Ouka Shumisen vs Cicilia De'Reignhardt 2: Hardcore Vengeance!

"NNngh... W-what...? You think... I'd let you... get one up... on me!?" Cicilia growled back, the two women clashing so intensely, one could feel the air around them crackle and pop with their power! Their hands pressed HARD against one another, their foreheads locking together as the two women REFUSED to give even an inch of ground to one another! Cicilia had thought her training would've made a noticeable difference this time around, that she'd have been able to overpower Ouka... though not without a struggle.

...That wasn't the case, however!

A moment passed... two... And they still struggled and pushed and shoved with ALL their might but for what it was worth, it was as if trying to push through a brick wall! Cicilia's arms shock with the power and energy she put into them, quaking in time with Ouka's as the two thugs truly tested the extent of their specialization in raw strength against one another... Ouka might've subverted and DESTROYED the German's expectations... but that's exactly what made this FUN! This redhead made their fights both the hardest... and the least hostile of all the matches Cicilia had ever been in! She had been so angry at the start of these fights for so long... she had forgotten what it felt like to have a real battle against someone you care about...

Now, Cicilia wasn't one for any of that sappy crap when it came to her friends, but she really did like Ouka... and being able to fight her HEAD TO HEAD like this was a GOD-DAMNED PRIVILEGE in her book! Sweat formed a shining sheen across the German's pale skin as she smiled roughly at her closest rival, a big toothy grin that expressed how much she loved this fight... How much she expected from her now once they really got rolling!

She didn't dare pull away for one minute or try to break their contest in any other way than what it was meant to... WITH CICILIA FINALLY OVERPOWERING HER EQUAL!

The German attempted to gain some ground, pushing forward one step, her forehead pressing HARDER into Ouka's to the point the tips of their noses now pressed against one another, their heavy breaths blasting across their faces!

"Ha!.... You act like...I expect you to...give me a win...but I...take everything I want!" Ouka roared back as the two powerful women pressed against each other, hands locked tightly as they battled for advantage! Ouka knew that this wasn't going to be easy, Cicilia was strong as she remembered as she growled while smirking at Cicilia, their foreheads locked and noses pressing against each other! Even though it was an even struggle, it made Ouka all the more pumped to win this match against the Juggernaut!

However, Cicilia showed that she was not going to be denied her advantage as she stepped forward with Ouka fighting to try and keep her position, pushing Ouka back until she was forced to throw a leg to keep herself on her feet.

Ouka could've done the smart thing and tried to use Cicilia's advantage against her, but she was stubborn. This was a battle of RAW POWER against RAW POWER and she had no intentions of shying away from it as she growled out, her body straining with keeping back the Juggernaut as she powered back, trying to reclaim that step and more!

"I... Act like... I expect you... To LOSE!" Cicilia growled as she took her step forward, TAKING that bit of ground from her rival! It took so much energy for just that one little step and yet... The German couldn't feel any more justified! This was the stubborn battle of beasts Cicilia LIVED for! Yeah, people could do fancy grapples and dance around each other like they were part of a ballet but neither she nor Ouka were those kinds of women... They would HAMMER each other into the ground, PILLAGE the advantages they wanted from one another and smash the rest! They were REAL fighters and this was what it was about!

She could feel Ouka stepping up her game quite a bit, pressing into Cicilia so hard, she was forced back TWO WHOLE steps, giving the redhead the true advantage now! It would've been easy enough to just break away and let her rival stumble past her... But where would be the fun in that??? Some people think one needs peace an quiet to truly be happy, to have some kind of relaxing silence to help calm their minds... NOT Cicilia! Not at ALL! She wanted a fight where she could go HEAD to HEAD with someone she liked, where the two girls could beat the PISS out of each other and walk away laughing!

...And for once, Cicilia got what she needed... Someone who WANTED her as a rival...

...That's what truly made her happy.

"RRRRGH!" She growled in effort, SHOVING back so hard, she intended to take that step BACK, putting them on equal ground once more, the two of them pushing against the other and giving it their all! Cicilia wouldn't back down... Not until every last drop of her strength was depleted! She might suffer the consequences later but she would never regret her actions because she had a real friend here in Ouka... and she was going to enjoy every last bit of struggle between them!

