Nina and Anna versus Sarah and Rika

Nina took a moment to comfort her hurt maid. "Rest, Anna. I will deal with this swine."

"S-sorry, Nina..."

"Don't be." With that the dark-haired girl advanced on Rika with imperial grace and cold fury. "You," Nina uttered, "Peasant. You dare inflict a cowardly blow upon a member of the Campbell family. I will repay you tenfold for your temerity."

Rika glared at Nina when she entered the ring, and then blinked when she insulted her. "What's a peasant?" she asked Sarah behind her.

"I think it's like a bird or something," Sarah replied with a shrug.

Rika turned back to glare at Nina. "Who are you calling a bird, you skank!?" Angered by a misinterpretation Rika charged at the heiress right away, looking to spear her around the waist and take her to the mat.

Nina sidestepped so gracefully that she made Rika seem incredibly clumsy. "A peasant," she calmly yet scathingly told her opponent, "Is an indentured farmer, you uncultured boor."

Rika gasped in surprise when she missed Nina, and rounded to face her again. She blinked again at the unknown insult. "What's a boor?" she asked Sarah again.

"It's a pig," Sarah answered incredulously.

Rika's mouth fell open, and she looked back to Nina with an angry snarl. "Stop reffering me by farm animals, you whore!" Again Rika would charge forward, trying to clothesline Nina this time.

Nina admired how mistranslation could magnify her usual bevy of taunts even as she ducked the enraged Rika's arm. Again pirouetting in place so that she ended up facing Rika's back, she swiftly grabbed at Rika's still-outstretched arm and yanked brutally even as her opponent was still charging forward.

"Yipe!!" Rika yelped when she was harshly pulled back by her arm. The rate she was charging sent her stumbling back towrads Nina. But Rika could use this to her advantage. As she was forced backwards she suddenly rushed at Nina, deliver a headbutt straight into her gut.

Her grip on Rika's arm allowed Nina to sense the attack and correlate it to her experience instantly. Usually in her circle a head butt would be accidental. But Anna had shown her how Rika fought: down and dirty. It fit.

"Such-"

And she used Rika's arm against her with a timely jerk to disrupt Rika's balance. Paired with her footwork par excellence, she'd not only sidestep the raging "bull", but also drag her onto the mat.

"-Disgraceful antics..."

Rika yelped as her headbutt not only failed but she was dragged down to the mat as a result. "Grrr, damn you," Rika growled frustratingly, trying to wrench her arm free of Nina's grasp. From the ropes Sarah sighed. If it kept going at this rate she'd have to step in.

Nina didn't comment as she worked over Rika's arm without a further word. Her foot firmly pressed into the shoulder sprouting the captive limb she gripped. That not only helped quell Rika's struggling, but also made the economically sound arm wrench Nina delivered even more painful. The British girl was obviously not in the mood for forgiveness, said so herself by finishing her previous statement.

"... will not go unpunished."

Rika cried out again as her arm was firmly wrenched on, her struggling only making it worse. Not only was it painful but it was a humiliating position to be in. And at this rate she had no way of escaping. "Ugh, God dammit," she growled frustratingly.

Atthat moment Nina would be tapped on the shoulder. If she turned around, she would see Sarah's smiling face, seconds before she sent a devastating punch into Nina's stomach.