasped as an elbow dug into her ribs, eliciting a gasp from her. She felt her grip weaken a little-- but not enough to make her let go. 

Releasing Freia's chin, Emily decided it was time to retaliate. Cupping her hands, Emily tried to deliver a firm axe handle into Freia's upper back, before releasing the scissor and unwinding from her opponent, kicking her to try to keep her floored.

Freia's elbow dug into those ribs of her busty Wrestle Angels opponent and it seemed to be working, the pain from the waist scissor eased up quite a lot and she could finally breath easily again...that was until a hard axe-handle was delivered onto her back, causing the busty white haired woman to gasp out loudly in pain.

Then finally she was released from Emily's grasp and kicked down onto her side. Freia rolled away as quickly as she could as she attempted to make her way to the bottom ropes, gripping onto them as she started to pull herself up to her knees. wincing and whining as she did...she turned her gaze to Emily Nelson and gave the Scottish Knight a scowling glare.

Staffing back up to her full and impressive height, Emily now towered over the crawling Freia for the first time in this match. Sweeping her hair back, Emily glared down at Freia and met her opponent's scowl with one of her own, giving her a look that told Freia there was going to be no mercy.

"Get up," she growled, grabbing Freia by the hair and pulling her to her feet. Pushing her opponent against the ropes, Freia started to hammer her, unleashing three forearm chops in a row at close range. Her fans, excited to see her taking charge, counted with each chop. Emily wouldn't rest there, however: grabbing around Freia's head in one hand and her thigh in the other, Freia would tilt back, aiming to nail Freia in a quick but powerful suplex!

Freia leaned against the ropes, panting out as she shook her head a bit and brought her right arm up towards her face, rubbing away some sweat from her. The two women scowled at each other as it was clear that there was no love loss between either of them.

Hearing Emily growl at her and then feel that hand upon her white hair, pulling the Japanese woman up to her feet. As she was pushed up against the ropes though, Freia's hand moved forward towards Emily's face, both hands grabbing at it and in a clever tactic make it look as if she was pushing Emily away from her all the while attempting to jab a thumb into Emily's eye!

Emily met Freia's scowl, seeing the silent defiance in the silver haired woman's eyes. She didn't care. After being on the receiving end of Freia's submissions for most of this match, it felt good to return the favor. All she wanted now was to give Freia her just punishment for her heeling tactics. The Perfection Beyond Death was reeling right now, and Emily knew she had to strike while the iron was thought.

Just because Freia was hurting, however, didn't mean she was defenseless. Emily was reminded painfully of that fact when Freia's nails shot up and scratched down across her eyes. "AAAGH!" Emily screamed as pain seared across her retinas. She staggered away, clutching her hurting eyes and momentarily blinded by Freia's underhanded attack.