Triple-threat-match! Shariaya, Dulsa, and Seraphim

Dulsa shot back at Seraphim's words. "You talk just like Shanari! I BET YOU'RE LYING TOO!" Dulsa not knowing what to think or believe saw a opening of attack, but a dangerous one at that. Shariaya and Seraphim were both on the ground and Dulsa was at the top of the cage. A perfect attack.

Dulsa leaped off the cage her legs out for huge Leg Drop, Her dress flutterd as she flew down intending to crash upon both of her opponents.

Seraphim was never a fan of submissions, in fact, she really didn't know to many aside from the basics, like the armbar she had Sharaiya in. It could have been tighter and more agonizing, but Seraphim maintained the hold with the right amount of force that made it tolerable for Sharaiya, painful, but not putting any risk of a serious injury. Even after the russian's words that struck Seraphim so hard, she didn't want to push it too far. She was here to teach these two a lesson, not put them in the hospital. "Good, you should keep fighting." Seraphim said to Sharaiya, just barely hearing her good friend's whisper, giving one last painful tug at the armbar hold as she did. "But fight as Sharaiya Drackanov, not the Lunatic Wolf."

Hoping she would slowly get through to this girl, Seraphim was cut short of saying anything else when she heard Dulsa, not forgetting the girl was coming from above. The way Seraphim held the armbar hold, it put Sharaiya in the most vulnerable position, leaving the girl to take most of the blow, and even have Seraphim take a bit of it as well. But, as she looked up at the decsending girl, dress flowing, legs out, ready to collide with such force, Seraphim reacted instinctively, and released Sharaiya. Rather than letting her friend take the powerful strike head on, she actually rolled Sharaiya away with a push, putting herself in harms way. Busy getting her friend away, Seraphim took the entire blow herself, head on.

"Gaagh!" Dulsa's legs strike Seraphim right in the chest, hitting her with a tremendous force in the stomach, sending the one-eyed vixen back to the end of the ring, her back slamming into the wall of the cage. Dulsa's blow had hit it's mark, as Seraphim was now against the cage wall, her head hung low, and leaning almost all her weight into one hand that gripped the metal bars to keep her up. She didn't fall, but her whole body looked like it took the attack with such pain that she was barely able to stand. Though Seraphim had her head tilted down, strands of her feather-white hair covered her face as she took a few slow breaths, there was a faint laugh, almost a disturbing chuckle for a few moments. then slowly, Seraphim tilted her head back up, and with a trickle of blood coming from her lips, she was smiling. It wasn't that disturbing, crazed grin, but the kind you had when you were proud of someone, still chuckling a little at Dulsa, like the pain didn't even exist for Seraphim. No, when it came to pain, Seraphim reveled in it. "Heh...aheh... not bad kid... not bad at all. But tell me, if I was lying, would I have done that?"

Sharaiya could not escape Seraphim's hold so she had to focus on defense rather then using her strength to try and escape, glaring over at Seraphim quietly as she listened to her, her eyes blinking open and closed for those few moments before noticing Dulsa coming down at them, mainly her, she gasped and braced for impact but was surprised when she was released and pushed away by Seraphim, rolling to the opposite side of the ring and saw Seraphim take the entire hint, which made her freeze for a moment. Why did Seraphim... She shook her head lightly, noticing Dulsa now open for an attack as Seraphim was talking to her and being wounded, it was so perfect.. And Sharaiya was going to do it.

Sharaiya extended her fingers from eachother and resumed the clawed stance then rushed swiftly to Dulsa's side, ignoring Seraphim for the time being and aimed to deliver a fatal blow to Dulsa's neck.. Or would she? She suddenly ducked low when she was close to Dulsa, spinning her body to the side and her leg extended to sweep it towards the back of Dulsa's knees, she wasn't out to finish her off this time even when she had the chance to do so and if Dulsa had taken the attack and not counter Sharaiya, she'd roll backwards and away from there, glaring over at Seraphim and expecting her wounds before saying loudly.

" ..Idiot. "

She'd then turn to Dulsa to look at her, a firm glare upon her face as she was here to pretty much kill her, but she mumbled lowly over to her.

" My little sister is a betraying little bitch, she always has been and will be.. You should put your faith in Seraphim.. "

Dulsa laying agaisnt the wall of the cage looked down at Seraphim who had taken the massive arial attack.

