Sophia Kin vs Claire Eziyar

After having her punch blocked, Claire moved to dodge the incoming uppercut. Sophia's fist passed dagerously close to her chin, but fortunately it hadn't hit her. Continuing her assault, Claire's next move would be a sharp kick aimed at the side of Sophia's knee. If it connected, Claire would then follow with a hook to Sophia's cheek, looking to rattle her defense and balance.

After the uppercut, Sophia knew that she couldn't defend any more attacks. The kick hit the side of her knee, which made her buckled a bit and winced her eyes, but what's unfortunate for her was the incoming hook. It was too late to react as it squarely hit her on her cheek, sending her down to the mat on her side, completely dazing her. Her vision was spinning, for she doesn't even know where she is after that powerful blow.

Taking advantage of Sophia's state of diziness, Claire got closer to set up one of her special moves. She would grab both of the girl's legs and neatly wrap them around her own right one. Then, holding onto sophia's ankles, she would flip her over, and if that worked she'd have Sophia locked in what seemed to be a normal sharpshooter, though she had not completed the move yet.

Sophia didn't resist much, even after being placed in a sharpshooter since the previous attack still made her very dizzy. She didn't even try reaching for the ropes, showing that she's a bit dazed, but the sudden pain in her back send her back into reality. She gritted her teeth, not wanting to show a sign of weakness even in her tired state, but it seems to prove futile for her. Even so, she tried reaching for the ropes, unaware that she was nearly still in the center of the ring.

Noticing that Sophia had started to crawl towards the ropes, Claire leaned back. And more. And more. At every second, Sophia's back was bent further, until her body made a tight curve. By this point, most of her body would have been pulled away from the mat; the only parts that still touched it wwould be her breasts and her head. It was one of Claire's finishers, "Euclid's Nightmare".

"Come on, isn't that enough?" Claire asked Sophia, straining herself to keep the hold as tight as possible.

"AHHHH!!" Sophia's eyes widened as she screamed when her back was bent in a very unnatural way. She buried her head in the mat and clutched her head, the pain too unbearable for her. Tears was already forming in the corner of her eyes, even though it is not visible to everyone since her face was hidden. "N-NO!" And then suddenly, she tried reaching for the ropes again, looking at the ropes closest to her, but it seemed so far from where she is.

Claire could not bend Sophia's back any further than that, so she would hold her in place, maintaining the painful-looking position she had put Sophia in. She thought it highly unlikely that Sophia would reach the ropes from where they were, but it was not impossible. "Nnh... Don't make it hard for yourself! It's over!" She tried to persuade Sophia between grunts. The thrill of the fight had left her body a long time ago, and now she had her eyes only on victory.

Sophia's hand was reaching for the ropes, but it was visibly shaking from the pain she was suffering from. She buried her head into the mat again, until she couldn't handle it anymore. "I submit! I submit!" She said as she started tapping her hand on the mat, not stopping until the submission hold was released. She had reached her limit...

The sound of the bell echoed across the auditory, and to Claire it just sounded like a breath of fresh air. She released Sophia from the submission on the spot, letting her legs spring back to the mat, and walked some steps away from her, smiling and drinking the crowd's cheers. Exhausted, she needed some rest urgently, and actually fell down on her butt. Her body and attire were drenched in her own sweat, and her white bikini top now clung tightly to her soaked chest.

Sophia's lower body flopped down onto the mat. She panted for dear life, her back literally almost broken. Her face was buried onto the mat, and her body was motionless. Slowly, she rolled onto the back and looked up at the top of the cage, and the bright ceiling lights beyond that. One of her hand was lapped over her forehead to help block some of the lights that are blinding her. "My first loss..." She muttered, apparently disappointed, but still found herself a long way to go.