Charlotte Harenwood vs Claudia Kwon - Strike Hard

Charlotte was often accused of having tunnel vision when it came to things that she was after, be it either her studies or learning a new martial art. This carried over in her fights, while the French girl could keep track of her opponent at least it did make her susceptible to blindsiding. When the sensual and lethal hellhound was in front of her it made the warrior and bull mentality that the duel seeker rear its head, indeed this was no longer a simple bout for the French woman but to her this was war. 

Fitting enough that Claudia donned the attire that she did, for defeating one that bore a mantle like hers would make for an excellent story at the end of all of this. Claudia spoke of how combat wasn't everything, that briefly made Ms Harenwood's eyebrow twitch. Did Claudia treat this as some kind of game?! Well admittedly Charlotte wouldn't have put it past her with that onesie of hers but Charlotte in spite of her tunnel vision had been able to tell this much, Claudia was a fighter that knew exactly what they were doing.......

Case in point Claudia had a good height advantage on the duel seeker and would take advantage of her lack of wrestling lockup experience by suddenly hefting her up onto her shoulders and bodily tossing Charlotte right over the top rope! The duel seeker's eyes bulged out wide as she was flung overboard and sent crashing down to the outside! Charlotte grunted loudly, thankfully landing square on her back but damn it still stung like hell. 

She lay there unmoving save for the steady breathing of her chest, the ref moved nearby and asked aloud if Charlotte was still aware and wanting to continue. Yet even with her battered form Charlotte nodded before swearing in French, Charlotte might have flung out of the castle, but his warrior woman was far from done! Just once that pain in her back went away!

*While she was naturally proficient at concealing her fatigue and malaise, Claudia was beginning to feel the cracks in her outward visage begin to crack- Charlotte was slightly heavier than she had originally anticipated, causing her to slightly stagger after having viciously catapulted her towards the outside of the arena! Once the ruckus applause from the spectators began to die down, she took the lull in combat as a means to get in a momentary respite, wiping the perspiration from her forehead to keep her vision clear.*

*Glancing over her shoulder, she instantly spotted the French brawler struggling to regain her footing, coaxing out a sheepish grin to emerge upon Claudia's face.* "Hehe...seems like I exceeded her expectations~" *Suddenly, she was struck by a dangerously daring idea- Storming towards the opposite end of the ring, she sprang off the ropes, garnering a strong degree of momentum before taking flight to the outside!*

"Peek-a-boo!" *Was the only thing she could conjure up while soaring through the air, shrieking it at a high volume while extending her knees downwards to try and impale Charlotte with the jagged edges of her knees for a brutal double knee drop attempt, the fans in attendance standing to their feet and gasping from Claudia's spontaneous attack!*

Spoiler:

Charlotte despite her regal background was no stranger to being scrappy outside of organised events, heck one could cite the time she first met Vivienne being a very good example of it where she got into a fight with some folks harassing them. Since then the French girl would gladly take it outside the gym if need be, hailing from a land where in the past allowing a stain on your name to go unchallenged was frowned upon only spurred Charlotte to square up with people. So long as her folks didn't know until later that was fine by her at least. Still with the lack of an arena it had made Charlotte realise that she had to be more aware of her surroundings, she had certainly wished she learned that prior to having Claudia toss her out the ring like they were atop some castle battlements however.

Still the duel seeker was self aware, she'd been knocked down before and could get back in this. Charlotte took the chance to catch her breath and ball her hands into fists while shuffling about to get her awareness back more, more over this was done out of full awareness that the hellhound with her lethal nature wasn't going to just stand idly by and let the Frenchwoman get back into this, no saved by the bell here. Sure enough Claudia was yelling out loud as she stormed towards the ring edge ready to cross the threshold in the hunt for Charlotte here! The duel seeker muttered "Aw hell....." Charlotte could already tell this was gonna hurt, time to run damage control and fast!

Ms Harenwood recalled a tidbit from a gym discussion with her fellows back in college, with how one can have a more durable back than a front. When in fear cover your rear as the saying went, Charlotte would react by shuffling around and making sure to broad her back as much as possible to prepare to take the hit. Sure enough Claudia would find her mark, Charlotte falling to the mat on her stomach in an attempt to try and cushion the blow best she could with the duel seeker giving a loud grunt and splaying out on the mat afterwards. Charlotte took the hit there but at least she didn't end up getting spiked on her head there, she was still in this for sure. But damn she'd need an ice pack after all this.