"I dont know... I dont what you would do if you were lying... I dont know what to b-" Dulsa was sharply cut off by the fast char eing Shariaya, zimmping past her with lightning speed. before dissapering under her to sweep her knees. Dulsa fell on her back slightly hitting her head. Dulsa then looked up at an Angry Shariaya who had for some reason chosen not to follow up in her attack but instead to check on Seraphim and speak to the confused blonde.

"My Faith...? I put my Faith in Shanari! AND SHE WAS ALL LIES!!! I WONT TRUST ANYONE EVER AGAIN." Dulsa sat up catching herself on the cage, ready to fight once more against whoever came near.

((So terribly sorry for the delay. Personal problems I don't wanna discuss. ~_~ I'll try not to hold things up again. ))

Things were starting to heat up, and the pain was a blissful and beautiful reminder to Seraphim just why she was in the ring in the first place. She was like a martyr, wanting to absorb all the pain for herself, enjoying it as she continued to fight for the sake of others. Honestly, the girl never thought she would be here in this state, doing this sort of thing, but the one thing she wanted more in this world than anything else was her own redemption, and in this league, seeing as how it was the only thing a murderer like herself could manage to do, she felt that this was her only way to seeking what she wanted. And that was why she was here, to fight for her friends, what she beleived in, and to stop people like the Era of Hell from wreaking havoc.

Looking at Shanari, Seraphim pushed herself off the cage, standing on her two feet again, still having that grin with a small drivel of blood from the corner of her lips. The look on her face was like a tamed lion, ferocious and deadly, but calm and maintained, focused on the hunt. She planned to defeat Dulsa, and help her see the truth, and even Sharaiya as well, already seeing the girl making progress. It was good to know she could see Sharaiya already gathering herself, but the fight was still a fight, and she planned to beat them both, honest and fair.

"Heh.. thanks Sharaiya-chan." Seraphim said with a kinder smile, looking sweet and innocent for a few moments, showing her softer side for thise few moments. In an instant though, she focused again, slipping into her stance once more, before making her approach to Dulsa, wanting to work on her a bit now as she had her hybrid stance of Mauy Thai and Boxing ready. "You're just confused, and acting out in anger isn't going to do you any good." Seraphim said to her with a calm tone, carrying a bit of warning too as she got closer, ready for anything. Seraphim knew that look, it was much like her own. Often, when Seraphim was confused or didn't know how to deal with her emotions, she lashed out in anger, and she started seeing herself in Dulsa more and more.

Then, suddenly, like a pouncing lion, Seraphim leapt foward, raising her knee out, attempting to drive a powerful knee strike into Dulsa's rib cage, wanting to rattle her, and engage in combat. She planned to not only trade blows, but words with the girl, not forgetting the other reason she was here.

Shanari quietly glared at the three, listened to Seraphim carefully. This was looking bad, she needed to buy some time before some of the others would show up for support. She'd remove the cloak from her head to reveal herself to the crowd, which gasped as the Russian was just standing besides them but now jumping over the fence and standing infront of the cage, speaking out loudly for them all to hear, an inner grin that only she herself could see. She was going to break their spirits, friendship.. Anything that kept them from tearing eachother apart.

" So here we are.. Dulsa, the one I trust and care deeply for.. Sharaiya, EX fighter for the Era of Hell, very dark and unstable, able to kill without a second thought.. And then we have the great Seraphim.. Leader of this so called White Gale.. Such a shame for you perhaps.. Sindel is back in the Era of Hell. She just needed some.. Convincing. "

The dark smile upon Shanari's face, it was only too familiar to people who have seen Shanari work. It was the smile of the demon, some might even say. She knew what she was going to do, and it might just become easier then she thought it would, she just had to break their will here.. It wasn't long before she got the respond she wanted from Sharaiya, who was going berserk once more, running over to the side Shanari was standing and tried to claw her with her arm going between two bars, trying to reach her but failing, yelling out.

" How about you come here and say that?! "

" Hahaaaaa~.. Cute. "

Shanari simply glared up at her sister with a dark smile, she had a new trick up her sleeve, clapping her hands together as if excited.

