AV 17 Rookie tournament: Triin Liiv vs. Himeko Akan

Yuki had honestly no idea what Fumika was doing lurching over Triin like that. She was supposed to just get her out of the ring, incapacitated preferably. The kick should have been enough for that, but she was a curious woman, someone who enjoyed playing with her food. As annoying as it could be, she never walked away with anything short of devastating results.

Thankfully, Himeko seemed inclined to do her job for her. Fumika let out a surprised gasp as she was shoved to the side, she looked back just in time to see the knightess rolling out to ringside. She gave a cute pout before looking up at Himeko, just as Yuki took her down to the mat. As she stood back up, Yuki delivered a kick to the giantess’ side, flipping her onto her stomach before stomping her foot into the woman’s spine.

“Shut up already. You scream like a boar.” Her head turned back to her partner, noticing her attention drifting back to Triin. “Oi, quit messing with the twig.”

Fumika looked back towards the bleached blonde and gave a shrug before sauntering over. She cocked her hip to the side and looked at the two of them, clearly enjoying this. Maybe a bit too much. She quirked an eyebrow to Yuki.

“Bend?”

“Crush.” She threw her a nod.

Yuki took her foot off and sat down on the giant’s back. Leaning forward, she grasped the woman’s shin, wrenching them back and cranking them under her arms with a double legged Boston Crab. Fumika, at the same time, stood over Himeko’s head before leaning down and yanking her up between her legs, crushing her head between her steely thighs as she locked one leg behind the other. From head-to-toe, the merciless wolves prepared their respective holds to inflict permanent damage, if need be. Yuki stole a glance at her watch. A couple more minutes.

“Now, before we snap your spinal cord in two, Himeko-san.” She canted her head to the side. “Was there anything you’d like to say to your dearest sisters? Some parting wisdom? A farewell, perhaps?”

Himeko would grunt out as Yuki kicked her side which made her roll over. She'd try to get away by rolling some more, but the giantess only made it onto he stomach before her attacker stomped a foot down on her back. Her head was spinning, and Himeko could barely muster the strength to look up at Yuki.

"Fuck...you!" the giantess spat at the attacker who just compared her to a boar. The crowd watched intensely and many booed at the duo. Knowing them, however, it would accomplish next to nothing. Moments later, though, things got much worse. Yuki would grad the giantess's leg before bending them back in a painful Boston crab. While at the same time, the busty Fumika would lock her thick legs around Himeko's head and applied a great deal of pressure.

"RAAAAAAAAAAHHH! God...damn you two!!!" she'd bark as the two tortured her back and skull. Then Yuki would start to taunt he giantess as she asked if their was anything she'd like to say to her sister's. Himeko's hands would latch onto Fumika's thighs after she did. Her fingers digging into the woman's soft skin as she tried to make the attacker hurt as much as she could!

"How about...you tell your boss Manami...to come herself next time! ...Cause sending her...Lil' bitch cubs...is just cowardly!" Himeko growled as she felt like her back was being crushed to pieces. The constricting thigh around her head were making it hard to breathe as well as giving her a massive headache. The holds had been applied for several minutes now, and despite her brave words, the giantess wasn't sure that she could take much more of this.

Thankfulness. That was the primary feeling Triin was having after the blonde had managed to roll out of the ring. Her match had been hard enough already, but the havoc in the ring was apparently not ending to Himeko's victory. Instead, the knightess had endured a painful kick in the back of her head, and nearly falling victim to one of the mysterious duo's onward torture. But before she had to go through any more of that, Himeko had shoved her aside, ensuring that she would be out of the harm's way.

But what and who exactly were behind that harm, and where had they come from? Taking a look back at the ring, Triin witnessed the two women having taken the stage. It was clear that Himeko was their target, and while the cuter one of the duo had glanced back at the blonde for a moment, both of them were obviously very eager to make the giantess go through hell.

Another thing being obvious was the fact that Himeko and the duo were no strangers to each other. Clearly there was some grudge going on between them, and while Triin had no idea of it's history, she was lucky not to be in the middle of it.

Except that she had just been. The throbbing in the back of her skull was very much an evidence of it. And Himeko's actions were probably the only reason she wasn't being in the middle of it still.

