Camilia Espinosa vs. Nebel Schwarz

Camilia runs through her social media before the announcement, her talk with Cecilia gave her quite the boost for the match but still, Nebel didn’t seem like a pushover. She decided against her better judgement to look them up, any videos that could give any hint to their ferocisity in the ring and oh did she find some. Some of her moves were so elegantly preformed it was like a war plane taking down the enemies force. “Dios Mio.”She’d whisper to herself.

The Latina wasn’t exactly frightened or skittish by the fact but she could feel a tingle of excitement with perhaps hints of worry. She was unsure if she’d walk away from this uninjured, their precision was aimed and by the looks of it they didn’t hold back in the videos she watched. She shook her head if ferocity could be of any help in the match tonight then she’d have to pull out all the stops to show what she was made of and prove to the Swede she was worth the time.

She runs her hands through her short, spiked mane, the tension between thought and action began to flood her being. ”Don’t think, just do Camilia. You can do this!”She chants, adding a quick smack to ensure her pep talk had some effect.

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It wouldn’t be much longer before they could hear the screams and cries of the crowd last the curtain, it always brought her a sense of her first match when awaiting her name. With her theme kicking in and ther name yelled throughout the arena she throws open the curtains with her usual devil hand sign gesture to the sky.  Her thoughts begin to fill with confidence and support from the crowd but she shouldn’t lose her sight over it, Nebel was her focus right now, nothing else could cloud her mind.

Each step down the ramp reminds Camilia of what she’s up against, she didn’t bother to high-five it even wave to those that reached out to her as her theme continued on. Before she knew it the steel steps were right in front of her, up she climbs to the ring, slipping in between the ropes before circling the ring with thoughts beginning to run, what should she do? Go full throttle at the start of take her time? That she didn’t know.

They stop pacing, her hands stationed at her hips as her red pools meet the entrance to the ring. Whatever feelings she had now were tossed beyond the barricade, Camilia was ready and her smile was what showed it all. The Bull could feel her blood pumping with adrenaline and excitement to get the show on the road, nothing seemed to matter now as she waits.

When Camilia had settled into the ring and gotten herself ready for her opponent to show up, the music of the Hero of Germany blasted out of the speakers, as the blond fighter stepped out onto the ramp. Her fist appearance in AFW had garnered her quite and interesting following of fans as they let out a decently loud cheer for the soldier like combatant. Stepping out onto the ramp at the very top and placing her right fist against her generous chest and her other arm behind her back as if she was saluting. Standing as straight as a nail, before she took to a jog down towards the ring.

It didn't take long before Nebel had made her way to the squared circle and quickly started to climb into it. Getting into the ring, Kasumi would start to walk up towards the far off side of the ring. She'd build up some momentum and then bounce off of the ropes, before running towards the other side and doing the same, repeating this a few times before she would take a stop in the center of the ring. She'd raised a straightened hand at an angle right by her head and offer a traditional salute to the crowd.

Then she'd turn around and look on at her opponent. The tanned skin beauty with short white hair, her physique was impressive. They looked to be fairly even in size, with the Latina having a slight advantage in height...and maybe weight too?

" Greetings. I cannot say I have ever taken on a bull before, but I look forward to the challenge." Nebel let out as she would step up to the center of the ring and offer a handshake towards the beautiful Latina.

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To say having a match with the soldier and already getting the feel of her energy this far away was something to behold in Camilla’s eyes. The salute at the ramp was interesting, the Latina felt they were a bit too stiff but she was never in the military so that was an opinion better left unstated.

They’d salute again solidifying that perhaps she was indeed a solider but they didn’t look to far into them, she was sure they didn’t her either so it didn’t seem hateful. She took a moment to take them in, not from the screen of her phone, but from reality, her reality. She had to admit the pale skin, blonde hair, and green eyes were quite the combination to the Japanese-German woman.

Other than her features, her red pools met their physique, she was lean, most likely about the same height. That rules out a height advantage something she had been lacking lately with some of her taller opponents.

With Nebel in the center of the ring she suspected they’d show some sportsman’s ship but not to this degree, Camilia was a bit hesitant but that was fair of any competitor here, you couldn’t always be sure if on the other side of the hand would be a trap set or something even worse. She decides to take it “I’ve never fought a solider before, el placer es mío. Let’s have a good match, eh chica?” they’d grin in delight with the firm handshake grounding her resolve.

Camilia had to remember that she had something riding in this, so going easy won’t cut it.

Kasumi would nod her head to the white haired Latina as she took a hold of her hand and the shook, after a moment of this Nebel would step back, and tilt her hat a bit. She'd soon remove it and give it to the referee. Letting them take care of it while she would drop down into her wrestling stance.

Nebel would begin to circle the beautiful and busty woman before her, before she'd want to test something out. Nebel Schwarz was a proud warrior after all! A soldier! Or so she liked to make it out to be. She would stop in her tracks, move towards the center of the ring and with it raise her right hand up into the air.

Offering a test of strength towards the lovely maiden before her. " Care to test your might against The Might of Germany herself?" The blond cutie let out with a confident smile on her face as she would also raise her other hand up, offering a full on test of strength right away.

