Out with the Old, in with the New...? (Sion vs Eirina)

"N-No!" she grit out through clenched teeth, a cry of pain breaking free soon after. She didn't miss the sadistic chuckle behind her, and cried out as the hold was tightened further still.

With her attempts at breaking free not bearing much fruit, Sion clawed at the mat and kicked off it with her free leg, trying as hard as she could to scrabble towards the ropes, hoping she could reach it before her will, or worse her ankle, gave out.

Sion refused to give up even as the referee asked her. Seeing the girl trying to get herself towards the ropes, Eirina decided that she might as well relinquish it for now, as she thought that she wanted to finish this properly. So, she would let go of Sion's ankle, letting her go to the ropes to recover.

"You're stubborn, I gotta give you that..." Eirina commented as she would step back, preparing herself for her next move while giving Sion some breathing space. It wasn't out of mercy or anything like that. It was just to give herself more challenge to make the match more worthwhile for her because she wanted to thoroughly defeat her opponent, showing to everyone that the Frau Doktor would win this match in one way or another.

As Sion was finally released, she frantically crawled all the way to the ropes, wincing with the pain shooting up her leg as she grabbed on to the ropes and pulled herself back up to her feet. The purplehead tested her injured foot, grimacing as her first couple of tries were met with jolts of pain. Then they started to fade, Sion carefully letting go of the ropes and stumbling with the sudden increase in weight on her foot.

Gritting her teeth, Sion measure her options for a moment before charging back in, forcing herself through the pain to try to move fast enough to catch Eirina off guard with a Flying Knee.

Eirina watched Sion carefully as she saw the smaller woman stepping away from the ropes. Then, she saw her coming forward, seemingly trying to close the distance between the two of them, probably trying to hit her with a strike. Knowing that Sion's leg was hurt at the moment, she knew that her opponent would be having trouble moving, and she would like to capitalize on that.

So, before Sion could reach her, Eirina would close in instead, looking to hit her with a running clothesline in order to take her down onto the mat with her outstretched arm. She needed to take her opponent down first before she could continue with a more devastating move on her.

As set as Sion was on getting some momentum back in this match, the purplehead had failed to account for the cabbage she'd taken throughout the match. With her speed hampered as it was, she definitely wouldn't be able to surprise the Doktor. Eirina hammered this point home about the same time she hammered Sion down to the mat, the Egyptian landing with a sharp cry.

The clotheline had hit hard, leaving a wide line of searing pain across her chest, and the impact against the mat that followed had her arching her back with a pained hiss as one hand went to her back and the other to her chest as she rolled onto her side and tried to nurse the throbbing aches.

Taking Sion down with a clothesline, Eirina considered her next option. She wanted to savor the fight some more, so she decided to make use of a move that wasn't a match-ending but was still capable of dealing damage on her opponent. First, she would stand in front of Sion before bending down to grab onto her ankles. And then, she would make sure to roll her over onto her front while still holding her by her legs before sitting on her back, subjecting her to a Boston crab.

Yanking at Sion's legs, she would try to apply pressure in the hold, hoping that she could weaken the girl some more. If the girl submitted, then that would be her win. At the very least, she hoped that Sion wouldn't submit just yet because she wanted to enjoy the fight some more.

Dazed as Sion was, there was little she could do as Eirina grabbed hold of her legs, turned her over, and locked her into a Boston Crab. Ordinarily, the older wrestler's rear on her back might have felt nice, but as it was, she was more concerned with the pain coursing through her spine as she was bent backwards. With her flexibility, the hold didn't yet hurt as much as it might have ordinarily, but it still renewed those aches along her back from the earlier attacks.

"Nnn! That all you've got?" Sion groaned out, feeling something else starting to join the pain, something warmer that left a slight blush dusting her cheeks as she tried to crawl towards the ropes again.

Trapping Sion in the Boston crab, Eirina would apply pressure into it, but it seemed that the girl was still able to move as she crawled towards the ropes. The Frau Doktor quirked an eyebrow when she heard the girl's words.

"Not too clever, aren't you?" Eirina commented as she would try to drag Sion away from the ropes, bringing her back to the center of the ring before reapplying more pressure into the submission hold. She knew that this wouldn't result in her win, but she also knew that she could weaken her opponent with this.

"Sh-shut up!" Sion cried out, eyes widening as they were dragged back to the center of the ring before Eirina put more pressure on the hold. Sion cried out in pain as fresh shards of agony lanced through her back, her flexibility leaving her with her feet almost touching her head now as the larger woman's hold threatened to fold her in half.

"You're gonna need...ah!" she managed to grit out, too worn out to try crawling to the ropes again and instead trying to withstand the pain, "To try harder than that!"

Eirina grinned when she heard that from Sion. "So this isn't enough for you? Well, guess again!" She would apply more pressure into the Boston crab as if threatening to snap the poor girl in half. But she knew that she couldn't simply put in the hold for too long, so after a while, she decided to let go of her, releasing her from the Boston crab before getting up, stepping away from the presumably weakened Sion.

She would think of what to do next, and she decided that her next course of action was to grab her opponent and hoist her up onto her shoulders, putting her into a torture rack.