Alaina Sanders Vs. Diana Accera II: The End All

Hands locked so tightly it was practically impossible to see where one hand ended and one begun, Diana couldn't believe it was possible to sweat this much. The mat beneath them was literally covered in a thin layer, the sort that would not be removed with a simple wipe away. Needless to say, when the amazons were finally done trying to cave in one another's skull, a change of padding would most likely be needed.

Key word being, when!

Silent now save for those grunts, her head falling to Alaina's shoulders, both her own and her amazon counterparts began to shift down, legs buckling given there was simply no energy to spare in the fruitless task of standing. Their test of course would still continue whilst kneeling, with every inch of Diana still pressing on the brunette before her.

Breathing itself becoming a monstrous task, as apparently both Alaina and Diana both would seemingly rather lose consciousness than willing lose this contest!

Alaina was groaning, her face showing the clear signs of exhaust. She brother teeth, crying out as she tried to overcome Diana. She bent forward, trying to arch herself over to force Diana to bridge back!

I am second to NO ONE!" Alaina cried as she tried to surge forward to establish her dominance over the powerful, determined Diana!

Diana's back did indeed begin to bridge, but not without repercussion for her greatest rival and friend. The motion forcing her amazing abs sharply into Alaina's own, she'd try to use the posture presented by such to truly dig her midriff into Alaina, and force her to buckle from the front as she was buckling from her own back!

Arms still refusing to budge in the slightest, even as breathing itself became an impossible task!

Alaina felt her middle buckling in and she shook her head in shock! "No... this isn't happening!" Alaina groaned as she knew she was screwed. In a last ditch effort as she kept Diana buckling over she tried to get her feet positioned so she could dig her feet in to the canvass, straightening her legs to try to push Diana back and flatten her to the mat!

If this failed Alaina was going to be in dire straits that she wasn't sure she could come back from!

The sudden show of force from Alaina, amidst all the carnage, sweat and loud, feminine grunting, finally forced the test to an end. With Alaina pushing in an upwards direction given her stretched out legs, the Italian would simply possess not even hafl the strength needed to stop that weight crashing down on her, bringing about Diana's back arching all the way, until of course...

"GHH!" Her figure flat to the canvas, unhooking those hands as quickly as she could with Alaina atop her, all Diana could attempt to muster now was atleast a raised arm. Amidst her agony and extremely tired state, she felt an immediate pinfall attempt could have ended the match there and then!

Alaina gasped for breath, the crowd clapping as someone finally won the dead even strength contest. She stood up, wobbling as she did. She was spent. She could only hope Diana was as well. The amazon wanted to help Diana up by grabbing her arm, and Irish whipping her towards the ropes. Alaina would give immediate chase staying right behind Diana. Her plan was to crash into Diana with a clothesline as she bounced on the ropes with enough force to send her flipping over the top for a rough landing on the outside!

Diana slowly, and with absolutely no energy to spare, found herself dragged to her feet, soon enough even finding herself thrown towards the ropes. Bouncing off them with a exhausted grunt, one almost filled with fury that she had found herself in such a posture from losing the test of strength, the Italian would not be given space to move, as Alaina collided with her full on!

Her hands only able to clutch onto her powerful nemesis as she tumbled over the top rope, evidently seeking to make Alaina pay for the clothesline by dragging her to hell with her!

Alaina crashed right into Diana sending her over! However, she felt Diana grab her, and Alaina was now flinging over the top rope as well! "What!? NO...ARRRGGGHHHHHHHH!" Alaina howled as she fell over and onto the ground! In her weakened state the impact was even more painful than it would be otherwise.

Alaina landed on her side, rollin onto her back and looking back up at the lights, panting as she tried ti will herself to her feet... unable to do so! Alaina was laid out after that, hurting and down!

With both figures down and apparently out, the referee would be free to go about her way counting midway towards an abrupt end to the encounter, as the crowd roared on for both figures to rise! Neither being given favouritism as the crowd continued their chanting, evidently keen for this slobber knocker to not only continue, but for a decisive end to be reached!

"F..Fucking damn...Alaina..." Diana muttered under her breath, only having mustered herself to one knee as her hand clutched the apron. Her whole figure in agony, she could but glare at the floor as no further energy presented itself; all the while, the referee continued her count!

Alaina heard Diana and she rolled onto her hands and knees pushing herself up off the mat with everything she had! The amazon gasped for breath as she staggered to her feet, swaying back and forth. She looked at Diana and nodded with a determined look on her face as she was making her way over to Diana. Alaina tried to send a quick knee into Diana's abdomen before grabbing the woman's hair with both hands, stepping forward and hoping to complete her little combo by slamming Diana's head off the ringpost as hard as she could!