[Casket Match] Charlotte Ravel' vs Ragna Lemoine - What will be carved on your gravestone?

Charlotte always tried to leave all emotions outside the ring. She was well aware that every match should be perceived only as a match and nothing more. Why? Because if your thoughts are not focused on the match, it can lead to mistakes. And any mistake, in turn, can cause defeat. Therefore, the Frenchwoman tried to enter any match without anything personal.

But she would be lying if she said that she treats this match without something personal. It was a matter of honor for her now. Ragna challenged her for a reason. This woman wanted to make a big name for herself thanks to Charlotte's big name. Did it hurt the Frenchwoman? No, it's not about that at all. Her opponent chose the easy way. She counted on the fact that she would be able to avoid all that Charlotte had to go through in order to become one of the best and recognizable here.

But the truth was that there are no easy ways. Charlotte agreed to this match. And the stakes were high. But she was going to show her rival that if she really wanted to achieve something, then she chose the wrong path. Perhaps Charlotte no longer called herself the Sand Lizard, but the remnants of her honor were still with her. And she was ready to defend it.

The pink-haired woman was going to win today. With fire in her heart, she sent a quick and powerful kick to her opponent's head. It seemed that Ragna would have no chance to do anything about it, because the Frenchwoman acted with lightning speed. But, to Charlotte's surprise, Ragna reacted. She didn't dodge the kick, but used her hand to create a block. Charlotte's foot crashed into her opponent's forearm.

"You're a hotshot..." the Frenchwoman thought.

Those who have already faced Charlotte in matches knew that even her blocked kick brings with it huge problems. The pink-haired woman's legs were the most powerful part of her body and of all the martial arts she used, taekwondo was the pinnacle of her skill. It was visible even at this moment. Ragna's body leaned back and at some point it looked like she would just fall out of the ring. But, one way or another, the other Frenchwoman was able to stand still.

Well, Charlotte could work with that. One more kick and then nothing will save Ragna. The Frenchwoman was going to put her foot back on the mat and start another spin. But... why couldn't she move her leg? Charlotte's eyes widened for a moment when she realized that her opponent had grabbed her leg. The pink-haired woman's mind ordered her to use her other leg, but it was too late, Ragna rushed forward.

"Ggaahh!!" Charlotte cried out.

Her opponent's outstretched arm slammed into her chest. Considering the size of Ragna, this strike was more than powerful and effective. The ground was knocked out from under Charlotte's feet and a moment later she collapsed on the mat. The young woman involuntarily hugged her chest, trying to calm the pain and take a deep breath.

There was no doubt that this match would not be one-sided. Given the background and the high stakes, Charlotte had no doubt that Ragna would try to take her through all the circles of hell in order to make a big name. And, of course, Charlotte herself, in turn, was ready to do everything in her power to prevent this. The other Frenchwoman hurt her pride. And this was the first time that Charlotte's match was accompanied by an open conflict. So it was quite fair to expect that none of them intended to concede today.

Although Charlotte was ready to admit that she had made a mistake. She couldn't say that she underestimated Ragna, but what happened was too unexpected for her. And she had to pay for it. The weight and muscles of the other Frenchwoman gave her incredible pure physical strength. Charlotte's chest felt it fully when she collapsed on the mat.

The Frenchwoman tried to normalize her breathing, but now her lungs seemed to be squeezed. There was no doubt that Ragna was the largest woman she had ever encountered. Even her former rival wasn't that big. Although Charlotte didn't have time to think about it right now. The other Frenchwoman didn't waste any time. She forced Charlotte into a sitting position, and a moment later she lost all access to oxygen as Ragna wrapped her arms around her neck.

“Gghhmm...” Charlotte groaned.

Damn. It was like a real hydraulic press. The size of her opponent's arm was so large that pressure was exerted on her neck, leaving no free space. The Frenchwoman threw both her hands up in order to grab her opponent's hand and at least slightly loosen her grip.

Accompanied by the words of her rival, Charlotte began to look for at least some options for how she could gain freedom. This is a hardcore match, so it's useless to count on rope break. And trying to surpass Ragna in pure physical strength sounded like a madness. Feeling that oxygen was leaving her lungs by the second, Charlotte could not find a more suitable option.

“Speed in every strike...” she mentally reminded herself.

She was going to put her right palm on her left fist and move her hands forward. But this was only necessary in order to then direct the left arm back, increasing the speed with the movement of the right arm. The plan was simple. Charlotte was going to hit her opponent's ribs with a back elbow strike. And then she was going to do the same thing, but using her right arm. She saw no other choice but to check what would happen faster, would her lungs run out of oxygen or would Ragna's ribs break?

Being in this position was the last thing Charlotte wanted. Perfectly understanding the difference in weight and pure physical strength, it was not difficult for the Frenchwoman to guess that her opponent was going to exhaust her. And that was the reason for Charlotte to try to get free as soon as possible.

The young woman used technique combined with speed in order to strengthen her strikes. Sending her elbows into Ragna's ribs, she heard the painful groans of the other Frenchwoman. This was a good sign, because the oxygen in the pink-haired woman's lungs was quickly running out.

After a few stikes, Ragna began to get to her feet, thereby forcing Charlotte to get up too. There was no point in resisting, because if she tried to stay down, it would only increase the pressure on her neck. However, at the same time, Charlotte understood that Ragna decided to do this for a reason. Despite the increasing pain in her lungs, Charlotte began to hit more often and harder.

