Tempers flaring- Claudia vs Christie!

*Leaving both her foe and the audience alike breathless after her display of lightning quick reflexes, Claudia was under the impression that Christie would be too dumbfounded to mount any type of resistance. Much to her astonishment however, the agitated marauder managed to summon just enough energy to force a stoppage to the count.* "Hmhm, I've been called worse things by better people, but the feeling's mutual all the same~"

*Deciding that the most prudent choice in her current bag of tricks would be to slowly diminish Christie's energy, Claudia subsequently wrapped the edge of her forearm across her foe's throat while simultaneously forcing the unsuspecting woman to bend at an arch.* "Now, do me a favor and take in a deep breath- This might sting just a little."

*Continuing to crank against Christie's vulnerable throat, it was abundantly clear to everyone witnessing the scuffle that The Hellhound wasn't about to pull any punches, trying to choke her opposition out with a merciless stranglehold!*

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Somebody ought to put a muzzle on this mutt. A few lucky shots and she had the balls to bark like she was top dog, or that she had already won the match. Christie could only imagine what weak opponents Claudia had been pitting herself up against to think that just a few power moves and a smug attitude was all it took to take her down. Maybe it was just Claudia lumping the entire AFW roster together, a bunch of weak little skanks more akin to pornstars and models then actual fighters. It was honestly a fair thing to do, as Christie had done it herself quite a few times. There were a few exceptions, the Grave Keeper would admit, but besides them the idea that this place was full of weaklings was pretty much on the mark. Claudia might have ranked amongst the exceptions, if she weren’t so stupid.

Old dogs and new tricks, I guess.

Claudia acted just as anyone would expect her too. A person with the advantage in a fight would be stupid to waste it, but the Hellhound made the mistake of being predictable about how she would use it! After seeing Christie wouldn’t go down long enough for a pin, the Wolf Woman would try and squeeze the life out of the Sadistic Specter. Claudia wrapped her arm around Christie’s throat, but rather than get a chance to lock the choke down, Claudia would instead see Christie swinging her elbow around, looking to take advantage of the Hellhound while her arms were busy by busting the poor girl right in the ribs!

“Worry about yourself, you flea bitten freak!”

If Christie’s attack managed to stun, then the Malevolent Marauder would swing her boot around, looking to deck Claudia across the jaw and give Christie a bit of space in the meantime!

*Exerting enough of her vigor to remain sedentary for a sliver of time, the ecstatic hellhound was under the impression that Christie would be similar to the countless rookies she had vanquished in her time throughout the independent league- A handful of minutes, a few powerful moves and the audience would be eating out of the palm of her hand! As she continued to crank against Christie's unprotected throat, Claudia suddenly felt an exploding pain in her torso!*

"GGGNNHHH!" *The pain rippled through her like a tremor, unexpectedly relinquishing her demeaning opponent while staggering sideways, nearly crashing into the turnbuckle on her way to inadvertently create a chasm of distance between herself and Christie.* "Damn..." *She muttered, rubbing her side while a masochistic smirk made its presence known.* "Sadistic AND condescending? I feel like I should pay you~"

*With her quasi-flirtatious comment filling the lull between them, Claudia proceeded to momentarily collect herself before formulating a plan of attack. Realizing that Christie was cut from a different cloth than her previous encounters, she initiated a sudden charge, surging forward while lifting her knee upwards to try and connect with a shining wizard!*

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Christie’s elbow found its mark, as the boney spear jabbed right into Claudia’s exposed ribs and made the pup yelp as a result. With one quick shot, Claudia was already retreating towards the ropes, giving Christie all the time she needed to try and get back up to her feet. The match had been a fairly steady back-and-forth so far with each fighter getting some shots in, but there was hardly a definitive “advantage” between them. Christie had experience and savagery, but Claudia’s endurance and spunk was keeping her from getting snared in any of Christie’s vile tactics. While the fight was still young, it was a bit unusual for two fighters to appear so very evenly matched.

Even Christie seemed to notice brushed some specks of dirt off her back from the earlier suplex before bringing her attention back towards Claudia. The Grave Keeper didn’t mind a challenge, but this weird game the two were playing wasn’t quite what she had been expecting. From her point of view, fights were either one sided beatdowns or gruesome, bloody affairs. This match had yet to go in either direction, but that didn’t mean she didn’t have plans formulating in her head on just how to get to one of those two paths. Sure, Christie didn’t need a fight to get brutal, but it certainly made things much more interesting!

“I’m not into girls with outfits on par with Goodwill Pajamas. I’m sure one of the sex crazed sluts in the back would be happy to turn tricks take your chump change.”

Claudia didn't seem too hard to predict. In fact, Christie was starting to think she noticed a style emerge already. The obnoxious outfit, the silly gimmick, the way she fought, all of it seemed keen for attention. She had some muscles to back up her moves, so Claudia probably favored heavy attacks that could dazzle a crowd. Stupid moves like that tended to leave themselves open, giving opponents some major opportunities. Christie could probably exploit that, if Claudia was really as obvious as she seemed!

