AV 18 Jasmine Thorn vs. Satana Giganta

Satana finally found her footing. A bit shaky, the agony in her guy making it hard to stand up straight and tall, but the devil did her best to hide that fact. She was a performer after all…couldn’t let the fans down just because she was going to have some bruised abs in the mourning. Right now, she needed to do her best…it was her debut after all. You can only do those once…most of the time. It’s a bit debatable in this industry.

While the devil pondered, the royal guard charged her like a slow bull running downhill. No doubt if Renata hit her, there would be serious consequences. What ever she was doing looked like it would be much worse than a simple punch to the stomach. after experiencing the wincing pain a few minutes after the taking the hit, she didn’t want to experience this large woman’s full bulk crashing into her.

Rather, Satana quickly ducked low and shot off a quick to the guard’s leg. With any luck, she would score a decent hit and screw up the woman’s tempo and trip her up. it wasn’t the best look to fall flat on your face in the ring…but it would certainly be good for a laugh.

Renata hoped to have Satana down on the ground in front of her, but that was after she'd hit the Mexican, not before, but the masked grappler put her whole weight into smashing the shin of the charging Brazilian. Even if she was standing still that was enough force to topple the Imperial guard, while running it was even easier to send the amazon from the Amazon crashing down to the canvas with a heavy grunt. Although unlike the last time, Renata was much quicker to rise again, pulling the nearby ropes down to help her back up to her feet.

Striking Renata’s shin produced some…rather comedic results. While many saw a tall, powerful warrior toppling over after receiving a rather powerful strike to her appendage, Satana certainly had a different view of the royal guard. Perhaps it was due to the positions they were in, or maybe it was due to the devil’s active imagination…but the surprised face Renata made was absolutely hilarious.

The fact that the woman just fell flat on her face after making such a funny expression didn’t help at all. A monster of a woman suddenly slipping up and collapsing on the floor was just the sort of thing to tickle the demon’s funny bone…it was just a shame it was in the middle of a match.

Satana got out a quick snort before she covered her mouth with her hands. She knew it was rude and that this was a serious matter, but the fact that she shouldn’t be laughing made her laugh all the more. She snickered and chuckled into her hands, imagining Renata’s cartoonish surprised face before smacking into the floor like a comedy sketch! Even as Renata scaled the ropes, the snorting sadist couldn’t stop herself from thinking what would happen if she slipped again.

This time, she couldn’t contain her laughter, and her giggles became obvious and clear to anyone paying attention.  Soon, both titans were on their feet, and both had sustained some damage…its just that one was laughing to herself about it.

“Heh Heh Heh Heh~ Be careful where you step, royal guard! It would be a shame if you suddenly slipped again! Heh Hee Heh~”

Renata snarled at the masked woman's mocking laughter as she turned around, her head thumping beneath the skull face paint. "Shut. Up." The Brazillian growled as she pushed herself forward, fist raised to hammer forward into the masked wrestler's face with the force of a loaded semi.

“Oh dear, did we hit a nerve?” Satana chuckled as Renata spun around with an angry scowl on her face, “I hope you get used to it. In the pits, sinners such as you have their nerves crushed to dust to be used as chalk sticks for lectures in the underworld! Think of the worst lecture or presentation you ever had to sit through, and then quadruple the time you had to sit there! Truly, a terrible fate waits for you…once you deal with my personal brand of punishment, of course!”

Renata couldn’t wait for the devil to make a move. Instead, the royal guard simply charged the masked demon. The thought of her falling over made Satana chuckle lightly once again, but moved to get set into a proper stance. A foe with such a painfully telegraphed attack was a fool in waiting…or an opponent laying a trap. Either way, Satana didn’t want to get hit with the punch.

It was not a hard move to avoid, and an even easier one to counter. Ducking underneath the blow, the devil quickly came back up to SLAM a knee right into the guard’s abs! Renata was built like a brick wall, but Satana was pretty sure that she would feel such a powerful attack.

Renata's strike was slow as a glacier even if it would have had the same effect on Satana's face, the demon woman was quick on the draw to dodge the punch and throw up a harsh knee strike in return, stalling the advance of the Imperial guard and forcing the Brazilian to double over... just into position to wrap her massive arms around the Luchadora's knee and begin to lift her up, trying to get Satana up over her shoulder as the Amazon from the amazon stood up to her full height.

While Satana did find herself to be fairly clever when it came to counter attacks, she had to admit she did not see what happened next coming. As her knee was dug into Renata’s abs, the giant wrapped her tree trunk arms around the devil’s waist and hoisted her up off the ground, leaving Satana to dangle off of her opponents’ shoulder in a surprising display of strength. For a moment, the demon just dangled over her shoulder, like a really big scarf. Satana was not used to fighting opponents that picked her up so often, and it showed in her dull response time.

As soon as she could remember she was in a fight, Satana RAMMED her elbow into the Giant’s shoulder blade, looking to try and loosen the royal guards grip so she might be able to escape.

The Amazon from the amazon's ability to tank heavy blows was something Jasmine had been looking forward to Renata demonstrating against the orange clad fighter, to watch the face of the Empire's foe contort in fear and confusion as her heavy strikes accomplished nothing but tiring herself out. Unfortunately, there were two major problems with this strategy against Satana. One: the mask prevented the full satisfaction of getting to see the surprise on Renata's opponent's face. Two: Satana was big and strong enough to make the Imperial Guard regret the strategy of trying to bully her opponent with endurance and brute strength.

The demon's elbow hit hard and true between the armour plates that were Renata's shoulder blades, earning the luchadora a roar of pain from the struck giantess as she dug in as though she was trying to crowbar herself free with the point of her elbow, the Imperial Guard's grip slipping away from her waist as she reeled back in agony.

Much to Satana’s surprise, her sharp elbow stabbing actually seemed to be working! Like a mythic hero fighting a vile beast in the legends of old, the devil had seemed to have found the Achilles heel of her opponent. No doubt, Renata was not used to being dealt blows in such a hard to reach spot, and the newfound stinging pain was proving to be rather effective against the royal guard.  So much so that she began to lose her grip on the vile devil, and soon Satana would have enough slack to push off the beast!

The devil didn’t really think it all through, and soon found herself on her rear as she fell from such a massive height. The devil felt like a total rock, the sudden drop taking more out of her then she thought as she let herself get a breath in before trying to continue such a furious battle!

Renata dropped to one knee as Satana dropped to the canvas behind her with a ring shaking thud, even though the initial elbow had hurt, she was still looking as though she had gotten the better of the exchange, Jasmine certainly felt so as she politely applauded Satana's suffering from ringside. The bigger woman was back to her feet fast and already looming over the fallen luchadora, ready to pay her in kind.

The Brazilian pulled one arm up and let herself fall to the side, trying to crush Satana underneath her with a basic elbow drop, abandoning anything more fanciful than the basics. But when you were her size, the basics could carry you far.