Round Three: Sarah Gatt vs Makoto Aihara (Complete)

(How big do you think Sarah is? Lol)

Even though Makoto had dodged yet another attempt to damage her eyes, Sarah kept her hands grasped on the girl's head. "Oh no you don't!" Sarah laughed again, her fighting-lust growing with each passing minute. With her grip on Makoto's head and hair she would be getting away anytime soon, and once again tried to press her thumbs into the girl's eyes. While she kept at that she once again tied the get the girl onto her back so she could pin her beneath her.

Makoto was now getting a little peeved that Sarah kept trying to gouge her and would finally try to bite her hand hard. She wants to fight dirty, very well then.

"Gghh!!" Sarah grunted, wincing when Makoto bit into her hand. Nad yet through it, her dark grin returned. "Finally," she growled through clenched teeth. With her hand in Makoto's mouth she gripped the girl's bottom jaw. An unexpected manuever but Sarah was full of those. With her opponant stuck in place Sarah would procede to deliver several punches into the girl's face.

This made Makoto let go and she got up and abcked away rubbing her bruised jaw. She also gave Sarah a dark smile. "Hmph. Maybe I might stick around here after all. I thought this place would bore me."

Sarah stood back up, waving the hand that had benn bitten to ease the pain. Both fighters had been battered and bruised throughout the match, and whoever won would have a harder time in the final round. She liked those odds. "Really?" Sarah said, turning to smile mockingly. "Because I'm still kinda bored." She cracked her knuckles one by one and raised them at the ready. "Let's finish this, judo-bitch."

Makoto smirked and advanced slowly on Sarah.

Sarah circled Makoto slowly, her fists raised in defense of anything Makoto might throw at her. Sarah was a bit peeved that the girl was still standing even after all she had done to her. The judo-babe could take almost as much damage as Sarah herself. It was something she respected, but it was also something that pissed her off.

Keeping guard up Saah would pepare her self as Makoto advanced on her.

Makoto feinted with a palm chop to ehr chin but would suddenly go for a hard kck right into Sarah's groin right in front of the ref. Not only would this blow hurt someone even as big as sarah but it would disqualify her right there.

Makoto wouldn't care about this. She could care less about the title or the respect of the fans. But she wanted to teach this egotistical behemoth a lesson in pain and humility.

Sarah grinned, already preparing a block in response to Makoto's attack. But she was faked out, and her eyes widened in shock and pain when the kick connected with her crotch. She had adapted to Makoto's speed, but she did not expect such a dirty tactic from the judo babe. Her hands went to her crotch and she grimaced. "So....that's how it's gonna be," she growled.

And just like that the ref turned ready to call the match there.