The more the Estonian saw the torture being inflicted on Himeko, the more she felt owing gratitude to her Japanese opponent. After the match the giantess had proven to be nice enough towards her, and Triin was becoming convinced that she was the good girl here, not the brutal duo up there now.

Besides, Triin was the valiant knightess, right? Even if she had fallen to the giantess, she could still be the one to save the day, right? It was obvious that the crowds were wanting to see that, right?

That was all the convincing required inside her head to make the blonde act. Sneaking towards her sword left by a corner before their match, Triin was confident enough that entering the ring equipped with that was an adequately foolproof strategy to pay off. Even if her sword was just a mock-up, meant mostly just for showing-off purposes, it's cover was still hard enough to hurt when getting hit by it. Especially by someone with Triin's skill and experience with such equipment.

Checking that the attacking duo was fully concentrated on tormenting Himeko, Triin grabbed her sword and started quickly climbing up the ropes by the corner. Jumping determinedly into the ring, the Estonian rushed to the core of action. Her plan was to first whack her sword hard in the exact spot of each of the girl's skulls she had just gotten kicked to herself, then deliver a hard whack with the sword to each of the girls' sides before pushing the hopefully confused duo away from Himeko's body.

“Choice last words.” Fumika said with a slight frown.

“Won’t be a next time, porky.”

Fumika glanced over her shoulder. “Shall we?"

“Ladies first.”

With that, the pressure on their holds increased, this time with the intent to maim rather than incapacitate. Himeko was as stubborn as she was large, Yuki had to admit. They’d kept the woman trapped in their respective for holds for nearly a minute now and hadn’t gotten so much as a peep until now. Wasn’t much of a surprise what words were thrown their way

Her point didn’t go unheard, however. As much as Manami would have relished personally retiring the giantess for good, her match with Aliana had been unexpectedly taxing. The two of them were to act in her stead. Not that either of them felt inclined to inform her of the Wolf Mother’s current condition. She wouldn’t be around to see it after tonight either way.

The two pressed harder. They felt the bones grate inside of her massive body and the spinal cord tensing towards its breaking point as Yuki began to stand in her Boston crab and Fumika closed her thighs tighter and tighter. Just a little more...a little more...and-

Something happened. That was all either of them could process the next second. If they had to describe the sensation, it was as if two people had snuck up behind them and respectively smacked them both upside the head with a metal bat before being kicked off to the side. Their instincts sensed an ambush, and the two immediately popped up to their feet after rolling a couple paces away from the giantess.

Only they didn’t see two people. They saw one. One brave little pretend knight.

Fine. Guess two careers had to end today.

Yuki took a hard step forward with a dark glare on her face beating down at Triin. “You’re gonna wish that hunk of plastic was real in two seconds, twig.”

Himeko was in a lot of pain. An excruciating amount of pain. And to add insult to injury, Yuki called her porky. That was a low blow, and it made Himeko furious to hear those words. Of course she had much bigger things to worry about. Mainly the fact that these two were trying to snap her spine in half! The giantess let out a cry of agony as the two wolves proceeded to apply an ungodly amount of pressure on her back. Her fingers digging into Fumika's large thighs as she was brought to the very limit.

Any moment now Himeko expected her back to give out, honestly. Despite all her strength and power she wasn't unbreakable. Which was a fact that the giantess was realizing all too much. But the heavens hadn't abandoned Himeko just yet. Her opponent Triin had returned to the ring with her sword and smacked it across both of the women's head.

Shortly after, the two wolves would release the giantess before rolling. Himeko would collapse and go limp as Yuki went after Triin, but she wouldn't do so for long. Not long at all as she began to push herself back up and get on one knee. The hold they had put her through had done a number on the giantess, but she fought through the pain and lunged at Fumika. That bing said, she'd only make it a few feet forward before beginning to fall.

Her last resort would be to try tackling the busty woman's waist to bring Fumika down with a loud roar. Just so she could give Triin a fighting chance against the vicious Yuki. "RRrrraaaaahhh!!!"

