Megumi Mutoh vs. Shizuku Himuro - Beyond the Boundary

Targeting Shizuku's kidney area seemed to have done the trick as her hold seemed to have slackened, giving Megumi a chance to pull her head out of the hold, freeing herself. Now freed, Megumi decided that she needed to mount up some kind of offense on her opponent, but her position gave her limited choices on what to do. So, rather than staying grounded alongside Shizuku, Megumi would get herself back onto her knees and then her feet, grunting as she would shake her head.

Stepping away from Shizuku with a stagger, Megumi would then run towards the ropes, looking to give herself a bit of momentum by rebounding from them. Once her body hit the ropes, she would move back towards Shizuku. Making use of her momentum, Megumi would try to launch a running dropkick at her opponent, trying to have her boots hitting Shizuku at her face. This time, she was determined to use her hard-hitting strikes to deal damage on her fellow Angel.

More effective, and far more debilitating, were the strikes levied against the clairvoyant's kidney than if they were targeted to her spine. As if stinging electricity had been jolting up her sides with every connecting impact. It was no surprise than that she would end up loosening her grip to the point where Megumi could seamlessly free herself without Shizuko noticing until well after she had been released. The split-haired psychic grimacing and flinching as she massaged her aching side while gradually finding her feet once more.

Despite her twinging discomfort, Shizuko soldiered onward knowing full well that she had lost sight of her auburn-haired combatant. Which was distressing enough motivation for her to ignore the nagging soreness and search the ring for Megumi...the psychic wrestler getting the answer she sought in the form of a pair of red-treaded boots walloping her right in her kisser. The smug psychic getting knocked senseless after crashing back and shoulders first into the canvas, now briefly splayed out with one of her legs managing to shuffle up at the knee.

Rebounding herself from the ropes, Megumi went to deliver a dropkick right at Shizuku's face. Landing onto her back, Megumi saw that her opponent was splayed on the mat, which was what she needed as she would quickly roll over onto her hands and knees as she would consider her next move. Getting herself back up onto her feet, the Combat Genius would walk around the downed form of Shizuku before bending down in order to yank the psychic up onto her feet.

First, Megumi would slip both her own arms under Shizuku's armpits before bringing them onto the back of her neck, placing her into a full nelson. Hoping to make it uncomfortable for the psychic, Megumi would put some pressure in the hold as she would also press her own ample bust against her back. Then, after preparing herself, Megumi would try to perform her next move, which was a dragon suplex, in which she would have Shizuku land onto the back of her neck and head, and she planned to get herself on her tiptoes in order to go for a bridging pin.

A momentum-fueled comeback was precisely what Shizuko was attempting to avoid by keeping constant pressure on her auburn-haired combatant, but Megumi's seemingly bottomless reserve of rebellious energy meant it was a pipe-dream at best. Shizuko realizing that firsthand as she winced through narrowed eyes at the ceiling above, the roof-lights being blotted out by the Combat Genius looming over her before escorting Shizu back upward and cinching in the double shoulder lock.

Panic, distress, and general unease washed over the grimacing clairvoyant. Whose arms now dangled helplessly overhead as she bitterly grimaced in discomfort despite the compressing softness of Megumu's chest rubbing against her spine. Shizuko's straining thought processes to conjure up an escape attempt being too little and far too late once she was seamlessly chucked backward in the picturesque suplex. Now, no thoughts were coming in clearly. Her bountiful backside on full crowd-pleasing display as she scrunched her face from the weight of her hunched over body leveraged against her head and shoulders...

"..ne!"

"..wo!"

...until the faint sound of a pin-count was overheard. The psychic clairvoyant springing her legs to the sky before flopping over like deadweight. Now short of breath as she began meekly crawling towards the ropes, or in whatever vicinity Megumi was not in.

Bridging her body up for a bridging pin after throwing Shizuku down onto the mat with a dragon suplex, Megumi kept herself on her tiptoes, listening to the referee counting for the pin. But, Shizuku was still lively enough that she managed to kick out at two, and with a huff, Megumi would release her opponent from the hold, letting her flop onto the mat. Breathing hard, the Combat Genius saw her opponent trying to drag herself away from her towards the ropes, and she was having none of it as she was looking to keep up with her momentum, not giving her opponent any chance to recover.

Quickly springing herself back up onto her feet, Megumi would run towards the opposite ropes, looking to rebound from them before returning back towards Shizuku, who was still dragging herself towards the ropes. Making use of her momentum, she would leap up into the air, making use of her prodigious athleticism to twist in midair, propping her elbow in preparation to land a running twisting elbow drop right into the back of her opponent. It was one of her signature moves that she called Megumi Special, and she hoped that this would put an end to Shizuku's progress towards the ropes, giving Megumi more opportunity to attack later.