" That's the old Sharaiya I know and love.. That same Russian wolf that dominated in the Era of Hell.. You had everything you wanted with us.. Now you trade that away for that dillusional pirate over there? "

She nodded her head at Seraphim, Sharaiya actually started to relax a bit, mumbling darkly back at Shanari.

" ...I belong in the White Gale. "

" Suit yourself. "

Seraphim's charge was quick and deadly lashing out at thunderous speeds toward Dulsa. Upon Seraphim relaseing her knee attack towards Dulsa's ribs, Dulsa blocked it with the palm of her hand. Brusing it deeply, her hand began to vibrate vilolently from the impact. still she took in the pain and locked hands with Seraphim intending to keep a lock on her, trying ignoring everything else outside of the match. it didnt last as Dulsa looked on to see Shanari of all people fighting with Shariaya.

"Shanari!?!?!?" Tears of sadness and anger were ready to flow from the young girl as she attepted to break her hands free from Seraphim and confront Shanari.

Every blow from Seraphim had the strength of a hardened warrior, the girl truly being a cut above the rest. In fact, Seraphim was nearly confident enough that she could take the two on handicap style if she had to, but this was a free for all, not a handicap match, and this, she would keep her focus on both opponents, just like they would do the same. Thus, even as she locked in with Dulsa, she was already urging herself to go back to Sharaiya, noticing that her sister had made her presance known.

After her strike being blocked, Seraphim didn't just lock arms with Dulsa, the two engaged in grappling one another, but she tried to overpower the girl with her tremendous strength. She had no plans of doing anothe submission or slam, this was just fueling all her strength in taking her down, even clenching down hard enough to try crushinf her limbs in her hands. "Ignore her! She's only trying to bring you misery!" Seraphim shouted out at Dulsa, right in her face as she gritted her teeth, excerting all the strength she had in the grapple. If she could, Seraphim would try pushing her into an Irish whip, and send her towards Sharaiya. She wanted to get both the girls attention away from Shanari, as far as Seraphim was concerned, that girl was the source of all this hatred, and she needed to make sure none of the focus was on her, as far as Seraphim was concerned... she shouldn't exist.

Shanari couldn't help but giggle loudly, she could get Dulsa and Sharaiya as puppets but it seemed Seraphim was much harder, she had to push Seraphim's buttons somehow, her hand above Sharaiya's clawed one and gently walked two fingers up Sharaiya's wrist, speaking it Russian to her which made the wolf blink. Sharaiya immidiatly pulled back and away from her, her entire focus was on her sister now but what the ell shoud she do now? She replied in Russian with a clear yet calming sound, she turned to try and ignore her for now but was met with a running Dulsa, which seemed to have thrown by Seraphim, she could only blink and bring her arms forward to try and stop her but couldn't stop Dulsa, falling down with her back pressed against the ropes, which made her sit instead of fall and with Dulsa against her, growling a bit and rubbing the side of her head and looking down at Dulsa, havin forgotten Shanari already before she looked up at Seraphim and yelled out childishly.

" What was that for!? "

Sharaiya would grab Dulsa by the shoulders and try to lift her up to her feet together with the Russian, a little shakey because of the sudden impact she had with Dulsa and when she rose back up to her feet together with Dulsa, she'd push er asside so she could charge at Seraphim and when she was close enough, jump up and spin her body around to try and send a vicious spin kick towards Seraphim's cheek.

Meanwhile, Shanari would take the time to try and get Dulsa's attention, hiding away a grin and tried to look worried at Dulsa.

" Dulsa.. You don't have to do this.. These two might hurt you badly.. I don't want that.. "

Dulsa crashed lightly into Sharayia sending her flat on her buttocks across the mat. After being lifted up by Sharayia onto her feet chooseing not to fight her or even struggle, her body already weak from the attack off the cage. she watched as Sharayia aimed her devastating spin kick toward Seraphim knowing the attack could do some real damage onto her.

"Geez... How long are we gonna last in here?" Dulsa then heard an all to Familiar voice naar her. In a instant the voice was recognized by her.

"Shanari..." Dulsa charged foreward onto Shanari with teary red eyes, raising her hand up to deliver a hard slap to the face.

"Dont You Play your Games With Me!!!" She yelled as continued running toward Shanari.