Awesome. Triin's plan had worked like a charm. Her planned series of strikes was executed in perfect fashion. Granted, to her, that was rather expected though. What Triin had had difficulties of predicting was what exactly would she achieve with them. Mediocre nuisance? Hard-hitting surprise? Incapacitating blows? The answer depended on who exactly the duo were, and how used to they were handling blows like that.

The answer turned out to be pretty good. Triin achieved the most important thing, freeing Himeko from the outright torture she had been out in.

Problem. Triin's sword had achieved good things, but not good enough to get the mysterious duo out of the picture. Danger was still omnipresent in the ring, as the two women had popped up to their feet almost immediately after being forced away from the giantess. And now they had their sight set on the blonde.

The million-dollar question: what now? Retreat? Try to just escort Himeko out of the ring ASAP? Fight valiantly back against the riled duo?

Triin chose the third option, but the fact that Yuki had already begun approaching her mandated mixing it with the first one. Good news were that the other woman had apparently been momentarily impressed with Triin's brave attack and was still some distance away. Bad news were that the woman approaching her seemed almost as big as Himeko, and looked like a crushing powerhouse as well.

Concentrating on Yuki, Triin attempted to halt her advance by delivering a combination of strikes with her sword to the woman's both sides, before striking the sword hard to her chest, between her breasts. Hoping that it would be enough to cease the need of retreating towards the ropes, Triin could simultaneously see Himeko struggling to get up again in the corner of her eye.

There were times when Fumika looked less than favorably on her partner’s brashness. She’d often lectured her more reserved counterpart on the importance of enjoying herself from time to time. She could hardly remember a moment when the woman even so much as threatened to crack a smile. Her life would have been so much easier if she’d just changed her attitude. She was sure of it.

Times like this, however, found her to be entirely sympathetic towards Yuki’s state of mind.

There were seldom many times when her fun was as rudely interrupted as it was a moment ago. Indeed, there were few experiences in life she hated more than being torn away from what few moments of unrestrained indulgence she had in her time under Manami’s supervision. Triin had pulled the one cord she very well shouldn’t have.

She was just about to join Yuki in this foolish woman’s utter and rightly deserved destruction when she noticed a large obstruction dive between them. Himeko was sputtering on her last legs, evidently. Towards what aim, however, she couldn’t be sure. One last spit in the eye? An attempt to get away from this situation? She shouldn’t have been so daft.

“Already missing my legs, hm?”

That was the only remark she’d care to give before she struck. In an instant, Fumika’s legs went to wrap around Himeko’s neck, going to trap her in between a pair of headscissors and crushing the giantess’ head between her steel thighs.

Yuki was of a mind to assist her partner in what was supposed to be their only objective this evening. Triin’s deftness with that play sword and just all-around aggravating persistence was quickly making a few changes in their plans. The blonde She-Wolf made her best effort to block the strikes to her sides as the Estonian landed her blows with remarkable speed. Each whack threw her off balance as she kept her guard up and one eye on the blue-clad blonde, her fury only growing with each passing second.

Time was running short. She’d had enough of this. As the Estonian thrust her sword towards her center, Yuki reached out and grasped with the blade with one hand, holding it firmly in her hands. Just short of impact, it was enough to feel the force from the thrust travel through the gap in space, barely glancing her chest. Yuki hadn’t so much as twitched, staring dead-eyed at the knightess as she leaned in, refusing to let the blade budge in her rough-handed grip.

“Uh oh.” She said in a mocking tone.

The Claw yanked the blade forward to bring Triin closer. As she did, she let go of her grip on the sword to throw a backhanded fist to the side of the knight’s face as she stumbled forward.

Himeko was pissed. She was hurting. But most of all she was embarrassed. Embarrassed that she was not only overtaken by the wolf pups, but also because she couldn't help Triin in the slightest. She'd managed to tackle one wolf, but the other was already taking on the baltic knightess. Himeko wanted to go over there right away, but Fumika was already wrapping those huge thighs around her neck. Thighs that weren't fat, but huge in the muscular sense. They would quickly force a grunt out of the giantess as they locked around her neck. Squeezing so tightly that Himeko worried she was already turning blue.

