Camilia Espinosa vs. Julia Knight

This was the whole reason she had cut her hair short in the first place, their wasn’t much to grab and hold onto. Holding tight to their read threads, she’d pull them back in, they were struggling which made things a bit more difficult and even more so with the kick to her shin. It forced her a step back, as much as it hurt she couldn’t let go.

Her balance wavered, but she spread out her stationed position to stabilize. It was a treat to watch them try to free herself but now wasn’t the time to you with them, with another yank, she’d attempt to bring them into her arms, locking her up, they would squeeze them into a bear hug if they had managed to pull them in.

Julia was still feeling the sting of the girls kick to her belly as she tried to adjust and get a hit off of her own, stopping Camillia from fully committing and stopping her in her tracks. Though as she did so she knew she had to keep up the attack or the girl would just move in for the kill once more. Which Camillia confirmed and tried to pull her in for another move, looking to wrap around her for a bearhug.

Julia was quick to act, trying to push against her face and bringing her knee up to try and slam a knee into Camilia's gut to fully stun her and break away. She needed time to fully readjust.

The kick was more warning enough as she stumbles back, she had to remind herself people used more than just their arms but it was sort of common knowledge. That didn’t stop her from curling in to aid her stomach, the throbbing sensation radiating from its center was enough. Her red gaze met the redhead. She had to get up, balance herself and get ready.

Camilia opted to step back once more, making sure she was out of reach to fully recover for as long as she was able however long that may be. She had to think of another way to get them into just the right spot and completely overwhelm them.

As Camilia backed off Julia felt the smile return to her lips a bit as she eyed her opponent up while she adjusted to the pain from the knee to her gut. She didnt think that was going to be a game changer in the long run but at least it gave her the space she needed and she would move in and try to let her speed take over for her.

"What's wrong? Not feeling too good?!" Julia said as she tried to trick her up feinting like she was going for a move to her abs like she was following up on the attack but instead would change things up and go for a kick to her leg and try to trip her up some more and follow it up with a jab to the face.

Julia was a big faster than the Latina had expected, it didn’t take them long to quickly close the gap and be ready for another hit. With the kick to her leg she instantly bent down, her leg began to throb but it saves her to, she could feel the wind of her jab run right through her hair ‘lucky me’. She thought.

At this position, Julia was in range and her vantage point gave her the best possible police to aim for: their stomach. Pushing forward, her leg whines with slight agony as she pushes off, the kick must’ve done more than she thought but Camilia grit her teeth and pushed through. The Mexican woman reared back her right arm, throwing it forward to there midsection hoping that it would connect with something.

Julia was trying to let her experience and speed decide this match. She was fairly confident that the arrogance of this girl was going to be her weakness, thinking she had any right thinking she could stand up to Julia would assure that the redhead would shut her down with authority. Though Camillia started to close in on her Julia felt a bit surprised by the girls speed as she came up and tried to plant her kick, which connected but only in conjecture with Camilia's own punch to her belly.

"Goougff!" The redhead was surprised by the punch and the power behind it as she folded up and started to back up holding her stomach. Backing up as she tried to sit up again looking at the girl who just socked her in the gut.

Their kick was light but when it connected with her previous strike she had to stop, the additional pain wasn’t making her day but she could see that her punch landed and oh did it. They had curled over, ripe for the picking with any move she so desired.

Slowly getting to her feet, Camilia would make it her business to show the redhead just exactly who she was dealing with. She’d attempt to grab their hair, the first locks pulled by her tan finger, they could only grin in satisfaction with what they had in mind. With a harsh tank she’d try to pull them in between her thighs, they’d tighten their grip into a standing headscissor to foil any attempt of escape.

Had all of that been accomplished, the Latina would lean in, snaking her arms around their waist, hugging tightly as she’d spin them to lock her legs over her shoulder. Camilia could only hope Julia wouldn’t recover but her intentions were clear, if she stood untouched and the redhead sat docile enough, she would bring them back down to the canvas swiftly, planting their back for a powerbomb!

Though the redhead had been in full retreat, that was abruptly stopped by the girl grabbing her long hair and quickly pulling her in and under her legs. Julia muttered something and attempt to try and break away but Camilia wasnt letting her go and before she knew what was happening she was launched up in the air and over Camilia's shoulders as she looked around frantic before being brought down to her back with a powerbomb.

"Agggh!" Julia screamed as she was dropped by the powerbomb while the redhead flopped on the mat in pain, arching her back and trying to protect herself a bit from any more offense.

Honestky the hair grabbing wasn’t her favorite thing to do in this match, she loathed it even but for Julia? She’d be more than willingly to break that rule, anyone who had enough gusto to kiss her off lost any exception to her rule. Their condescending beggings has left a sour taste in the Latina’s mouth, as she had no issue showing them out right.

Hearing their cry as their back slammed against the canvas was satisfying, in her state she wanted them to hurt, wanted them to feel the dread and pain she could bring. She’d take a step back, allow them the second of freedom they’d need to whine and aid their back before she’d come back again.

Camilia wasn’t merciful and Julia would learn that the hard way. Although she wasn’t a heel, she wasn’t an angel either. They’d attempt to pull her back into her feet using their arm as leverage, if that were managed, the Latina would pivot her body behind the redhead, she had to get out of their reach, out of their vision and stay loose. She may have been letting her anger get the best of her but she wasn’t without a strategy or thoughts for that matter.

The powerbomb was anything but pleasant, leaving her flat out on the mat while the bitch circled her and tried to show off. OR at least thats what Julia thought she was doing, she couldn't tell for sure since the first thing she did was try to ignore the blinding pain in her back and turn to her front. This was hardly something she expected from Camilia but she wasnt about to let a minor setback intimidate her, she could still win this.

Camilia took the initiative again pulling her up to her feet by grabbing her arm and torqueing it as she pleased while getting behind her. Causing Julia to forcibly comply while she was walked up to her feet and looking to reach behind her to find a way to get her arm free from Camilia.