Gwendolyn Dupont Bettencourt vs. Yuki Onna

Seeing that she managed to land her attack and now that her foe was outside the ring, sprawled out on the thinly-padded floor, Yuki wasted to time to slip out of the ring, and the ref restarted the count out back to one. Outside, she would go to yank Gwendolyn up by her chin using her right hand and the back of her head with her left.

This time, she would try to do thing that she had failed to accomplish before, and she took a look at the ring apron before looking back at the heiress, as if telling her what would she do to her, and she did all this with her usual calm, composed expression. Her red eyes would look into the hazel brown eyes of Gwendolyn, as if promising her that it's about time that Yuki would make the arrogant blueblood pay for all the disparaging remarks she had slung upon her earlier.

Then, she would pull Gwendolyn closer to the ring before attempting to slam her head right into the apron. It would be followed by her pushing the heiress back into the ring before Yuki herself slipping back into the ring to resume the fight. All the while, there was a little smile on her face, as if telling people that she was now leading in this match, and thus had a better chance in winning this match and defeating Gwendolyn.

Groggy and disoriented from the unforeseen sliding drop kick leveling her back down to the floor, Gwendolyn gazed upward with a wincing stare as she eventually pieced together what had just happened. Her unhesitating attempt to scurry out of the ring and make some much needed breathing room between herself and the demure newcomer unfolding not exactly as she would have appreciated.

The grasping hands on her head awoke Gwen from her dazed mindset, the pompous aristocrat unwillingly complying with the forced ascension as she grasped at Yuki's wrists before being raised back to her wobbly feet. A visceral scowl on her face from once being brought face to face with the blue-haired heiress making Gwendolyn work harder to reign triumphant in this match than she would have appreciated. Her rattled mind not enabling her to figure out Yuki's next attack before it was already underway, with Gwen's posh face being slammed into the hardest part of the ring.  

"AHGH!!!" Gwen's swirling dizziness was suddenly compounded upon as she gnashed her teeth and briefly collapsed to one knee, at least before being tugged upward and rolled back inside the ring. She stopped herself midway and began to crawl towards the nearby corner turnbuckle, her instinctual response to make distance between them still in play as she attempted to steadily climb the padded corner in her dazed and pained state.

After reentering the ring, Yuki observed her opponent who had it her way towards the turnbuckle. Now, she was where Yuki wanted her to be, and Yuki would not let this chance slip away. After all, she still wasn't satisfied with all the things she had done to her earlier.

So, as Gwendolyn tried to get back up while using the turnbuckle as her leverage, the azure-haired heiress took a few steps back, winding herself up before rushing over to Gwendolyn's direction with the intent of delivering her attack on her.

Once she got closer to the blonde, arrogant blueblood, Yuki would leap and attempt to deliver a dropkick right onto Gwendolyn's body, and with her dropkick and the turnbuckle sandwiching the body of the villainous beauty, she was certain that such a strike would deal quite a significant damage, provided that her dropkick managed to connect.

Scrambling to find the nearest corner by following and grasping the nearby ropes, Gwen eventually found the padded turnbuckles and used them as a stable structure to leverage herself against while climbing back to her feet. Her reasons for retreating being to use the supposed safety of the corner to more easily get herself vertical once more, and hopefully give herself the time and distance needed to think of a way to put this match back on it's proper path...with her in the lead.

Still dazed, rattled, and increasingly infuriated from the nigh-constant assault on her precious facial features, Gwen eventually made the weary climb and stood standing against the turnbuckles. Though upon turning in place to rest her back against it her hazel eyes widened from seeing Yuki leaping towards her!!

The heiress was barely able to raise her arms to defend herself before being dropkicked back into the corner, the vibrations of the strike still reverberating against the turnbuckle as Gwen slumped into it with her wincing head tilted down. One of her arms draped over each top rope while recouping from the dual boots striking her guarded chest.