Ouka smiled out as she shoved back into Cicilia, managing to force her back two whole steps! Two steps may have seemed like a small number, but in a test of strength that pitted two alpha women against each other at the height of their power, every step was an important victory! Ouka's proud chest was not to be outdone either, mashing against the large pair of the JUGgernaut as she felt like she was winning that too due to pushing Cicilia back. However, her advance was halted by the sheer power of Cicilia to stop Ouka dead in her tracks. Ouka pushed and pushed to try and restart her momentum, but Cicilia wasn't having any of it.

Ouka's eyes widened as Cicilia began pushing her back, bursting forth as Ouka was forced to give back up the steps she had just taken and even one more!

She growled out as she planted her foot into the mat while lowering just a bit to give her that edge in stopping the Juggernaut, pushing with all of her body to try and keep her hold in their battle of power! "Nnnnnnnnngh!" she growled out, sweat was already beginning to build on her body as she was too stubborn to try something different like a knee or even a twist on the foot.

She wanted Cicila to know that she wasn't the strongest in this ring!

Cicilia smirked as she TOOK everything back that she had lost and then some, the two women's chests MASHING against one another with how close the two of them pressed against one another! When it came to pride in one's strength, every little step mattered! They were thugs after all and their strength was their most important attribute... and it seemed the German was stealing that victory bit by bit! It was hard and it REALLY made Cicilia break a sweat, but the German had attained a solid foothold in Ouka's space, forcing her down just a bit in Ouka's effort to keep herself from skidding back further!

Oh... that was fine... She would just KEEP going down then!

Even though it was a slight height difference, such things mattered when two people of equal strength fought! The taller person had more leverage to abuse, stronger directions to attack from... And now, the German wasn't just pushing back... She was aiming to PUSH Ouka harder into the floor!

"Nnnnnnnggggg!" Cicilia growled, her bare-toothed snarl slowly upturning into a sharp, confident grin as she PRESSED Ouka hard from above! She leaned in too with each push, aiming to LOOM right over her and make it EVEN HARDER for her red-headed rival to try and take back the high-ground! Not only did she have to fight her on the horizontal, but now she had given ground on the vertical too, making this a war on two fronts! Cicilia could sense she had an advantage, that she was THIS close to pushing Ouka to the ground...

Cicilia could've won this a LOT easier if she was more tactical about this... But such things weren't in her nature! She was too stubborn! She would simply NOT be outdone!

Ouka's hands trembled as they squeezed tightly on Cicilia's hands, keeping her back as straight as she could and kept her legs as locked as she could to plank herself against Cicilia to keep her back. Ouka refused to think of anything else than brute strength, that was what she and Cicilia had in common the most. Their stubborn nature and their belief that any problem could be solved if they hit it hard enough! She started twisting from side to side, pushing with both of her hands to try and find an opening as she attempted to lift her foot up.

If she could manage to do so without her body buckling underneath the stress and strain of Cicilia's might, she would attempt to stomp forward to gain back distance before lunging forward, smacking breasts and shoulders together as she would continue to fight back in this tight head to head battle of power!

"Heh....you're still....stubborn as ever I see...!" she growled out, smiling as she had her head over Cicilia's shoulders. "Did anyone...ever tell you...to take a chill pill!?"

Cicilia's eyes widened in surprise as Ouka FIRMLY established herself here today, STOMPING down HARD as she lunged at the German Juggernaut, not so much forcing her back a step... but bending her back a notable amount, now putting HER on the defensive! The boxer growled in outrage at this sudden and AWESOME push back, their hands trembling with effort against one another, their breasts mashing and mushrooming against each other as they fought for dominance! Cicilia could feel the true weight of this battle now, the stakes of her PRIDE and her muscle being damaged if she fell back just one inch further! If she gave just ONE more bit of space.... then she would fall and LOSE in this contest!

...Never... Not while she could still fight!

As Cicilia pushed back, aiming to FORCE the two of them back up to level ground, Ouka remarked how the German was still stubborn, questioning if anyone EVER told her to chill!

"Heh..." The boxer smirked, her lips curling into competetive smile as the two women battled it out! "Yeah... but I never listened to them.... EITHER!"

