Karina Northman vs Cicilia De'Reignhardt, No Holds Barred: Over the Edge

Cicilia grunted with annoyance as Karina writhed and thrashed within the submission she was trapped, her legs kicking at the floor like a bratty child frustrated with her parent's ruling, her fingers curled into fists ahead of her in defiance of the trap she had allowed herself to fall into! It was hard to miss even more similarities between them when it came to this stuff, Cicilia being unable to surpress a small, almost longing smile as the woman beneath her struggled for her freedom! The way she refused to grant her any knowledge of success by keeping her pain non-verbal, the way she tried to MUSCLE her way out of the Boxer's mighty grip by thrashing about like a beached fish upon foreign land and their obvious parallels in their appearance...

But the most important thing about this fight was that... Cicilia didn't HATE Karina for it... True, they had only just begun the fight and had only truly just met each other just now but... Well... Perhaps it was callow for the German to feel this way, but it was almost as if she felt a tie back to her bloodline that didn't draw upon the poison that infested it so. In a way... she saw Elfrida in Karina... Her face and eye-color changing ever-so-lightly... a vision of a woman that Cicilia once loved with all of her heart... Childish memories of the two of them playing together, smiling and laughing as they gently knocked each other around, blissfully ignorant of how they would be at each other's throats mere years later...

...A sharp throb pulsed through Cicilia's chest, actually stunning her for a second, her heart aching as she stared down at the captured champion fighter. The German's eyes widened slightly in confusion... almost apprehension as the pain from within her chest spilled out along her nerves, losing it's unpleasant edge and replacing it... with a draining, ghostly presence of weakness. Cicilia's muscles slacked, her fingers weakening in their grip to the point she was more... just holding Karina instead of simply torturing her in this submission! Cicilia's mind was lost in thought, questioning itself... if she could go through with this. Elfrida and Karina swapped places rapidly, their faces wrestling control over a body...

"I..." Cicilia muttered, the German's eyes clenching shut, her head turning away. The throbbing in her chest grew more potent, the weakness in her body growing more pronounced, likely to the point that Karina, in all her comparative strength, could EASILY rip herself free!

It was now a test of endurance and strength for Karina, who was looking to break right through the Camel Clutch with the sheer strength she possessed. Cicilia wasn't making it easy but she could tell the girl was stronger than most opponents she faced. The idea of fighting another powerful opponent caused her lips to curl into a slight grin despite the pain settling in, loving the feeling of conquering worthy prey a lot more than the usual ones that could only bark loud. She could feel the Camel Clutch weakening but it was more because of Cicilia's loosened grip, though who was Karina to not take advantage of that?

She would close her eyes for a brief moment, picking a side to use and would brace herself, knowing that it was going to have some recoil damage to her lower back but the reward outweighed the risk by a lot, grinning wide as she would suddenly twist and use all her power and body weight to her advantage by moving them to the left side, trying to outright catapult Cicilia off her so she could roll away from the girl and get back up onto her feet!

It was like a sleeping giant had awoken from under Cicilia, more than content to take this opportunity of her conflict to get ahead and bring this fight to where SHE wanted it to go! THROWING her body to the side like a feral beast trying to eject it's rider, Karina THREW the Juggernaut off with one powerful heave, the German not paying enough attention to her opponent to RESIST this unexpected surge of power! As her spine it the floor, pain as well as additional guilt flashed across the German's body, forcing her lips downward in an uncomfortable cringe... She had just finished promising she wouldn't hold anything back, that she'd make this fight hard for her... and here she was, being tossed around like a virgin cow-boy off of his first rodeo-bull because she couldn't be BOTHERED to keep her head in the fight! She kept noticing things... kept seeing attributes that reminded her of her sister...

Damn it... She was starting to regret this if only for the reason it was getting hard to focus... So many complicated feelings ran through Cicilia... but perhaps one that she hadn't felt in a long time (or allowed herself to feel) was regret... Somewhere in her soul, Cicilia regretted ever leaving home, that somehow it was her fault that her older sister and the parents they shared HATED her bloody guts... If she stayed, she might've been able to earn her love, that she might've been able to return to the happiest moments of her life where she and Elfrida played together, completely oblivious to the future ahead with the warmth of their parent's gaze touching their backs...

Seeing herself hitting someone who looked so much like her sister... A woman she pined for the affection of (even if she couldn't even admit it to herself)... It was like she was trying to RIP herself in two trying to go in different directions!

As Karina SHOT back up to her feet, Cicilia was struggling to even get up to her knees! Cicilia was never the fastest of women, her strategy relying on the buildup of momentum to STAMP her weaker foes to dust and in the case of stronger foes, keep them stunned for her to do the same over time! The Boxer fought against her own apprehension and the pain in her spine, both of which were weights that slowed her down further! Karina would have all the time in the world to punish Cicilia for her mistake of letting her rise... and Cicilia would have thanked her for it....

...thanked her for filling her head with a more... tangible pain to override the one infesting her blood.

