[Last Person Standing Match] Hawk Moth (D) vs Jacob Masters (D) - Proving The Point Of View

When Jacob got off the girl, she felt relieved, although she still needed a little time to recover from an unpleasant fall on her back. Unfortunately, she did not receive this time, because as soon as she put her hands on the mat in order to rise, she felt like she was grabbed by the hair. The girl hissed like a snake, and then, when a guy's voice came near her ear, she felt a fit of nausea. It seems today he decided to do everything necessary so that she really hated him. Well, everyone determines their own destiny. And if someone could be called a princess here, it was Jacob, not Karen, because unlike him, the girl was already distinguished by hard victories and achievements.

- I will tear off your dick and put it in your own throat, you dirty animal... - the girl said before the knee crashed into her back, - AAAHHHHRRRrr!!!

Hawk Moth's back arched and a wave of pain ran through his body. The girl's face was distorted from pain, and then she felt the sweaty hands of the sexist became closed around her mouth. She seems to have guessed what would happen next. And that’s exactly what happened, Jacob pulled the Japanese girl back, causing her back and neck to suffer. The girl moaned through her muffled mouth.

Karen laid her palms on the boy's clasped palms to loosen his grip. She was supposed to get out of this hold, but it was much easier to say this than to do it. But then the guy’s mouth opened again and Karen heard permission to submit at any moment. Submit? In the last person standing match? The eyes of Hawk Moth filled with fury.

Karen had not used this martial art for a long time, even in the match against Lily she used a modified version to immobilize the Englishwoman, but now she did not see a solution better than to damage Jacob's muscles using the dangerous dim mak technique. Hawk Moth removed her hands from the boy’s palms and brought her hands behind her back, closer to Jacob’s hands. Dim mak uses the most vulnerable points in the human body. And Karen knew each of them. It was only necessary to correctly use this information.

"Say hello to your muscles, bastard", - the girl thought.

A poisonous smile were on the girl’s face, but because of boy's palms nobody saw it. Karen was about to grab the triceps on Jacob's left and right hands with her thumb, forefinger, and middle finger. As with a vice or claw. At first it might seem that this was an absolutely useless action, but then Karen tensed her fingers, squeezing the guy’s muscles at three points. She was determined to cause a cramp that would prevent him from using his hands. But even that was not enough for her. To make him feel terrible pain, Karen turned her palms to the side in order to twist Jacob's triceps with an unnatural angle!

The result was not long in coming, as soon as Hawk Moth twisted Jacob's triceps, his hands released the chin of the Japanese girl and the guy fell to his side, trying to recover his hands. Karen first wiped her lips with the back of her hand and spat on the floor of the ring, not wanting to feel the guy's sweaty hands on her lips. Then she turned to her opponent, in the eyes of the girl was rage. Due to her heavy breathing, she looked like an angry beast.

She still felt pain in her back, but at the same time she understood that she had to act, because even such a dangerous technique as dim mak gave only a slight advantage in time. Until her opponent’s muscles recovered, she had to act and act quickly.

Putting her hands on the mat, the girl in one motion jumped over the body of the Englishman and was behind him. He had strong hands, Karen already felt this when he held her, so she was not going to argue with that. But since now he still could not use them, she was determined to do what he could not prevent.

- I'll show you, - Karen said, wrapping her arms around the guy’s waist and squeezing him tightly, - what happens to those who don't respect the girls.

Straightening her back, Karen was about to tear Jacob's body off the floor, holding all his weight in her arms, the veins in her arms were swollen. The street fighter was not a too muscular girl, however, she had enough strength for this. And now was the right moment to show that a girl can also have enough strength. For what?

In order to straighten up, holding the guy's body, and then lean back, bending in the back. Karen was determined to use her strength and flexibility in order to send the back and head of her opponent right into the mat with the help of the powerful german suplex!

Sending Jacob's back and nape to meet with the mat, Karen experienced a genuine surge of pleasure. When she heard the sound of a blow, even her anger was slightly weakened. Now she was sure that her rival would reduce his ardor. This was clearly indicated by the fact that the guy turned on his stomach, holding his hands on his nape. Karen did not lose time and immediately got to her feet, she was not going to lose pace.