Thinking that she was in the lead, Yuki picked herself up after delivering her dropkick as she looked at her foe slumping at the corner. Knowing that she needed to continue with her momentum, the azure-haired heiress went over her and forced her fellow heiress up, putting her in a seated position on the top turnbuckle.

She was thinking that she might be able to finish Gwendolyn off with a move that she had in mind as she would step onto the middle ropes so that she could put her in a front headlock. She would try to keep her opponent's pretty head locked under her arm as she put her in the hold.

Yuki had planned what she would do next. She would drape Gwendolyn's arm over her shoulders as she would reach for the frill on Gwendolyn's tight for a proper grip. After taking a few seconds to brace herself for her move, she would then try to heave the blonde heiress up, throwing her back in her attempt to slam her down onto the mat with a superplex.

Stunned against the padded turnbuckle with her golden-curled head directed downward, Gwendolyn groaned spitefully after getting booted back inside the corner with considerable force. Yuki's incessantly continuous offensive streak leaving the heiress with scant few options to retaliate with and even fewer opportunities to employ them.

A sudden ascension coaxed Gwen out of her stupefied state to realize she had just been propped up on the top turnbuckle, her wincing head than unceremoniously stuffed into a snug side-headlock with one of her arms draped around Yuki's neck. The tugging on the frills of her outfit causing it to partially ride up her smooth backside before Gwen's free hand would clench fiercely onto the top rope. Gwendolyn gnashing her teeth from latching onto the one thing preventing the harrowing Superplex from happening, much to the disappointment of the cheering audience eagerly anticipating seeing the wealthy blueblood get suplexed out of her wrestling boots!!

The heiress than using the sudden stop in the action to plow her other fist into Yuki's ribs repeatedly before shoving her off the middle ropes to now have her be hunched over before Gwen. Soon afterward, Gwen would than shove herself forward to seat herself on Yuki's upper back with her thighs wrapped around the newcomer's arms. The nimble aristocrat than flipping forward with her arms bearing down on Yuki's waist in a sunset flip powerbomb with the heiress still latching on for a sudden pin attempt immediately afterward!!

"1!"

Yuki's attempt to superplex Gwendolyn was thwarted when the arrogant aristocrat grabbed on the top rope. When she was trying to come up with another solution, the blonde heiress then drove her fist into her ribs multiple times, causing Yuki to gasp and loosen her hold around Gwendolyn's head. "Ngh! Gahh!!" She groaned when she was punched by her opponent. Now hunched over before her opponent, Yuki could do nothing as Gwendolyn flipped forward, bearing down her arms around her waist before slamming her down onto the mat with a sunset flip powerbomb!

"Unghh!"

And then, with Yuki's shoulders on the mat after being powerbombed, Gwendolyn went for a pinfall attempt, and the ref quickly went to count. The azure-haired heiress was dazed for a moment and only realized that she was in trouble when she heard the referee's voice counting up to one.

"TWO!!!"

The moment the ref girl slapped her palm on the mat for the second time, Yuki quickly kicked out of the pinfall attempt, removing her shoulders off the mat. Still, the powerbomb had taken quite a lot out of her, and even though she was able to release herself from the pinfall attempt, she was weakened by Gwendolyn's attack, and thus, becoming an easy picking for the arrogant heiress!

Sympathetic groans sounded off in conjunction with the heiress culminating her tumbling flip with Yuki being emphatically slammed onto the back of her head and rolled into a seamless pining position. Gwendolyn's well-honed wrestling instincts kicking in at just the right moment, just before another second of hesitation would have her be the one splayed out into a lifeless heap on the canvas. Though the considerable effort Gwendolyn was putting into locking Yuki down would be entirely wasted upon the demure heiress shooting her legs into the air and dislodging the haughty blueblood in the process.