Getting back up seemed a lot easier than she thought it would be, but she wasn't about to look inside a gifted horse's mouth, or whatever the saying was while she rose back up onto her feet and straightened up. She would shake her head for a brief moment, rubbing the side of her neck before that fighting stance resumed and it was time for Karina to bring the fight to Cicilia instead, closing her eyes for a brief moment and gathering her strength and a better plan to execute before she would close that distance, ignoring the pain within her body so she could surge forward with pure adrenaline.

Once close, she would lower herself down enough to show what she was going to go for. Karina's spears were always a dangerous thing once they struck their target, those powerful abs of Cicilia's to be precise! She wasted little time to recover and instead sought to take the fight right to her opponent and to even try to bring her down onto her back with little to no air stored within her lungs should that spear hit full force!

Cicilia's abs were akin to something like armor, her muscles lining her belly being trained for the sole purpose of taking damage. Any new boxer would be taught that having a strong body was just as strong as having an iron chin as body shots could ruin a fighter's chances in the long run in both the battle, and in life!... But even with all that armor, Karina's spear was more like a sniper-shot than a mere thrusting weapon, her attack BLASTING into the German's guts, scrambling them and PEIRCING her abs as if they had not existed in the first place! Resistance was strong, but only for a moment, the Juggernaut emitting a noise resembling a cross between a gag and a scream from her lips! Saliva was hacked up from deep within her throat as the majority of her lung's air-supply was promptly ejected, the Juggernaut FALLING with Karina as she SLAMMED her into the floor, akin to a hunter taking down her prey! As savage as any animal, Karina had floored her look-alike opponent, Cicilia being left gasping, writhing, her sanguine eyes WET from the pain of such a shot!

"Ggh..." Cicilia hissed, her sanguine eyes glaring SHARPLY down at her foe, that hit putting everything into perspective... She said she wouldn't hold back and Karina reminded her of what she'd get for not upholding that promise: Game-Ending punishment. DAMN IT... Why did this keep happening!? What about Elfrida kept getting in her way every time she FOUGHT!? Why did her image paralyze her like this!?

DAMN IT!

Letting out a low growl, Cicilia would attempt to loop her arm around Karina's neck, keeping it pinned underneath before bringing her other arm up and SLAMMING her elbow into her spine! Cicilia's strength was slashed... but she refused to let that blow go unanswered!

Karina hit her target dead on, which was something that not only help her bring Cicilia down but also gain a good position from there! She wanted to go for a quick straddle so she could be on top and figure out how to deal with the girl, but an arm quickly stopped her from rising up, keeping her on top but not in the way she wanted, not to mention an elbow quickly stung her spine when it came slamming down upon her. It seemed liked a perfect counter measure for Karina's advance, but being this close to her opponent allowed Karina to do damage of her own, specially when she was still on top!

She clenched her hands in tight fists, closing her eyes for a brief moment and tried to deal with Cicilia's attacks before she would suddenly choose her targets and start sending a barrage of rights and lefts straight to Cicilia's ribs, not wanting to be outdone when it came to brawling, not to mention they were good spots to weaken her opponent from!

Even with her head trapped, her air-supply stunted and with an elbow driving into her spine with repeated blows like a phalanx of spears SLAMMING into a sheild-wall, Karina was simply as much of a juggernaut as the girl she resembled! Furiously strong, even in the face of such agonizing restriction, the De'Reignhardt-looking woman would bring her left arm back and SLAM it into Cicilia's ribs... As repeatedly and rhythmically as Cicilia's elbow-blows! Every SLAM Cicilia leveled upon the woman's back was met with an equally crushing punch into the German's ribs, each strike landed upon Cicilia forcing out pained gag and a sloppy cough sending a visceral amount of saliva propelled from her lips!

...The Pain, once a dull, short stab would begin to burn after repeated blows, effects melding into one another, overlapping, burning, wet agony coagulating along the German's one side as the damage began to mount! She couldn't stay like this forever... Her tankiness wouldn't last against someone as strong or stronger than herself! She had to fight smarter... or she'd only end up with her face in the dirt!

"You wanted my best....!?" Cicilia grunted, SHOOTING to her feet while dragging her opponent up with her... ONLY TO JERK BACK and SLAM Karina back DOWN into the floor in a DDT! ... Before jerking herself back up again... and SLAMMING Karina down again! Cicilia's DDT barrage would go ON and ON, creating a perfect indent of Karina's forehead into the floor if necessary, until the fight was thoroughly GROUND out of her opponent!

"HERE IT IS!"

Whether or not Karina was stubborn enough to have some fight left in her after at least 3-4 DDT's back to back (and if left uninterrupted), Cicilia would PULL the larger woman up once more, this time scooping her up onto her shoulders in a fireman's carry! She would stand TALL, her muscles pulsating, her ribs revealed to all... bruised to the darkest shade, tender, vulnerable... a weak-spot!

With a roar, Cicilia would DROP down on her rear with Karina on her shoulders, the sudden stop BREAKING the woman over her body!