And the Hellhound would soon prove herself~ After a break that gave Christie far too much time to think, Claudia would rush on in towards the kneeling Crypt Keeper. As quick as a flash, a battering ram of a knee would pound into Christie’s jaw, forcing her head to the side as the crowd cheered on the ambitious and energetic pup! The strike was enough to send someone for a serious loop! But while Christie may have bent to the blow, she did not fall.

Claudia would pay for her choice of attire, as her opponent's hand suddenly lashed out to grab the passing Hellhound’s tail! Christie’s fiery gaze would flick back up at Claudia, a fresh bruise already making its way on the Pale Rider’s cheek.

“The hell are you going?!?”

With a rough yank, Christie would use Claudia’s own tail to pull herself back up! The fabric tail that connected to Claudia’s belt would likely shake the woman off balance as it suddenly pulled her back into Christie's waiting arms! Those cold but powerful limbs would wrap around the Hellhound's waist, bringing her close enough for the snake woman’s cold words to slip into Claudia’s ear.

“I’ll show you how a real Suplex feels~”

If Claudia was still off balance, then it would be simple and easy to hoist her up and over, turning the world upside down for poor Claudia and even worse, bringing it right back down on her head!

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*The tangible uppercut her knee delivered was enough for the audience to collectively gasp upon witnessing her dynamic attack, causing Christie to visibly stagger from the contact!* "That's about as much as I'd expec-!!!" *As she was about to declare her unconditional superiority over the merciless marauder, Claudia abruptly felt a hand against her dangling extremity, causing her to wiggle from the tactile contact.*

"H...hey..w..what are you doing?!" *She boisterously chided the disrespectful competitor, attempting to whip herself around to land a spinning backfist. To her chagrin however, she hadn't given Christie's blisteringly quick reaction time any attention, and before she had the chance to compose a dependable defense felt as though her body had been catapulted off the ground!*

*Unable to drop her weight like an anchor to prevent the inevitable from transpiring, Claudia was subsequently hoisted upward and over in an arch formation, the sickening* "THUD!" *That reverberated across the arena was enough to elicit a reaction of pure, unfiltered shock from the spectators in attendance as the once energetic canine was suddenly silenced.*

"Nnhhh..." *For the first time in what seemed like an eternity, the menacing hellhound had potentially met her match- Not only was this enthralling woman tenacious enough to withstand one of her more powerful blows, but the vitriolic response she concocted piqued Claudia's interest ten fold.* "W..what...are you f..finished already?" *She forlornly shook her head, crawling towards a nearby rope to try and regain her footing.*

The riveting impact of the sudden suplex shook the ring like a major earthquake! The thundering impact swallowed the THWACK of Claudia’s earlier shining wizard as though it were but a car alarm in the center of a thundering storm. The Hellhound was released from the suplex, the smart mouthed pup still putting up a brave front as she began to crawl over towards the ropes, turning her back on what was rapidly evolving into a dangerous opponent. Like the reaper looking down on a sickly victim, Christie’s shadow would soon envelope poor Claudia as she continued to crawl away, the darkness giving Christie’s presence away as a harsh heel stomped on the small of Claudia’s back, pinning her to the floor like a needle through a bug on display!

“No...not yet. Not even close!”

Rather than grant Claudia mercy, Christie would step on the downed wolf girl. Her heel would dig into Claudia’s spin, only for Christie’s other boot to fall onto her opponent’s outreached hand, crushing it in a cold hearted manner. The referee started to say something, but was quickly silenced after stepping a bit too close within Christie’s reach. The Grave Keeper easily snatched the young woman by her collar, practically picking her up off the floor as a not-so-subtle warning as to what would happen if she tried to interrupt Christie again.

Making sure the referee understood, the Grave Keeper would return her attention towards the cur at her feet. With all of the honor, care, and respect of a street fighter, Christie would finish her small onslaught by simply throwing a solid kick aimed for Claudia’s lower jaw! She was going to toy with this girl for a bit...and show her who the real top dog was!

*Desperate to eclipse the embarrassment of having been outdone by Christie through the guise of engaging in a brief bit of banter with her aggressor, Claudia would subsequently be trampled underfoot by the sadist's reinforced boot!* "Ggaaaah!" *The prostrated predator released a frustrated, wry scream that pushed through her confident facade, and before she knew it Christie had taken control of the reins!*

*After the humiliating torture session had reached its terminus, Claudia tentatively tried to return to her feet, but was swiftly greeted to the uncomfortable sensation of Christie's reinforced leather smashing directly across her chest, sending her staggering against the turnbuckle behind her!*

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"Ggrrrhhh!" *However, rather than fully collapsing from the discombobulating experience, the intrepid hellhound was more infuriated than injured, wiping her maw clean of the dribbling saliva that attempted to escape.* "A..alright, now things are starting to get interesting~" *The enamored wolfmother uttered under her breath, spotting Christie's momentary, immobilized state she quickly hatched a plan that would capitalize on it.*