And it seemed that it worked, because as soon as both women were on their feet, Ragna's grip abruptly disappeared, thanks to which Charlotte was able to breathe again. Although, if you have experienced strangulation at least once, then you should be aware of what the rapid influx of oxygen leads to.

"Kha! Kha!" the pink-haired woman started coughing.

Charlotte intended to take a few steps forward to create a distance between her and Ragna, because she was still in a dangerous position due to a weakened state after a lack of oxygen. However, as soon as she tried to take the first step, her opponent grabbed her hip. And although Charlotte tried to resist, another Frenchwoman lifted her above the mat, turning her upside down. And before she could do anything, Ragna began to fall forward.

"Aaaaahhhh!!" cried Charlotte.

Her back hit the mat and maybe she could have handled it, but the problem was that Ragna fell on top of her, thereby pressing Charlotte into the mat. The considerable weight of her rival gave her an advantage in such things, because now the pink-haired woman felt nothing but pain. She would have liked to throw Ragna aside, but after the chokehold and such a hard throw, she clearly needed a few moments to pull herself together.

Weight categories were invented for a reason. This match was the best proof of that. Thanks to regular sparring with Astrid, Charlotte is somewhat used to facing larger opponents. However, the case of Ragna was special, because even Astrid could not compare with her in weight.

The Frenchwoman's back was in agony after a hard fall, but the biggest problem was that she could hardly breathe. Ragna's weight pressed down on Charlotte's chest, preventing her from taking a deep breath. And she understood that if she did not do something about it, then everything would end very badly, because without oxygen her body would simply not be able to move. The pink-haired woman gritted her teeth and prepared herself.

But before she could do anything, her opponent started to act first. Apparently, the other Frenchwoman decided to continue to act actively, preferring heavy moves. Ragna got to her feet and grabbed Charlotte's head in order to lift her to her feet too. Charlotte's breathing was heavy and she had to submit to the actions of her rival, trying to choose the right moment.

Her heart began to beat faster when Ragna made it clear what she was up to. Leaving Charlotte in a bent position, she wrapped her arm around Charlotte's neck. At that moment, the pink-haired woman felt how much her opponent's body was straining. Ragna was preparing for a heavy suplex. And the Frenchwoman had enough experience to understand that after this suplex, it would take her a lot of effort to get back into the game. She couldn't let that happen.

At the moment when the other Frenchwoman was about to lift Charlotte into the air, the young woman abruptly raised her left leg, pressing her shin against Ragna's crotch. No, it was by no means a low blow, it was only necessary to prevent the other Frenchwoman from lifting her. If Charlotte had really managed to prevent her rival, she would have tried to get full lungs of air.

"Raaa!!" she would have roared.

Charlotte intended to move her left leg back and then use every inch of that leg's muscles to send a hard knee strike straight into her opponent's core. She needed to block Ragna's breathing, as this was just the beginning. And if she really succeeded, the pink-haired woman would immediately wrap her arms around the neck of the other Frenchwoman, thereby fixing a front facelock hold. The rest seemed very obvious. In order to balance the scales, the young woman intended to lean back as sharply as possible in order to smash Ragna's head on the mat with the help of a classic, but heavy DDT!

It would be too naive to expect any of them to give less than a hundred percent in this match. They both got a chance to get closer to their goals. And although these goals were different, there was no doubt that both Charlotte and Ragna would try to get a victory in this match, regardless of what price they would have to pay for it.

The Frenchwoman felt weak after her opponent's powerful attacks. However, she had a lot of experience behind her back. Thanks to the Amazon, who almost broke her back, the pink-haired woman realized that in any situation, she need to do everything possible to prevent a heavier opponent from gaining a lot of control.

Not wanting to be at the bottom again, Charlotte did not allow Ragna to make a suplex. And it was clear that the other Frenchwoman was ready to try again, but Charlotte's knee, which crashed into Ragna's core, became a serious obstacle in Ragna's way. Having deprived her rival of air, the pink-haired woman got a chance. And such a chance should not be missed.

Grabbing Ragna's neck, Charlotte leaned back, driving her opponent's head hard into the mat. It was hard to say what was louder at that moment, the collision of the other Frenchwoman's head with the ring or the screams of the audience who enjoyed this tense match.

The force of the collision was great enough that Ragna literally bounced off the mat, shifting to the side. Breathing heavily, Charlotte did not hesitate. She took a sitting position and then grabbed the middle rope. Her opponent was holding her head, which was clearly not in the best condition after the DDT.

"Je vais vous montrer pourquoi j'ai gagné le droit de me battre pour le titre mondial!" Charlotte said.

She still felt pain in her chest after Ragna crushed her with a large weight, because of this, deep breaths brought Charlotte pain. But if she was afraid of pain, then she would never have become who she is. Opening her mouth wide, she took a deep breath. The pain made her face contort, but her blood was filled with oxygen.

Pulling the middle rope, she jumped to her feet and at the same second she ran to her opponent, hoping to catch her before she fully regained her strength. Ragna decided to take the easy way by playing on Charlotte's pride. She knew that a victory on such a rival would advance her in the ranking by many positions ahead. But Charlotte wanted to let her know that there are no easy ways.

And in order for the brown-haired woman to learn this lesson, Charlotte intended to jump forward and up. The young woman was going to bend her right leg at the knee, and then straighten this leg into the back of Ragna's head. She wanted to drive her opponent's face into the mat again, but this time in a much tougher way, because it was a destructive curb stomp!