Karina was attacking from multiple angles, perhaps a little different from her usual frontal attacks, spears and moves but it was all because Cicilia was quite the interesting opponent. She kept herself from being over powered by Karina and had some good answers to make Karina would reconsider going in blindlessly. Now she had a good position to slam into Cicilia's ribs without mercy. Karina was getting mighty comfortable on top of Cicilia while she punished those ribs to make sure her opponent would realize just how quick and powerful Karina could be once in the right position.

However, she was greatly surprised when Cicilia suddenly forced herself up onto her feet and took Karina with her, quickly bringing her feet to the ground but wasn't fast enough to stop herself from getting DDT'd! She grunted, thanking her hard head that she was not hurting too much but she was still stunned from the slam, which allowed Cicilia to pick her up and DDT her a second time, showing that she wasn't going to go easy on Karina either. It was perfectly fine for Karina, who was forced up a second time but when Cicilia tried to DDT her for the third time, Karina solidified her position and denied Cicilia the ability to slam her back down. Her head was throbbing but it was not going to be enough to stop her adrenaline, hissing before her hand towards Cicilia's throat, trying to grasp onto it and outright lift her opponent off her feet before she would try to slam her down for a interrupting choke slam!

DDT's were known for their instant knock-out power, their critical damage to the top of one's skull and their neck usually leaving foes laid out upon the ground, barely able to even process their own state of being. Combine the inherent might of the technique alongside with the brutish force of the German Juggernaut and one might be lucky to even wake UP after sustaining such an attack! It was Karina's reaction that left the German stunned, taking not just one... but TWO full DDT's DEAD on, her skull meeting canvas TWICE and still being able to fight back with dangerous force! Cicilia stared down upon the woman as she struggled and fought her even now, the boxer grunted, growling with frustration like a wild animal with frustratingly resistant prey in her maw, determined to keep Karina under control! What was WITH her!? What kind of crap was her brain made of!? How the hell was she able to take one of Cicilia's OWN DDT's (let alone two) and continue such a vigorous offense!? It didn't seem real... It'd be like a nightmare were this woman Elfrida, brushing off her MIGHTY ASSAULTS like they were nothing! Nobody had been able to do that... Not a SINGLE PERSON in ALL OF AFW had been able to simply... brush off such a ugly, power-driven, fully-landed attack like this...

Had Cicilia been wrong to think herself so strong...?

Was there an echelon of power that monumentally greater than her own?

Was Cicilia truly nowhere near the top of what AFW had to offer?

As if to answer her, Karina's hand would SHOOT up and GRAB the Juggernaut's throat, Cicilia's eyes shooting wide as the woman's palm CRUSHED against her windpipe, her fingers clamping around her neck and digging around her spine like a metalic, sharp-nailed vice! The German gasped with shock, her hands reflexively shooting up to the woman's wrist in panic, trying to pry that brutish, monstrous grip from one of her most vital areas... but unlike Cicilia, seemingly, this woman's strength was IRON. With might Cicilia thought only she and a few key others possessed, Karina would BLAST the boxer DOWN into the canvas with a choke-slam! The impact of Cicilia's spine upon the canvas sounded like a canon-ball SMASHING through a brick wall, the boxer's form actually BOUNCING a good few inches off the floor before collapsing in a heap! Cicilia's eyes stared thoughtlessly, wide at the ceiling above her, unused to a power that could surpass her so monumentally! Her spine felt like a hot, aching jelly, her ribs... indescribable. For all the damage she thought she did... Karina dealt it back a few dozen fold!

Managing to turn things around was rewarding enough, the recoil it delivered once the deed was done was a lot more heavier than what Karina had wanted. The Adrenaline starved itself once she had Cicilia down on her back with that vicious choke slam, the wondrous medicine quickly stopped working before long and the throbbing pain commenced, bringing a hand up to rub the side of her head before she gently clutched it, glaring down at her opponent with quite some irritation in her eyes. " That.. Was annoying. " She faltered for a moment with a pause, both DDT'd had hit their marks pretty clearly but being this early in the fight and still fresh in it, they didn't have the usual effects, perhaps a bit lucky for Karina that she slammed her opponent before a third one came but at the same time, it still hurt like a bitch.

Now she had some options and she took her time to go over them while she was trying to soothe headache that was only getting bigger. Should she go for a reverse facesit and pound those abs silly? It was a good one, but before she should actually go for a submission hold and use that to recover while she kept the pain going for her opponent, though that idea left many more options available and it felt like her head was in a paralyzing state, if she had to use some proper gaming terms she'd was stunned, though not enough to be considered decent crowd control. She would bring her foot to the side of Cicilia's body, aiming to starting nudging it so she could roll Cicilia to her front instead. She hoped the choke slam was enough to achieve that so she could properly straddle Cecilia's lower back and grasp her arms to bring them up and over her thighs, wanting to start setting Cicilia in a Camel Clutch but not yet going for a pull.