Not long ago, she heard from her new taekwondo teacher one very interesting thing. “We are architects of our own destruction”. Karen never liked philosophy, however, Charlotte was a very specific girl with whom you can discuss a lot of things. Karen always considered herself a very ordinary person who tries to live like everyone else. But still, her keen sense of justice quite often pushes her to climb into trouble.

Grabbing Jacob's hand, the girl was determined to yank him up. However, she did not need to lift him to his feet, now it was enough for her to raise his head slightly. Because in this case, Karen would gladly send the knee strike directly to his left temple so that her opponent does not have a desire to start resisting.

- Take this! - she would say.

If she had managed to leave Jacob stunned, this time she would have lifted him to his feet, even if she had to keep all his weight. If she wanted this to end as quickly as possible, then she should not restrain herself. Hawk Moth was about to grab Jacob's neck, securely locking the side headlock. If she did this, then the audience would probably make a noise in anticipation, because Karen made this move in almost every match.

And she hoped that this match would not be an exception, because the girl was going to take a few quick steps, and then jump, throwing her legs forward and pulling Jacob behind her. Hawk Moth was about to push the face of her rival to the mat using one of her favorite moves - the running bulldog!

Throwing her legs forward, the street fighter pushed her opponent's head to the mat. At first there was a clap, and then the cries of the audience. It seems they were very happy to see one move Karen, which she used in every match. She let go of Jacob's head, but she was not going to stop. She had already managed to grab him by the hair in order to...

- What??? - the girl asked displeasedly.

The referee approached them and ordered Hawk Moth to let go of his opponent and take a few steps back. She seems to understand that the guy is not moving now, which means that the time has come for the count. Karen snorted and let him go, rising to her feet and moving a little to the side.

Her gaze was fixed on Jacob, while the girl herself went back and forth. She was sure that this was not the end of the match, so she had no thoughts to relax. She is always ready. She never shows the back to her rival. From the day she was hit with a bottle on the head from the back. Since then, she has always been alert. The striped shirt started counting and Jacob soon stirred. Karen snorted again. She was annoyed. The girl was far from feminism, she did not go to rallies and did not sign petitions. But damn her if she will allow some gigolo to think that she has no place in the ring. He had almost climbed all fours, Karen took several steps into the side of the ropes.

- The count is over! - announced the referee.

Additional information was not needed, these words were already enough for the Japanese girl. The guy was the first to decide to play dirty, so Hawk Moth did not see any reason to let Jacob get to his feet, although she would allow it if the match had begun in a different way. She pulled the ropes and they pushed her forward, giving acceleration.

The street fighter intended to leap forward, pushing her left knee forward. Before Jacob got to his feet, she intended to ram his head like a fucking freight train with her signature move, which she called the zip-zap! All this reminded her of the same match against the Greek goddess, now the girl felt like blood was boiling in her veins. She was not going to restrain herself, wanting to beat her opponent until he could no longer rise.

Now the girl certainly did not spare her strength. When her knee collided with Jacob's head, Karen cracked her neck. She wanted to tear and throw, so there was no question of stopping. The girl was going to knock all the crap out of her opponent and therefore her signature move was only the beginning. She was going to... what?

Karen raised her left eyebrow when the guy rolled sideways, falling outside the ring. Hawk Moth once again snorted in displeasure. It was a coincidence or not, but this match really reminded her of the match where she got the title “Famine”. At that time, her opponent also decided to run away from her outside the ring. She gave her enemy too much time that time, but she always learns from her own mistakes.

- A coward... - the street fighter whispered.

Despite the fact that the girl knew that the rules allow them to be outside the ring for an unlimited amount of time, she lost the last drops of respect with every action of her opponent. With a wealth of life experience, Karen never judged people in advance. She firmly believed that a person should be judged by his acts. And so far, she could not say anything good about the guy who did not respect the girls, was ready to do dirty tricks and ran away at the first opportunity. However, this does not change anything in the big picture. Hawk Moth was not about to give Jacob time to recover.

The girl ran forward, gaining speed. The street fighter was about to slip under the bottom rope just at the moment when the guy got to his feet to once again hit him on the head with a baseball slide! Now she believed that immediately two legs, which should crash into his head, would clearly make it clear that he could not escape from her.