*Spinning herself around, Claudia clasped either edge of the adjacent turnbuckle, leaping to the highest peak before steadying herself atop it. The audience was astonished at how quickly she managed to recuperate from the previous blow to both her ego and her body, but expected nothing less from their energized heroine. Taking a quick moment to glance over her shoulder, she took to the skies, flipping through the air in an attempt to land a massive moonsault to turn the tide!*

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This was Christie’s element. The grave Keeper had a knack for taking the proudest and most headstrong fighters and grinding them down into docile, whimpering losers with no hope for anything less than certain defeat. Claudia wasn’t quite as beaten down as Christie might have liked, but the wind was certainly being pulled from the wolf girls sails. That proud, annoying tone of hers was finally gone, and beating the shit out of Claudia while she was down was...well, as fun as one might expect. The concerned cries from the losers and fanboys outside the ring certainly helped feed Christie’s ego a good bit.

The kick Christie threw out managed to do its job in smacking Claudia around, but the Hellhound hadn’t fallen yet. On the contrary. Claudia had managed to trip Christie up a bit, the Grave Keeper finding herself on the floor, unharmed but vulnerable. If the positions were reversed, then Christie would have already made it clear the folly of being down on the floor in the middle of a fight was. But Claudia had something else in mind. Rather then pounce, the stupid dog wanted to please the losers outside of the ring by showing them one of Claudia’s tricks. As quick as a flash, the Hellhound jumped atop the nearest corner, giving Christie a smug look over her shoulder before jumping off the top to perform a Moonsault midair.

To which Christie rolled away from.

A disappointing display! One that showed what quality of fighter Claudia truly was, or lack thereof. She hadn’t even tried to stun Christie! Just run and jump off the corner and hope for the best! It seemed Christie had overestimated this girl, the brainless beast barely putting up a challenge at this point!

Should Claudia have a rough landing, she would soon find the icy grip of Christie’s fingers around her wolf hood, tugging her head up so that she was forced to look into Christie’s crimson snake-eyes! A smug expression was plastered across Christie’s face, like she was holding in a laugh at Claudia’s expense!

“Was that it? Just jumping off like that? No plan or anything like that? I’ve seen some really stupid people enter the ring, but that little play of yours was downright suicidal! I mean, were you even thinking, you little fuck? Or were you too busy drooling and yapping for those pathetic fans of yours?”

*Claudia, while not extremely acquainted with the vast skies above her, was remarkably talented in regards to controlling her taut figure. Gravity allowed her to effortlessly coast through the open air without much overexertion, until she inadvertently lost track of her target and ultimately ended up smashing her stomach across the vacant canvas!*

"GGAAAH!" *The injured wolf exhaled deeply, her body twitching from the inconceivable amount of anguish she had sustained. Much to the dismay of the audience, Christie appeared to be returning to her feet, leaving the debilitated den mother at the mercy of the merciless marauder!*

*Unbeknownst to her aggressor however, this elaborate act was all going according to plan- Claudia had maintained a perfect visual on her prey, and once she spotted the slightest sign of movement, tucked her shins inward to mitigate the brunt of the overall impact, thereby convincing everyone around her of the facetious pain she was currently suffering from!*

"That's right...a little closer..." *She murmured under her breath, waiting for the most opportune time to pounce. Once the cruel succubus had snagged a palmful of her glorious mane, she abruptly launched skyward to try and crack her jaw with a knee strike, gracefully planting the base of her boot against the inner layer of flesh near the outskirts of Christie's leg for
maximum effect!*

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"Open wide bitch!" *She aggressively howled, seeking to redeem herself for having woefully mistimed her previous attack by knocking Christie flat on her nonexistent ass, potentially swinging the pendulum of momentum back into her direction!*

Christie could hear Claudia murmur something underneath her breath. Christie could only imagine what was going through the Hellhounds mind at the time, but she didn’t even care to do that. Claudia wasn’t worth the trouble. This was shaping up to be a quick fight, bordering on the embarrassment that was Christie’s debut. A waste of time, just like Clara Wonders was. All Christie had to do was wrap things up and place a pretty big [i]Fuck You[/] bow for management. They shouldn’t be sending her girls like this, and it was high time they understood that.

“What was that? I can’t hear you, you cocky little Bitch! If you’re gonna cry, why not do it for the cameras!”

The Grave Keeper gave Claudia’s hood a rough tug! She was going to show the entire world this girl's pathetic expression! Or, at least she was until Claudia turned out to be faking the entire thing! Before Christie even had an idea what was happening, Claudia was using Christie’s own leg as a stepping stool to fire off a quick rising knee to the jaw! The blow landed flush, and the impact was immediate! Christie’s head was flung back with an audible CRACK as her jaw was slammed shut! Only a quick grunt of pain came from the Grave Keeper as she fell flat on her back, a small spittle of blood flying from her mouth in a rather comical fashion for someone of Christie’s reputation!

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Christie's serpent eyes stared up at the overhead lights, her expression one of surprise and confusion. What the hell just happened? With such a quick blow to the head, Christie was off balanced and confused, nowhere near cognitive enough to understand anything for the next few seconds!