*As the aerodynamic Den Mother launched herself over the rope and onto the nearest French Femme Fatale, Claudia was already trying to formulate the next possible move she could realistically execute as her razor-sharp knees dug into the epidermis of her sedentary target, causing the audience to erupt in fervent applause from what they were witnessing transpire right before their eyes!*

"Nhhh...s..still..c..conscious down there?" *Claudia inquired, sounding relatively breathless from the extreme degree of anguish she was willingly putting her body through, knowing full well that the only feasible way she could emerge victorious was by going all out against her adversary, pulling Charlotte to her knees before snatching her inside of a vicious hug!*

*Within seconds, the aggressive canine was pursuing a different means of embracing her foe, hoisting her inches off the ground for a modified bearhug attempt!* "J..just..nngghh..p..pass out already!" *She viciously snapped, expelling every ounce of energy she had into this solitary move to try and diminish Charlotte's possibility of recovering anytime soon!*

Spoiler:

Charlotte had a tendency to struggle on the defence, it had been a flaw of hers she'd come to learn this from her MMA college days. It was better on the striking game though, Charlotte could check a kick or block a punch pretty well, could handle ground and pounds pretty well too. But this sort of thing was outside of her purview given that Claudia had just yeeted herself out from the ring and drove herself right into the French girl's back, it was the best thing Charlotte could have hoped for in retrospect. Trusting in her back that could shoulder the burdens of the Harenwood clan, she had more pressing issues however. Namely trying to handle the hellhound's hectic offence, damn Claudia was hard hitting. The duel seeker would have to forewarn her cousin Eliza of this should the dancing passion ever step foot against against Claudia one day.

Claudia asked aloud if Charlotte was still aware of herself, to which the French girl simply responded with "I'll fight.....till my last......breath......" 

Charlotte wasn't lying, the losses that the duel seeker had on her MMA record were all from KO. Which spoke towards the stubborn factor of Charlotte here, regardless she was gonna need to hold onto that factor if she was going to carry the match home for herself in this tension debut here. It seemed that Claudia was aware of this and decided to put the squeeze onto the French brawler with a modified bearhug! Giving the front row crowd an enticing display as the sweat from the two wrestlers would be viewable, followed by a loud and audible moan from Charlotte as she felt the pain shoot up into her back. Hot damn that stung like hell, Charlotte was feeling her breath be taken out of her lungs there in a wheeze.......

It seemed however that the moves that Claudia had executed took a fair bit of stamina in her own right, Charlotte could feel the jolts of pain get ever more present. But the hellhound was persistent, but so was the tryhard that was Ms Harenwood. Who decided to try and put her legs to good use by tightly wrapping them around Claudia's midriff and trying to rock the boat as it were and try to slip a hand out and punch the hellhound in the solar plexus to get her to stagger and feel the pressure!

*Claudia prided herself on constantly diversifying her strategic portfolio, never settling for anything that would be considered rudimentary or predictable- This had served her well over her years within the independent circuit, and just as it had back then, it was bearing fruit in her current skirmish against the wilting Frenchwoman. It was abundantly evident that she would be all but incapable of contending with her if she could keep her move locked in for a few more minutes.*

*The refusal to acknowledge the dire situation she was in only served as a catalyst to amplify the pressure around her victim's backside, but before that would transpire, Charlotte somehow conjured up enough expendable energy to lock her thighs around Claudia's unprotected flanks, her body feeling the excruciating pain from the exceedingly agonizing sting from the body scissors!*

"P..persistent..a..aren't we~" *Without a sliver of facetiousness in her cadence, the buckling wolf knew that in a contest of attrition, she might not be able to emerge victorious- She considered herself to be one of the toughest scrappers on the roster, but this was approaching an entirely new threshold of physical resilience which she personally didn't see it going in her favor!*

*Fluttering her eyes from the disorienting pain crawling up her backside, Claudia snarled before initiating her next movement- Hoisting the persistent aggressor up and over, she was hellbent on attempting to toss Charlotte overtop of her with a flash suplex!* "But since Ryan is watching, I can't let him perceive me as weak!"

Spoiler:

Charlotte was often referred to as stubborn, one that dragged and dug in her heels from start to finish. She would call it heart, the fighting spirit of the Harenwoods that started with the knights of old that she hailed from. But very rarely would the duel seeker find someone that could arguably match her in the determination factor, anyone who she fought in MMA that lasted to the last round was someone she could put there. 

But this was more hard hitting than any MMA match Charlotte had ever had, this was a hard and wild fight between a warrior and a beast. At this point Charlotte was actually enjoying herself more than she'd ever had despite the pain shooting through her body, was the duel seeker simply feeling adrenaline or just the blood struggling to flow through her body? Either way Charlotte made sure that Claudia was feeling the squeeze and getting a nice hard hit there on the chest area to help take the air out of her and discourage the hellhound from this continued path. When Claudia voiced of how persistent Charlotte was it would have made the duel seeker chuckle had she been able to, instead the French girl could only mutter out with "N-No shit....you.....mad lady....." 