Should the German manage to get herself back up, she would bring her head back... and SLAM it into Ouka's, hoping to stun her with a very powerful... and very familiar headbutt! If their skulls connected, the boxer would suddenly flash back to their first match, images of their foreheads HAMMERING away against one another...

...And her smile only widened...

This was what she loved about Ouka Shumisen... She loved how she could be competetive with her without holding animosity, she loved how they could beat the hell out of one another without holding a grudge... She loved how they could go toe-to-toe honestly and professionally... This red-head was her favorite wrestling opponent... and, if anything, their headbutts were going to be a sign of their friendship at this rate!

...Just two thugs... butting heads like the pals they were.

Ouka smiled as she pushed forward, usually, she expected women to crumple against her awesome strength, but against someone like Cicilia, all she managed to do was force her to bend backward. Still, a win in Ouka's book as she continued to push forward. But now was all her upper strength, if she were to try and take a step forward now after solidifying her feet there was a great chance she'd end up losing much more than just a step.

"That's...my girl! But...listen to me...when I say...you're not going to...win this!" Ouka felt a sense of comradery with Cicilia who had plenty of features and qualities about her mind set that greatly mirrored Ouka's, which made Ouka like her a great deal. It also helped that Ouka had a win over Cicilia, which put her on the superiority scale, even if Cicilia was giving her a tough time with being unable to force her back.

So...it left only one clear choice for Ouka when nothing else was available to her since Cicilia's head was close and all.

She pulled her head back before snapping it forward, trying to force herself a win and forcing Cicilia to back off with a brutal headbutt! It would've worked, however, Cicilia was wise to her tricks as she swung her head at the same time, both stubborn bullheaded women smashing their skulls together with a thunderous and sickening thud ringing out.

"Get stuffed... Ouka! Y-you're not winning twice!"

*CRACK*

Together, Cicilia's and Ouka's skulls SLAMMED into one another, sending a wave of vertigo, dizziness and, of course, PAIN through the German's head! It was... VERY difficult to hold her ground after taking a blow such as that, the two women APPARENTLY having the same thuggish idea on how to break the other... go figure!

"Urgh..." She growled, shaking her head this way and that in some attempt to cure herself of this disorienting wobble placed in her brain by her rival, her lips INSTANTLY curling back down into an unhappy frown! Fine... If that's how it's going to be, then it was time to get SERIOUS! It was a lot of fun just pushing back against her favorite rival, but she was here to WIN and winning was exactly what she was going to do!

"HMPH!" She snorted, ripping free one of her hands, hopefully causing Ouka to stumble forward on that side due to the suddenness of her retraction! Should she do so, the boxer would curl her fingers into a fist... and bring it up in a MASSIVE uppercut to her friend's jaw, aiming to send her head SHOOTING up hard into the sky! Cicilia wouldn't just stop there, though... No, she learned from experience a simple punch wouldn't knock her friend on her ass... And so she would lash out with a powerful KNEE to the red-head's solar plexus, aiming to knock the wind out of her and drop her to her knees!

A numbing sensation washed over Ouka's body as her skull cracked with Cicilia's. It wasn't as bad as the last time they decided to split coconuts with each other's heads, since they were at that extreme point of exhaustion, but it still sucked. Ouka's fingers lost feeling as her arms lowered, her grip in their test of strength waning as she lurched forward as her eyes tried to focus. However, it put her in a terrible position, even if she was already beginning to recover as Cicilia recovered just a bit faster than her, ripping her hand away and causing Ouka to stumble forward!

Already unbalanced, Ouka threw her leg out front to catch herself as she tried to grab onto Cicilia's arm, or rather any part of her just to stay up but instead she would take a massive hit to the chin! Her head whipped back as her red hair went flying back, more dazed and loopy as she staggered and struggled to stay on her feet, her eyes trying to focus as she saw multiples of Cicilia spinning in her vision!

She managed to bring her hands up, forming some sort of defensive stance, a really poor one at that, but it didn't matter as it didn't stop the knee from connecting! Ouka's eyes widened as spit flew out of her mouth, her legs buckling underneath her as she dropped to the mat! Gasping and panting, she couldn't believe the ferocity of the pummeling that Cicilia just laid on her as she curled forward, her forehead pressing against the mat as she coughed violently for air!

All of this wasn't helping the fact she was feeling incredibly woozy from that headbutt!