Mizore Shirayuk vs Hilde Aldenkamp. The debut of a new talent

Mizore had bin expecting some kind of reply from the Dutch woman , but what she got was a bit surprising an could actually be considered childish.Still for now the purple haired girl was trapped in a guillotine choke and was still trying to lift up the arm that was pressed against her throat. As the lack of air was slowly having an effect on the Russian as she already knew she was at risk of passing out or worse.

With what strength she had left she would grasp her opponent's arm with both hands an attempt to raise it off her throat so that she could breath.Still for every second that did not happen the risk that the Russian would end up falling unconscious grew. While that was not difficult enough she also had to deal with feeling Aldenkamp's legs were pressing against her body with more pressure then before as the lack of air was weakening her further as she gasped in pain.

The fight had already lasted for a long time. Hilde was significantly tired and she could feel that her opponent was in a similar, if not worst, state of stamina. However, both of them kept fighting.

Mizore was locked and trapped by the newcomer's legs, while having her throat choked by Hilde's arm. However, the Russian kept fighting and started to try to remove the dutch's arm from her neck. Aldenkamp answered this attempt, reinforcing her grip over Shirayuki's throat, even more, attempting to end her struggle and the match, trying to secure her first victory on her first match on AFW. However, she knew that, if, somehow, Mizore was able to keep her resistance against her lock, Hilde would eventually have to let her go, due to her own exhaustion.

Mizore knew she was losing strength as she felt the life be choked out of her as she fought to remove her opponent's arm from her throat. However it was clear that while the Russian was trying to fight back she was losing strength as the Dutch teen could easily reinforce her grip. So this left the purple haired woman with only two options as she could either continue to resist , and like pass out. Or do the sensible thing and give up as she decided on the latter as she would start to tap on her opponent's arm as she would not risk being choked unconscious.

"Must...Continue...Locking.... Her...", thought Hilde, as she was using all her strenght, focusing all of her thoughts on this sole purpose. She, then felt something, some subtle touches on her right arm, which was choking Mizore, being wrapped around her throat. She ignored this sensations, regarding it as nothing of importance. However, she started feeling the same sensation on her arm, but stronger and more frenetic, this time. She stopped focusing on keeping her lock, for a while, and realized that Mizore was, finally, tapping her surrender.

The dutchwoman then released the purple haired girl, slowly, due to her exhaustion. She rolled to the side, leaving the russian behind her, and fell to the mat, sweaty and gasping. Tired, but relieved.

A smile then emerged on her face, similar to one of a child that just received it's favorite sweet. She had won and proven her valor, this time, to the world. Her pride was kept and now was, just like every other time she won, inflated. Hilde then rose up, sitting on the mat, still gasping and smiling. The rich and spoiled girl was satisfied.

Mizore was about to lose conscious as she had just bin tapping on her opponent's right arm as the referee was trying to get the Dutch wrestler's attention. Luckily it seems that either the referee got Hilde's attention or realized what she was doing on her own as she was released by the other wrestler as she just lays on the canvas defeated.

Still while the Russian woman was disappointed in losing she knew it was the only option she had as she would pant for air as the referee goes to raise the Dutch woman's hand in victory.

As her victorious right hand is raised by the referee, Hilde raised her other left hand,rejoicing, as she looked back to the cheering crowd, as she smiled triumphantly and proudly, due to her victory. However, despite her joy at that moment, she knew it was expected by the general public and the organizers of the League that she would act according to her alignment as a "Heel", as the villainous wrestlers were called. Despite the fact that her behavior, before and during this match, showed  herself to be this way, she could not ignore that Shirayuki herself proved her valor during the struggle, in which both women fought a long and rough match, with none of them giving up, until Mizore reached the limits of her physical conditions.

Hilde despised losers, in general. Always considered them whiny and weak, unworthy of her respect and time. Actually, she thought the same thing of most people, showing an indifference towards society, unless something possibly beneficial to her showed up. However, she felt that her entrance on AFW (Her defeat to that american blonde on that competition on the backstage and now her hard fought match against the purple haired Russian) might be changing that.

"Whatever!", she said to herself on her head, ignoring everything she thought and had been through, releasing her hand from the referee's own and making her way to leave the ring, passing by Shirayuki, arrogantly ignoring her.

Mizore would just look at her opponent as she would look up to see the other wrestler raising her hands in victory.The crowd who were watching were cheering as the Russian could only wish it would once be her who would have her hand raised in the air in victory. Still that would have to happen another night as for now the purple haired wrestler could only watch as she barely was able to sit up straight.

Still the look in Hilde's eyes when she passed her by was something she never want to see ever again. As she knew just from only seeing the Dutch woman's eyes for a second that she was being considered whiny and weak. This did surprise the Russian for a bit as she thought she would have at least impressed the other woman with how she did not give up.Even so this was something for another time as she would slowly crawl out of the ring , and then make her way to the back as she had to prepare for the next match.