It took one to know one it seemed, Claudia was likely realising the futility of this hold and the next thing Charlotte knew she was being bodily tossed overhead and landing in a crashed heap right on the ringside mats with a swift flash suplex! The duel seeker yelled loudly as she was flipped into it mercilessly and moaned aloud as she was stunned and laid out once again here on the outside, this hurt way more than ring she'd been in. The cameras had an upclose shot of it and managed to capture Claudia's proclamation of fighting on behalf of her beloved alpha male the Rebelling Paragon. 

The aforementioned one eyed lad had been watching all of this unfold and upon hearing that loud proclamation from his sensual and lethal wolfess Ryan jumped up from sitting atop Charlotte's maid Vivienne and clapped his hands and yelled "Yeessssssss! You tell em and get em Claudia!" Ryan would then lean down and grab the dutiful defender by the hair and make sure she was looking at the monitor watching all of this unfold and point at it and yell "Do you see it now you ignorant lout?! The might that only the worthy can truly bring to bear?! Witness it! WITNESS IT!" 


Vivienne could only mutter something and the name Charlotte before resuming her delirious state of being vaguely aware with the Rebelling Paragon casually keeping her head held up as they watched the match progress........

*Having twisted and contorted her taut figure sideways to flip Charlotte like an omelette, Claudia brushed her bangs out of her eyes while regaining a tincture of her balance, ascending up the ropes while witnessing the sea of sparkling lights fill the arena!* "Hmhm, I never knew this audience was full of sadists~" *Contemplating on what her next plan of attack should be comprised of, the malicious wolfmother suddenly hatched a brilliant idea; quickly sliding out of the edge of the arena, she would subsequently locate a folding chair- Nothing too outstanding about it upon first glance, but in the crimson canine's eyes, she saw nothing but limitless potential.*

*Rushing back into the ring, Claudia propelled herself forward, a vermillion streak that cut through the distance between herself and her victim within the blink of an eye before elevating herself entirely off the ground, coasting through the air while pressing the chair firmly against her chest!* "UP HERE!" *She shouted with a blood-curdling scream, attempting to smash against Charlotte with a body splash, reinforced with her metallic armor covering her midsection!*

Spoiler:

Charlotte was thinking of the last time she'd been this badly battered, even in those MMA matches where anything went save for nut shots and gouging and a select few other things had limits. In retrospect the only other time she was feeling this battered was when she fought Angela Gil over in Friction, this was in part of what it meant to be a warrior Charlotte reasoned in a semi delirious state. So be it then, the duel seeker wasn't some beltweight pansy. She could break this damn hellhound in two......with her bare hands! Once she got herself back up first! Yeah that was her motivation right now, as Claudia remarked on the sadists in attendance Charlotte would mutter in French to herself something about barbarians. She cared little for the peanut gallery as opposed to her Cousin Eliza oddly enough, she wasn't there for them she was here to prove herself!

The perpetual tryhard noticed that Claudia wasn't trying to keep at her right now, strange......that hellhound had been as relentless as her namesake and the French girl knew even now that'd she'd be up to no good. If anything however this allowed Charlotte to at least catch her breath and groan at the pain in her back and just about everywhere else too, but something told Charlotte that a lady of the nature of Ms Claudia wasn't going to just sit there politely and have a tea and croissant while Ms Harenwood lay there. Straining her neck around to try and get a better idea it seemed that Claudia was getting a chair for something, Charlotte was wondering when weapons were gonna get put in here. She was good with a kendo stick actually.

But Claudia was......actually gonna jump with it?! Charlotte mouthed out a quiet "Oh.....merde......" crap this was gonna hurt! Charlotte sprung into action, desperate to do something, anything to try and get outta this with her body intact. The duel seeker grunted and heaved up her legs, getting her ankles and knees in place to try and cushion the hit and stop Claudia dead in her tracks and get that hellhound to simmer down but damn this was gonna sting on the legs!

*Less aerodynamic than she had believed herself to be, Claudia managed to gain a tremendous amount of air once her feet untouched the ground, soaring across the ring and even managing to catch a glimpse of a handful of spectators who had their mouths agape at her unprecedented impression of a luchadora. Unfortunately, Charlotte had prognosticated what was to come, managing to elevate her knees just high enough to crack Claudia through the chair, acting as a type of lighting rod that ricocheted against the den mother's maw!*

"GGGGHHRRRH!" *The sudden impact reverberated across her unprepared facial region, sending her floundering backwards and sprawling out across the concrete, leaving her crumpled in a twitching pile of anguish and embarrassment.* "S..so..c..close.." *She tentatively whimpered aloud, slightly agitated yet lacking enough energy to try and crawl back onto her feet.*

Spoiler:

*The audience, meanwhile, had been reenergized by the sudden paradigm shift, conveying their appreciation towards the contest by pervasively chanting* "Holy shit! Holy shit!" *As the cameras flashing appeared like stars twinkling in the night sky, artificially illuminating the darker regions of the stadium!*