A Wolf in Sheep's Clothing

After a not very successful start, Sintharia began to level the situation. Gathering her strength, she first stopped the onslaught of her rival, and then began her own offensive. She had to play not the way she was used to, but it didn't really matter. Now it was important for her to find out what this blonde is capable of.

Gradually increasing the pressure, the Komodo Dragon forced Belinda to move back. Because of this, the corners of the brown-haired girl's lips slightly lifted. Instead of continuing to push Belinda on the ropes, she was going to start directing the pressure downward in order to force the Swedish girl to her knees.

But, apparently, her rival had slightly different plans. Sintharia felt Belinda straining her arms, trying to neutralize the American girl's advance. And she succeeded, because after a few moments Sintharia was no longer able to continue pushing her rival.

For a few seconds, both girls stood still. Each of them tried to continue moving forward, causing their upper body parts to touch. Sintharia felt the elastic breasts of her rival. And while the American girl was not one of those who were too interested in the sexual side of the match, she couldn't deny that it was a pleasant feeling.

And then Sintharia began to move back again under the pressure of the blonde. Despite the fact that they were almost identical in physique, Belinda began to gain the advantage again. It seems that she had a lot more experience in such direct confrontations. Sintharia took a step back again and her back came closer and closer to the ropes.

"You never back down, do you?" asked Sintharia. "Commendable."

Not wanting to be between Belinda and the ropes, Sintharia decided to change tactics. She intended to throw her rival's hand aside in order to create free space. And if she succeeded, she would try to take advantage of this in order to take a step forward and turn around. She was going to wrap her right hand around the Swedish girl's neck and close the lock with her free hand. Straining her arms, she wanted to tilt Belinda down and create some discomfort for her with a side headlock hold.

“Even more commendable,” Sintharia said after hearing her opponent's reply.

Every word and every movement added to the knowledge of the American girl. She was going to put it together a complete picture in order to then analyze it. Thanks to her criminal intelligence, what was hidden to many others was open to her. She knew better than anyone that the most insignificant details were almost the most important. In what was obvious to others, she saw leverage.

Belinda seemed to match exactly what she said. As soon as the brown-haired girl closed the Swedish girl in the hold, she began to resist. She first grabbed Sintharia 's hips, apparently trying to regain balance and find a fulcrum, and then she began to try to loosen her grip on her neck. Despite the fact that at the moment Sintharia had a slight advantage, she knew that it was impossible to stand still, this would only give Belinda the opportunity to act.

Perhaps in a different situation she would have gone to something more heavy, but now it was important for her to maintain a calm pace and not show more than was necessary. In addition, she had a very good option in order to give events a development and at the same time maintain her advantage. Sintharia raised herself on her tiptoe and then turned to the left, so she partially pressed her back against Belinda's stomach. The corners of her lips lifted slightly as she pulled her sparring partner's head down.

It was indeed a very simple move, but even so, Sintharia operated with surgical precision. She was going to throw Belinda over her right hip with a hip toss. And if she could make the blonde fall on her back, then she would go after her. Sintharia was going to continue to hold the Swedish girl's neck, because it took away her strength. In addition, now it will be even more difficult for Belinda to get out, because Sintharia was going to press her to the mat, making a pressure on her chest.

Self-irony? Or just a useless joke? Sintharia preferred to think that Belinda's words were referring to the first assumption. However, the American girl was agreed with this. She also disliked when things didn't go according to plan. You could even say she hated it when things didn't go according to plan. You always have to take observational errors into account, but a really good plan should always be done the way it was intended. That is why Sintharia was the one who is planning things in the gang.

Having successfully realized the throw, she continued to hold the blonde, drawing more and more air from her lungs. Even though it was a very simple hold, it was effective. And Belinda seemed to understand that too. This girl definitely had good composure as she soon applied the best tactics in this situation, even Sintharia was forced to admit it.

The girl snorted in displeasure when she felt Belinda's palms on her face. She tried to resist, but her sparring partner's strong arms gradually pushed her back and weakened her hold. At some point, this was enough for the Swedish girl to deftly lift her legs up and put them around Sintharia's neck.

"Ghhhh..." she groaned involuntarily.

In the blink of an eye, Sintharia was in a lying position, while Belinda's scissors squeezed her throat, preventing her from breathing freely. She didn't waste time. She intended to use her left hand to pull off the blonde's upper leg. At the same time, she tried to use her right hand to shove it between her sparring partner's legs in order to relieve the pressure on her neck.

Sintharia had no doubts that she would not be able to hold the lead for too long. Her rival was too experienced, so the change of leadership was highly expected. But, despite the fact that the neck of the American woman was sandwiched between the strong legs of the blonde, she was not going to just lie down and lose strength.

But, apparently, Belinda was not happy with this alignment of events. As soon as the brown-haired woman began to resist, Belinda only increased the pressure. The pain level increased significantly, causing Sintharia to let out a painful groan. The Swedish woman definitely had strong legs, now she could feel it to the fullest.

She hoped to be able to quickly free herself from these scissors, but now it became increasingly clear that Belinda was not going to give her such an opportunity. And although Sintharia was confident that she could do it, she also knew that it would cost her too much effort. She needed a different tactic. And she had a contingency plan for this case.

Thanks to Belinda, when in the first minutes of their sparring she took the advantage, starting to push Sintharia back, they were now quite close to the ropes. The American girl strained her arms, trying to loosen Belinda's grip just a little. And if she succeeded, she intended to use her flexible body in order to throw her legs to the side and try to hook the bottom rope. She needed freedom and saw nothing wrong with getting this freedom by a rope break.

Sintharia coughed slightly after the grip on her neck disappeared. The sudden resumption of oxygen access was not the most pleasant sensation. However, it was definitely better than if she remained in the hold of the blonde. The American woman grabbed the middle rope and got up to one knee, catching her breath.

Despite the fact that the events of this sparring did not develop too active, she had already gathered some information that was useful to her. It was difficult for her to restrain herself, but it was necessary. She didn't want Belinda to learn more than was necessary. She was going to save all the trump card up her sleeve. Taking a deep breath, Sintharia got to her feet and turned to face her sparring partner.

Hearing Belinda's words, the brown-haired woman smiled slightly. Perhaps any fighter could come to the conclusion that the rope break was the best solution in this situation. The only difference was that Sintharia made this decision very quickly. She prided herself on her ability to make quick decisions. It was too early to tell if Belinda fully realized this, but Sintharia drew some conclusions.

“You're exaggerating,” she replied simply.

Without warning, she rushed forward. The distance was not too far, so she moved slightly to the right, and then moved to the left. She was going to slightly confuse Belinda, so that the blonde did not have time to react to a quick right low kick aimed at the left knee of the Swedish woman. In this way, she was about to upset Belinda's balance and weaken her defenses. And if she did, she would try to make one more step to duck, and then send a hard left cross straight into her sparring partner's solar plexus.