A tough lesson. - ( Cicilia De'Reignhardt, Haruko Ryuzaki, Sayumi Arai )

Haruko could tell that Cicilia was onto her. The woman seemed shocked by her wanting to put Sayumi into a submission hold, so much so that she thought the lavender cutie would back out. But the smaller woman proved she was a true blockhead by turning down the submission idea...and instead asking for a gorilla press slam.

It was like a goose laid a golden egg in her lap. Haruko couldn't believe Sayumi suggested this! So after shooting a quick, back and forth look between Cicilia and she sweetheart, the blond brawler did as the adorable little target said.

"Well...it's hard to argue with that!" Haruko would shout after Sayumi got into position with her arms out. The muscular woman didn't wait another moment as she hooked the lavender cutie between her legs, and grabbed her shoulder, so she could be lifted high in the air!

Now...came the best part...

"Sorry bout this next part cutie...but a girl's gotta have her fun~ Try to roll with the impact" Haruko would say before turning to her right, and tossing the young woman right over the ropes to the cold floor below!!! Sure it was padded, but a fall like that would hurt like a bitch!

"So...you don't seem to like me...do you?" Haruko would say to Cicilia before turning to face her. "You wanna fight?" the goddess would ask with an unusually casual attitude. It was like she felt no remorse for the woman she'd tossed, and zero fear of the woman she'd no doubt earned the wrath of...

...If anything...she just seemed eager...

Whooop! She blinked at how easily Haruko had hoisted her up, doing her best to remain still as the woman held her over her head. "So generally most slam lifts you grasp hold from between your target's legs, to allow for a better grasp on their center of gr- huh?" She looked down in utter confusion. "We are just demonstraaaaaa!" Sayumi was tossed up and over the ropes, arms flailing as she dropped to the floor before with a sickening thud, falling out of view from Cicilia. She made no more noise, nor she she pop up again.

Sayumi lay sprawled across the floor, she had hit the ground hard, unprepared despite the warning, and bounces before coming rest face down. She looked like a broken doll, motionless on the floor. Some of the other gym patrons seemed to have become alerted to the situation. A few scattered, two actually ran over to check on Sayumi, kneeling down beside her to check if she was alright and provide medical attention if needed.

Cicilia watched in horror as her girlfriend was lifted above the woman's head like a stuffed animal, Cicilia immediately rushing to the edge of the ring, with her clinging to it's side...

"Sayumi..." The German mumbled staring as she continued to explain, so blissfully unaware of the danger that befell her... Until it made itself known... The woman's words made the boxer's heart freeze in her chest... Oh god... she was right all along! Haruko... That treacherous bitch!

"Don't you fuckin-" Cicilia began... only for the woman to dump Sayumi over the side on the opposite end of the arena... She stared in complete shock, unable to move as she watched a good couple of the gym patrons run over to the poor wrestler's location to check up on her... Cicilia didn't though... Her sanguine eyes had locked onto her target... She slipped into the ring, an unreadable expression on her face as the woman made the observation that she wasn't revered by her...

Cicilia didn't respond of course. She had too much on her mind at the moment. Thoughts like... how many ways can she rip the head off this woman's bleeding, broken body... Cicilia cracked her uncovered fists almost robotically, her body doing everything to make sure she didn't ACTUALLY PHYSICALLY EXPLODE. Noticing her entering the ring, the woman asked if she wanted to fight her... Stupid woman... Of course she didn't!

"Fight you...?" She asked, squaring up with the muscle-bound blonde. "No. I'm going to kill you."

Her words were cold and a-matter-of-fact, straight forward and without a hint of doubt... All that fire her body suppressed? That internal pressure compressed it into something much finer... something far more sinister and direct. She didn't have a name for it nor did she need one... She just had to use it to lop off this woman's fingers one by bloody one.

Not a moment after she made that statement, Cicilia would throw her fist up hard into the woman's armored stomach, not one bit of her strength inhibited in the blow. All 5 stars of her power would rip into this woman's flesh if it hit, attempting to reach through her stomach and tear out a handful of her internal organs. There was no voice in her head telling her to kill her... Her mind had not shattered... It was a lot calmer than that, like both her mind and body were in complete agreement:

Haruko must die.