Camilia wasn’t the sort to allow her opponents any time to situate themselves or fully prepare when the bell rung but for Nebel? An honorable warrior like her? She supposed she could this once. She could sense pride in them, a nice trait from a beautiful blonde woman.

The Latina follows suit of circling the other, her blood was pumping, getting her excited and full of energy right at the start. It was the sort of reaction to expect for all of her matches when she was fully invested in them, but what surprised her was when the busty blonde stopped in her tracks.

It all became clear when they stepped to the center of the ring and offered their right hand. A test of strength? Oh yes, Camilia preferred this approach, how could she not get behind the idea? With a wide grin on her face she steps forward ”With an invitation like that, id be sullying the name of ‘La Toro Blanca’ if I didn’t accept.” she declares.

With that being said, Camilia would send her left to take her right, interlocking their fingers as her right would take their left. Already, she could respect the confidence and eagerness of the solider, she hoped that she could make the same impression on her. Thoughts in hand, the Latina begins to push, her boots digging into the mat, to prove her strength against the Might of Germany.

Seeing that white grin of the buxom woman, Nebel would nod her head. The Japanese-German warrior would keep a bit of a serious expression on her face. Camilia looked strong, this would no doubt be a challenge, but that was just what she wanted to do, to test the strength! To test Camilia's strenght.

Soon enough the Latina stepped up and interlocked their hands together both left and right and with that Nebel would give a nod to Camilia. " Then come at me with everything you've got. White bull!" Kasumi demanded as she would step forward, pressing their generous racks together as she would go forehead to forhead with the nearly equally tall woman.

Her hands would squeeze at Camilia's and she would dig her boots into the canvas, trying to push against Camilia and start this test of strength! Looking to force the Latina backwards!

”I wouldn’t do it any other way Nebel! I’m coming at you with everything I’ve got, so I expect your best too!” it was interesting to say the least with how this match had started, it was true that most competitors would opt for a test like this but the way Soloder offered it was different in a way, like she expected something from it.

Now wasn’t the time to think, Camilia answered their push with her own, their bodies melding together as they’d dig into the canvas to force the other back. The two definitely were at a stalemate, the Latina couldn’t help but enjoy that fact, this would be tough and she knew this match would demand every part of her, something she was already willing to give.

They growl lowly, her body wanting to win this test but she couldn’t be reckless and give in, risking being pushed back and ultimately giving Nebel the advantage. Keeping that in mind she felt the risk was willing to take, she’d attempt to force a surge of energy to overpower the voluptuous woman. She’d dig in to push them back if her pay off worked, driving her into the ropes if she was lucky enough to get that far.

Nebel and Camilia's impressive frames pressed against each other, their tight fit frames grinding as abs were pleasingly pushing against each other. Their pleasing mounds mashing together as they were locked in this fierce competition. Neither woman willing to back down to the other it seemed. 

" I always bring my best, Camilia." Nebel pointed out as she soon enough felt her white haired opponent press against her. Pushing the buxom blonde back, she was able to get Nebel back a step...before the blond was able to stop Camilia's advance. She smirked at her opponent and then her face turned a bit more serious. " You're going to have to try harder than that!" Nebel shouted out as she would push herself forward. 

Looking to ram her breasts into the woman's impressive pair, going for a quick and powerful charge forward to try and force the woman backwards, trying to get her all the way back towards the ropes if she could.

Body to body, a fierce battle of brawn between the women was getting heated pushing and forcing the other back with all their might. Camilia grinned, this was exciting, she was pumped up with the test and her blood was pumping hot. Her grin expresses her excitement as they other laid claim to their best ”Good,good. So now neither of us can complain when we lose.”

Slowly she felt herself being pushed back, the solider was giving her all and forced the Latina back two steps, she begins to brim with power as she felt the desire to add more. ”You want more? I’ll give you more!” she leans in, their frames mashing together as if they could any further. She pushes as hard as she can to contest them, her main goal to win this little farce and take the lead over Nebel.

It was impressive to say the least, having another woman so evenly matched and yet so proud and honorable. She found herself admiring that but she couldn’t let that admiration take over, if she had managed to gain back the ground she had lost, the Latina would pivot her left foot forward. By doing this she’d opt to force her opponent to run into a headlock, it felt dirty but she also felt Nebel would understand.

Nebel nodded to Camilia as the two of them were so tightly pressed up against each other, battling it out fierecly against one another as they both did their best to overcome the other in this test of strength. It seemed as if things were going the way of the German Soldier, as she pushed forward and got the Latina to back off not just one step, but two!

She would feel Camilia but a stop to it for the moment and even tried to force the blond backwards. Nebel had nothing off of that though! She would remain steadfast as a great old oak tree! Unable to be uprooted, she would hold firm, after this push of Camilia she'd go for an intense push of her own and take the lead!

Yet, before she could do so, suddenly Camilia twisted around and the blond's head was then shoved straight up into the side of one of Camilia's generous breasts. Letting out a muffled grunt, Nebel would quickly grasp at those hips of Camilia, wincing out from the pressure of the side headlock. " Nngh...kuh...I guess...you admit defeat..?" Nebel teased as she would quickly try and wrap her arms around that waist of Camilia, hugging her close and tight. She might be stuck in a side headlock, but if she could get a moment to adjust her stand and keep the Latina close to her, she could make her pay for abandoning the test of strength.