Earning the Combat Genius's wrathful ire was only just now beginning to seem like a definite...complication. One that was seemingly becoming more insurmountable the longer Megumi continued to ride this electric surge of momentum that was growing with every passing second. The concussive impact of the flawless suplex had Shizu perfectly leveraged into a pinning predicament she only narrowly summoned the resistance to squirm out of, though it left her in such a rattled stupor that simply crawling towards the ropes was taking up a large amount of her concentration. Her crawling progression being wobbly and uncertain, but she was determined to separate herself from the Combat Genius suddenly demonstrating just how she earned that moniker.

Shizuko grumbled under her breath and grimaced through the pain as she trudged onward, shuffling with a hipful side-to-side sway to her plump backside as the audience's cheering adulation started becoming all-encompassing. The psychic clairvoyant remaining unperturbed in her journey towards the ropes despite the swell of cheering fans...until the reason for their enthusiastic ovation came splashing down upon the middle of her spine. Shizu wailed a high-pitched scream before crumpling down, limbs now splayed out with a slight kip-up to her legs at the knees before they settled down with the rest of her. The side of her face now mashed against the canvas with all the drive having been elbow spiked out of her, a red-eye bitterly glaring up at the Combat Genius who had free reign over Shizu after having wrestled back control of the match.

Hitting Shizuku with her Megumi Special, the Combat Genius would get herself onto her knees as she brushed aside some stray locks off of her forehead as she would look down on her splayed out opponent. A smile could be seen on her face as she would get herself back onto her feet as she would also reach out for Shizuku, looking to bring her back up with her as well. She had another move in her mind that she would like to use on the psychic, and she thought that the move would surely deal quite a massive damage on her.

"Okay... up you go..." Megumi said as she would then try to hoist Shizuku up onto her shoulders, looking to put her in a fireman's carry. Megumi wasn't quite well-known for her physical prowess, but she was still a professional wrestler through and through, and she would then carry Shizuku on her shoulders towards the center of the ring, where she planned to fall sideways in order to bring her head first into the mat with a death valley driver! While she usually didn't use the move to end a match, she figured that the move would surely deal quite a tremendous damage on her opponent.

Apparently, several seconds of precious relief was a luxury Shizuko could not afford. The shambling psychic not even making it within arm's reach of the ringside ropes before being harshly acquainted with the pointy end of Megumi's elbow via it being rammed down into her lower lumbar. Shizuko always found it to be an obnoxious trend among other wrestlers to self-insert one's name into wrestling maneuvers, and it only irked her more whenever she became the unlucky recipient of one. It was an insulting exclamation point to be laid out by one such maneuver, and one Megumi intended to compound upon as she hauled the frazzled psychic up to her feet.

"Nggh...c-can't we just stay on the ground?" Shizuko absentmindedly grumbled out while pawing at Megumi's thighs during her ascension, wincing withe one eye sewn shut before being heaved atop her shoulders like so much sagging dead weight. A disempowering moment amongst many in this match as the psychic was limply carried towards the dead center of the ring, a sweaty sheen to her lifeless frame still wracked with aching discomfort. Which was about to feel much worse from the death valley driver slamming her head and shoulders onto the canvas, a bouncing extension of her strong legs before she collapsed spread-eagled with her eyes closed and wearing a far-off look of pain.

Megumi hoisted Shizuku up onto her shoulders, putting her into a fireman's carry. "Better get used to it, okay?" Megumi replied to her opponent's words cheekily before she brought her down head first into the mat with a death valley driver. The force of the move ought to deal a massive damage on the psychic, and after impact, she would release her body so that she could see her opponent laid out spread-eagle on the mat.

"Okay, time for the finale..." Megumi said as she would make sure that they were already close to a turnbuckle. She would head towards the turnbuckle, bringing her feet onto the ropes to climb it up. Once she was at the top, she would take one last look on the prone form of her opponent. Then, she would take flight, leaping up into the air to perform a perfect rotation before bringing her body down onto her opponent's with a picturesque-looking moonsault!

The unsettling sensation of being hauled around like a sack of potatoes...the audience's swelling enthusiasm for the Megumi's offensive volley of slams and strikes...these were all foreboding omens in regards to Shizuko's chances of turning this match around in her favor. Especially since she was currently splayed out with a nagging headache after the booming impact from the death valley driver. Not knowing Megumi's current location was a disconcerting enough notion to have Shizuko begin scanning the ring for her presence and motioning her head to rise from the canvas...

...until her search would come to a climactic finale via Megumi's high-flying moonsault finisher that slammed her abdominal's across the shapely figure of the frazzled psychic. The thunderous splashdown sending reverberations throughout the ring with Shizuko's body jackknifing upward before tipping over to her side, now cradling her abdomen with a scrunched up face and a raspy impediment to her breathing. Which was to be expected considering she clearly had the wind knocked out of her sails.