The vicious madwoman was surprised that the woman didn't check on her lovely girlfriend. Haruko was also surprised by Cicilia's terrifyingly calm demeanor as she entered the ring. She had to of cared...but it hardly showed. But regardless of the foreigner's reaction, this was better. The intensity this woman had was impressive, and it showed the blond how fun this fight would be.

Haruko didn't move as Cicilia came at her, but instead she would lift her fists in wait for the first strike. And the first strike came, alright...right into her incredibly well built abs like a fucking cannonball.

Haruko came off her feet for a second, the air in her lungs leaving her body instantly from the mighty blow. But the goddess wasn't going down from just one punch. After wrapping her arms around the back of Cicilia's neck to keep herself upright, the blond would start to lift her leg so that she could drill her foe right in the midsection with a vicious knee strike! Gritting her teeth hard, the devilish madwoman would try to put as much force into this blow as Cicilia had with her mighty strike.

Haruko would start to cough violently for a moment as she did so. Clearly the punch had hurt like a bitch, but the blond would soon whisper something into Cicilia's ear while they remained close up to one another.

"Try harder Cici...or I'll just hurt your Lil' girl friend again~" the muscular woman would purr into the boxer's ear to see if her whatever was keeping her head cool would shatter. Hopefully leading to a rather explosive reaction from the foreign juggernaut. One that Haruko was eager to see...

Cicilia's ripping uppercut landed full force but she did pay for it with something equally punishing. The woman draped her arms around her neck so that she wouldn't fall (presumably) before delivering an evil knee right into her solar-plexus with just as much strength as Cicilia had imparted into her. The German's eyes unfocused as she buckled forward as the woman had, their heads meeting in the center, letting the both of them letting out a cough forced air. Still, even as a good hunk of her strength was ripped out of her along with her breath, Cicilia's fist still ground at the woman's abs, ripping into them like a hungry dog. She wasn't giving any ground to her... She wouldn't quit after one good shot. Her death was already written.

Cicilia's expression, once contorted in pain fell flat was the woman dared to threaten Sayumi... She was quiet, stone... Before she suddenly cocked back her head and slammed it at Haruko's even harder than her punch, ignoring all the risk of concussions. Whether or not this worked, Cicilia would slip her arms up from within the woman's grasp, shoving her arms away to break her hold she had on her neck. Finally, the boxer would attempt to wedge a foot between her and the woman's chest, shoving the crazed blonde lunatic back a good several feet giving Cicilia the space she needed to really get going.

That exchange was just the warm up. Now it was time to get serious.

"You'll be lucky if you ever wake up." Cicilia responded a-matter-of-factly, her voice as cold and sharp as a pike of freezing ice.

Music to go with this I guess Xb

Spoiler:

Haruko was smiling as the two woman remained close while coughing from each other’s powerful strikes. But the blond juggernaut would find herself grimacing slightly as Cicilia cocked her head back, and sent it forward to collide with a sicken thwack! Haruko’s skull immediately recoiled and soon after, the foreigner shoved her backwards by extending a leg so her foot struck her in the chest.

It was at this point that she was becoming a little pissed...pain had that effect on people, after all. So stumbling back a few steps, the madwoman would quickly grab her forehead with one hand before responding to Cicilia's ice cold threat.

“Ugh…luck? I’ve never been a lucky girl…you’d better just hope you can back up that mouth of your’s…for the both of your sakes” Haruko would warn before she stumbled once again. Clearly she was still a bit dizzy from the headbutt, but the blond didn’t even try to recover. She just charged right back at the woman with lighting fast punch to the face. Simple, but still plenty effective.

The German's own headbutt had a considerable recoil in it of itself, leaving her world slowly rocking and pain shooting through her skull... As the blonde stumbled back and grabbed at her wounded skull, Cicilia raised her arms in her boxing stance, a chilling, quiet and righteous anger burning behind those eyes. She felt a certain satisfaction the more pain this perversion of a woman felt, her fists practically itching to meet her again. It felt so good to hit her but it wasn't nearly enough... No, not at all... Only when she was on the ground begging for mercy would Cicilia feel that she's even gotten her point across.