"UCK! You...bitch!" she'd curse after Fumika had asked if she missed her legs. Had the situation been less..."dire"...the answer would have be yes. As much as she hated the Dire Pack, the giantess secretly enjoyed these thighs in the past. Odd kink, yes. Would it ever come out, no. The two had a few matches in the past where she and Himeko would put one another in various head and body scissor holds in order to out do the other. Himeko even thought that despite the size difference, their legs were equally matched.

This, along with Fumika's slightly pleasant attitude and huge breasts, made her the least hated of the wolves by far. She was still a wolf, though, and she needed to be put down! Back in the day the giantess would've just pulled Fumika up and slam her down like this with a power bomb. However, that wasn't an easy thing to do, and it was only made much harder because of the damage they'd done to her back.

Himeko was tough, though. She wouldn't just give up and let these two bitches get away with this. So the giantess would grab a hold of the woman's thighs with both hands. Himeko would then try to pry apart her opponent's legs in a desperate attempt to escape this vicious head-scissors.

Triin really wished she would have had some kind of an idea on who the hell the duo attacking Himeko was. What were their strengths? What were their weaknesses? What were they after? And was it possible to outsmart them with the sword?

The last question was probably the most crucial one. Especially now as the bigger one of the two had started approaching, and Triin's skills with her sword were the only thing standing between getting cornered all vulnerable.

Unfortunately for the knightess, the answer was beginning to lean towards "no". Despite getting perfect strikes delivered to the woman's sides while retreating, she was resilient and clever enough to grab Triin's sword before the final strike. That also meant no chance for further retreat...

"UH OH..." Yes, Yuki voiced Triin's thoughts. And as Triin glanced to the side, she could see Himeko being put in a headscissor hold again. Looking then back at Yuki, the knightess gulped.

But before she could get more panicked by the dire situation, Triin was suddenly hit to the face! The blonde let out a cry of pain and raised her other hand to cover her face - but she also realized that her sword was now free again. That allowed further retreat towards the corner...

Triin's situation looked probably bad, and consequently, it was probable that Yuki would follow her towards the corner. But the knightess still had one thing she knew she could try. Once she would have retreated all the way with her back against the corner, appearing all desperate and in trouble, she would wait for Yuki to come close enough, and then suddenly try jumping up by taking support from the ropes, and delivering a hard kick with her both feet to Yuki's midsection!

In the back of her mind, Yuki was taking a few mental notes of this woman, in the event they ran into each other again or the gentle giant got an idea to make a friend out of this nobody.

She figured she had her pretty figured out from the sidelines. A nimble player that liked to play things on the defense with her strikes. Likes to keep on her feet. She’d seen the whole match, and she didn’t really impress. Her expectations were already low from the outset. This wasn’t exactly one of their better-known Storm Tournaments. Of course, there was also the fact that the knightess’ competition was unfortunately for her a towering six-foot wall of muscle. A set-up that clearly didn’t lend their match to be anything other than a squash.

But there was a difference between what you could see and what you could feel. Triin may not have had the gimmick of a pro-wrestler, but the swordsmanship she was showing was all genuine far as Yuki could tell. It made things all the sweeter when she was finally able to rip the damn thing right out of her hands and sent her packing into the corner.

All the same, she had to quit fooling around. They were already running out of time. Himeko’s spine was supposed to be in fractured in three separate areas by now. From the looks of things, her skull was being thoroughly crushed, but that was a step away from what they were after. Security would be on them at any second and this twig was more trouble than she was worth. Had to get back on track. What they came here for.

As she approached the knightess with heavy steps, she took note of how quickly the woman grasped the ropes. Having a general idea of what was coming next, Yuki grounded herself and took the brunt her dropkick to the gut. Before she could recoil, however, Yuki would attempt to grab both of the Estonian’s legs, shooting her a sharp glare before wrenching her away from the corner. The moment she achieved that, she would steadily twirl on the spot, bringing Triin around and around in a circle as the wolf kept a tight hold on her legs, building as much circular momentum as possible. Then, with a snap to the side, she would throw the knightess headfirst across the ring, straight towards the two still on the ground, aiming the blue-clad knight straight for Himeko’s broad side.

“Oi!”