Maria Tempesta vs Ragna Lemoine

Ragna smirked, watching Maria cry out after viscous chop that French woman had unleashed upon the Hispanic woman's chest. A breast hit always hurt, regardless. What Ragna wasn't expecting was a chop back to her own chest, striking her like a knife to her sensitive mounds, "Gaaahh!" she'd let out, legs buckling likely as her whole body was going tense to absorb the hit she wasn't prepped for. She'd bite her lip, doing what she could to ignore the pain.

"Donc c’est comme ça qu’elle le veut," she'd say to Maria, not caring if she knew she was saying or not as would return the favor back straight forearm chop of her own, hand flat so it could slap down right on her chest to deliver the most pain it could.

Maria watched with satisfaction as her forearm chop sent Ragna staggering back, clutching her generous bosom in pain. "Aww, did that hurt?" Maria taunted, watching as Ragna wheezed in pain. "I'm sorry, chica, they were just such a large target! Of course, you would be used to that by n--"

She was cut off as Ragna retaliated, delivering a hard slap to her own chest. A loud gasp escaped Maria's lips as she was sent staggering by the blow, once again covering an arm over her hurting bosom, a dark red welt visible from where Ragna had slapped the tan skin of her orbs. Gritting her teeth, Maria suddenly kicked up, hoping to end this little breast-slapping contact with a sudden kick up into the Frenchwoman's face!

Ragna smirked. If this was how things were going to be played then the large French woman was happy to return the favor, , watching as Maria gasped in pain after being chopped in return on the breast. She wouldn't get much time to enjoy it as she was suddenly kick straight in the face with only a single hand to defend herself as the other clutched on to her own wounded one. She'd slam down hard on to the solid mat, turning over to her side.

!Eggghhh" she'd cry out. This was a far cry from the two just trading blows back and forth, Ragna trying to reorient herself. Just because she was on the ground didn't mean she was easy though. She was collegiate after all, she just had to get resituated.

Maria shook her head as Ragna went tumbling down onto her side. She was back in control of this match, she knew, and now that she was in control of this match, she was going to dominate Ragna by playing to her strengths: with speed, cunning, and brutality to counter the Frenchwoman's raw size and strength.

As Ragna tried to reorient herself, Maria ran to the ropes and bounced off of them, running back at the Frenchwoman. If Ragna was starting to get up at that point, then Maria would greet her with a drop kick to her back-- otherwise, she was content to extend her leg and nail her opponent with a vicious leg drop.

Ragna laid out upon the ground as she rubbed her sore face. That kick had packed some wallop, most likely leaving a heck of a bruise upon her face as she tried to roll herself back up, "Maintenant où êtes-vous allé femme gênante," she spoke in her native tongue before finding it strike her directly in the back, bringing a cry of pain out from the French woman as she fell forward against the ropes.

Maria was definitely correct about her assumption, she was in control of the match but for how long as Ragna wasn't the type to just give up easy. She maybe literally on the ropes this time however.

Maria watched in satisfaction as her leg drop landed, sending Ragna sprawling into the ropes. Standing back up, she swept her hair back dramatically, enjoying seeing her larger opponent now literally on the ropes after her vicious attack. But of course, she wasn't about to stop there-- not by a long shot.

Striding over to where Ragna was trying to prop herself up on the ropes, Maria would grab the uppermost rope and press her boot against Ragna's back, trying to list herself up against her opponent while grinding her opponent's throat against the bottom rope. The audience would immediately erupt into a chorus of boos, and the referee would get into her face, demanding that she stop. "What, I'm not doing anything?" she declared nonchalantly, even as she choked Ragna. She would keep doing so until the referee finally counted to three, at which point Maria would step off of Ragna and back away from her.

Ragna would clutch at her neck as she was slowly being choked out. Maria was playing the same game that Ragna only a short time ago was playing. She was only in fact given relief once the ref had began calling her out and counting. The large French woman would push herself off the ropes, clutching her throat impaired while staying on the ground, *Cough**Cough*"

She'd slowly crawl towards one of the corners, slowly managing to catch her breath again as Maria argued with the referee. She'd wait for Maria to come at her again, hoping to catch her off guard by performing a headbutt straight into the Hispanic woman's stomach. If her opponent wasn't going to play fair she wasn't going to either.

Seeing the larger French woman crawl towards the ropes, Maria backed off, waiting for her to pull herself up a little. Nonchalantly brushing her white hair back, she grinned as the other girl began to stand up a little, waiting for Ragna to be back on her feet before she struck again.

Rushing forwards, Maria raised a leg, aiming to drive her knee hard into Ragna's head to ring it like a bell, aiming to keep the French woman nice and stunned. That was the plan, at least...before Ragna lowered her head, driving it hard into Maria's firm abdomen. She gasped loudly from the impact, doubling over as she staggered away, winded by Ragna's sudden counter attack.

Ragna's head slammed into Maria's stomach like a torpedo into the side of a ship, what you could say using her head to get out of a situation rather literally. Ragna wasn't still all that together but she was still in this fight and would make Maria pay for every second in the match so far as she stood back up, a smirk on her face. She began to move towards her, raising one arm.

"Essayez ceci," she exclaimed as she went to try and bash her elbow straight into Maria's unprotected head.