Gwen than collapsing to her side with a guttural groan to emphasize her disappointment before beginning to prop herself up on her elbow, her movements stilted and slowed while she raised herself back to her feet. Yuki's previous offense still leaving it's visible mark on her with a thin sheen of sweat coating her immaculate skin. Her groppy ascension having the perplexing backdrop of a sudden round of applause from the crowd enjoying what had escalated into an unexpectedly competitive matchup...

...not that Gwen felt one iota of that competitive respect.

The pompous aristocrat gnashing her teeth while zoning in on the infuriatingly stubborn newcomer before firmly dragging Yuki back to the corner turnbuckle by the roots of her cerulean locks. After stomping, kicking, and booting the demure heiress slumped in the corner with a nigh unsettling amount of ferocity, Gwen's non-stop barrage of kicks would be abruptly ended with the wealthy blueblood sprinting off in the opposing direction to than bounce off the adjacent ropes. The treads of her pristine white boot most likely scrapping against Yuki's pale cheek for a brutally attempted face-wash.

Yuki Onna would try to roll over to her side, trying to nurse her throbbing back after being slammed hard into the mat with that sunset flip powerbomb from her opponent earlier, but before she even got any chance to recover, she felt a hand tugging at her azure locks, causing her to cry out in pain before she was dragged to a corner. Slumped in the corner, Yuki then ended up receiving vicious stomps and kicks into her body.

"Nngh! Aaahh!!" Yuki cried out, was unable to stop Gwendolyn from landing those kicks and stomps onto her. She tried to use her arms to shield herself from further harm, but it was unsuccessful due to how relentless her opponent was in delivering those attacks. And when the arrogant heiress stopped her attacks, Yuki thought that would be the end of it, and tried to push herself up, not realizing that Gwendolyn was going in for a big attack, bouncing off the adjacent ropes before landing a rather brutal face-wash on her, scraping her face with the treads of her boot.

Slumped against the corner, Yuki let out a whimper, her pale cheek scraped from the vicious face-wash by the arrogant blueblood whom she was facing. "Uungh..." The wounds were superficial and weren't deep enough to draw blood, but they still stung quite a lot. Still, she tried to get back up, grabbing the middle ropes to use them as her leverage. But, she still needed some time to recover in order to fully regain her bearing, and from the look of it, Gwendolyn wouldn't give her time for that.

Blatantly targeting Yuki's pale face with the horrendously brutal punt from across the ring wasn't without it's due justification. Gwendolyn was unlikely to forget or forgive Yuki for daring to besmirch her own immaculate visage with consecutive face breaker DDT's compounded with slamming her face first into the apron. The pompous heiress feeling one iota of smug retribution from returning the favor by means of making Yuki intimately familiar with the jagged threads of her pearl white boot.

Gwendolyn briefly leveraged her long, supple leg against Yuki's scrapped face to keep her pinned against the turnbuckle before retracting her foot from between the nearby ropes. Her vindictive assault continuing unabated as she clenched yet another handful of Yuki's cerulean locks and than twirled her wrist. The sudden twist tightening the torque on Yuki's hair as if it was a makeshift leash, one that Gwen would use to tug the demure heiress out of the corner on her hands and knees. Gwen now taking a silken stride out of the corner with Yuki crawling pitifully behind her like a groveling peasant, the snooty blueblood than pivoting in place once they were in the center of the ring before yanking Yuki up to her knees.

"Please...do enlighten me as to how you envisioned this match playing out in that vacuous head of yours. A woefully inept and worthless charisma vacuum like yourself daring to even fathom defeating someone of my illustrious pedigree may yet just be one of the gravest insults of my prestigious career." Gwendolyn spitefully ridiculed Yuki straight to her face with an unflinching glare.

"You're only redeeming quality is that once we're concluded, you will be easily forgotten. And just as effortlessly cast aside as yet another talentless novice returning home upon realizing the depths of their inadequacies in the ring." Gwendolyn's cold words being punctuated with a cock-backed slap to Yuki's scratched cheek, followed by another back-handed slap while releasing the grip on her hair.