Haruko's mention of Sayumi made the boxer hesitate for a second, coming to the obvious realization she didn't see how she was doing when she fell... She could've been really genuinely hurt or... or worse... Cicilia's eyes flicked over in the direction of where her girlfriend had been thrown, seeing nothing but the concerned patrons standing in a circle, some on their phones... some crouched... some watching the two of them. It was painful to her that she'd only just now stopped to consider Sayumi and how bad-a-shape she could've been in! Dropping her guard for a second, the boxer stepped toward her lover, determined to see her lover...

Only to get a swift punch to her jaw for her trouble.

That was a mistake.

The strike actually knocked Cicilia off-balance, forcing her back a step... but the woman had reignited the hatred she felt for her in spades... She wanted the boxer angry...? Well now she had it. Cicilia's cold, borderline sociopathic flat expression collapsed to reveal a the searing pits of hell underneath as described by the snarl on the boxer's lips. Pain was it's ally and it fed into the rage she was so very well known for, encouraging the adrenaline in her body to enhance her physical preformance all for the goal of taking Haruko down... for good.

Cicilia quickly recovered from that punch and sent another one of her own right at the blonde's cheek in response, banking on a full-on slug-fest. It was what she was good at, after all, Her other hand stayed back to reinforce her defense, deciding that being reckless with an opponent this strong wasn't the best idea... not if she was going to avenge Sayumi.

Haruko let out a laugh as her strike hit right on target. Cicilia had been dumb enough to look away in order to see Sayumi's condition. When fighting someone, she could've checked before starting or after. There was NO time to check on someone during the fight. It was a stupid mistake that Haruko would take advantage of any day.

"You're never going to beat me if you keep looking at your little sweetheart-ACK!" the blond goddess would taunt before Cicilia suddenly struck her right in the jaw!

Stumbling backwards, Haruko would land on her ass with her back against the ropes. The muscular woman didn't really know what hit her to be honest. At first Cicilia was stumbling, and then somehow she'd thrown a missile! Holding her jaw as she looked at her foe, Haruko would smirk.

"Aww~ You getting mad?~" she would say, opting to continue taunting Cicilia even more. Haruko would then quickly try to pull herself up with the hep of the ropes. If she was down when Cicilia came back at her, she'd probably be dead in a minute. As much as she hated to give praise, this bitch knew how to throw a punch. Guess she shouldn't be so surprising considering that Cici was a boxer...

Cicilia snorted in satisfaction, seeing the dumb bitch fall back on her ass from her punch, dazed and confused as to what just hit her. Aww, was she in pain? Did she regret throwing her girlfriend over the ropes like a sack of flour? Well FUCK her! That wasn't even a taste of the pain she was going to be feeling today! The Juggernaut stomped right on after her as the blonde idiot stated to get her bearings. The woman seemed to know nothing but how to be stupid as she asked a ridiculous question, watching with perverse joy as the girl scrambled to her feet in an effort to escape a truly brutal beating.

"Drop dead." Cicilia hissed, throwing a RIPPING straight at the woman's face, following up with a crushing hook to Haruko's ribs in an effort to shatter them right there! No damned mercy behind her punches! If possible, she'd rip open a portal to hell and throw her into it! With every punch she landed, her next one would grow stronger and faster, her momentum growing far quicker than it would in any normal match. She was intent on running this girl down in this damned arena, stamping her stupid, smug face into the dirt with every blow. Every other punch was for her lover... Every punch other than those were for her!

Haruko was getting pummeled as her opponent came back with a vengeance. A strike to the face was mind jarring, and a punch to her toned abs was gut wrenching. Between the two hits, her abs had protected her more, where as the punch to the face was full force. Pain was slowly overtaking her with each of the merciless strikes, and for a second it seemed like the infamous Haruko would fall over like dead weight...just like Cicilia wanted...

"No fucking chance you shitty cunt!!!"

Haruko would suddenly respond with a jab to the Cicilia's throat. Strength erupting from her anger, pain, and barbaric joy, the muscular goddess would lay waste to her enemy with divine wrath! The strike looking to interrupt her foe's breathing before the blond would attempt to clinch up with the juggernaut. If successful, Haruko would suddenly try to sink her teeth into the woman's shoulder! Such a tactic was common for the devilish bitch, and she was looking to put Cicilia into a great deal of pain by doing so! Which would put a smile like no other on her face as she did so!