AV 21 Ouka Shumisen vs Charlotte Ravel

It was one of those things that perfectly showed how much Charlotte had changed since she came here. A lot of water has already flowed since she decided to stay in Japan after seven years of traveling the world. Yes, she is still the same as she was, because she did not doubt her moral principles for a moment. But at the same time she became better, especially as a fighter.

Charlotte didn't want to remember this period of her life, but she was honest with herself and she knew that it was a series of matches with the Amazon that changed her. Despite the fact that after the Summer Splash she was broken both physically and mentally, the Frenchwoman found the strength to return to the ring. And this match was significant for her. Not only because it was a tough challenge for her as a fighter, but also because now Charlotte was fighting to regain her honor and her self-confidence.

Therefore, she was ready to do anything to keep her rival under control. Ouka was tough as hell, but Charlotte was going to be even tougher. Perhaps any other fighter in her place would think three times before deciding on such a move. But now there was no doubt in the heart of the pink-haired woman. Thanks to the speed and the top rope, she soared into the air. And a few seconds later, her elbow crashed into Ouka's head like a cannonball.

And the effect of this dangerous attack was more than impressive. The red-haired woman was thrown back with such power that her path ended only at the moment when she first crashed into the metal barricade, and then collapsed on the concrete floor, clutching her head. Although, of course, the consequences have not spared Charlotte either.

After such an attack, it was almost impossible to land on her feet and therefore there was nothing surprising in the fact that the Frenchwoman collapsed to the floor. Of course, it would have hurt in any case, but now Charlotte could not restrain a painful groan. As much as she didn't want to ignore it, but now any impact on her body was many times more painful than it would have been if she had entered the match with fresh strength.

Gritting her teeth, Charlotte slammed her fist on the concrete floor and got to her feet. Now was not the time to rest. Any delay was unforgivable to her. If Ouka can get at least a moment of rest, then for Charlotte it will mean very serious consequences. So she was going to attack until they were both equally battered and tired. That's when it will be possible to say that this is an equal match.

"Outside the ring again..." muttered Charlotte.

One of her matches before the Avalanche almost completely took place outside the ring. And she still remembered what she had to face then. At that time, her opponent was a tough red-haired woman like Ouka. Therefore, despite all the blood that was shed in that match, the Frenchwoman perceived it as an experience, albeit very tough.

The young woman was determined to grab her rival's head and force her to rise slightly. No, she didn't need to lift Ouka to her feet, it was enough for the American woman's head to be at the level of Charlotte's hips. After all that the Frenchwoman has been through, there is hardly a single person in this hall who would doubt the fact that she is ready to go to any cruelty during the match. There is no place for pity during a fight. And now she was going to prove it once again.

Charlotte intended to place Ouka's head between her already sweaty thighs and then bend forward. Her voluminous breasts would have pressed against her opponent's back and at that moment she was going to wrap her arms around Ouka's waist. Does anyone have a guess? Right. Charlotte was about to straighten up to her full height, lifting Ouka off the floor and placing the red-haired woman on her shoulders. No pity. No mercy. Charlotte was determined to direct Ouka's body down with a classic powerbomb! Was there anything special here? Everyone can judge this differently. But the fact remained. Charlotte sent her opponent's back not to the floor, but straight to the top of the damn metal barricade!

As soon as Charlotte was outside the ring, she caught herself on an interesting thought. It hadn't occurred to her before, but now she realized something. She has been preparing for this match for the last six months. After her lifeless body was carried out on a stretcher at the end of her title shot, she gradually began to change. Previously, the Frenchwoman tried to avoid hardcore matches, considering it something that should not be associated with a real fighter.

But life is a very interesting thing. After losing the most important match in her life, the young woman realized that she needed to move forward. She still considered herself a noble fighter, but after being defeated by the Amazon, she began to look at many things differently. Including hardcore matches. For some, hardcore is nothing more than a legitimate way to use the dirtiest techniques possible. But Charlotte decided that her path would be different. Blood and pain. These things will make her stronger. That was the decision she made.

And this led to the fact that almost every match after the Summer Splash was with hardcore rules. Only the matches with Adrian and Belinda were held under the auspices of the standard rules. All of Charlotte's other matches were filled with blood and brutality. But she got through it. And now she's here. Now she was ready to use everything she had been through to defeat this red-haired woman. It wasn't just a match for her. It was a chance for her. A chance to get back what she lost.

Therefore, the Frenchwoman acted as if her life depended on every movement. Ouka clearly did not expect such a dynamic start and therefore now the match was under the control of the pink-haired woman. They were outside the ring. Charlotte had a very rich experience in this field. And she was going to use it. Taking advantage of Ouka's weakened condition, she was determined to throw the American woman on a metal barricade with a powerbomb.

Ouka's head was between Charlotte's thighs. She wrapped her arms around her opponent's waist and now she had only to finish what she had started. The Frenchwoman strained her arms and tried to lift her opponent. But as soon as she tried to do it, to her surprise, Ouka stayed where she was. More precisely, she dropped lower, thereby creating an obstacle for Charlotte on the way to the powerbomb. The Frenchwoman snorted irritably. She tightened her arms even more. Maybe she was weak right now, but if Ouka thinks it will stop her, then she's wrong.

Charlotte was going to invest even more strength and this time lift her opponent. But before she tried to do this, the red-haired woman herself got up, but certainly not in order to simplify Charlotte's task. Ouka put her hands on Charlotte's knees and continued to straighten up. Because of this, the Frenchwoman's body rose above the floor. It all happened too fast. Her eyes widened as she realized what was about to happen. Her body went over the metal barricade, the audience managed to part at the last moment.

"Aaaachhh!" she screamed.

Charlotte collapsed on the concrete floor. Her back arched because of the pain. It wasn't the toughest throw and maybe if they were in the ring, she would even be able to try to get to her feet right away. But now she fell not on the mat, but on the concrete floor, so even such a simple movement was enough to bring down her pace. She bared her teeth. Because her body was covered with bruises, the pain for her was much more significant. But she shouldn't give her rival the lead. Charlotte clenched her jaw and, trying to ignore the pain, rolled over on her stomach, and then began to get to her feet.

It would be too naive to expect that she would be able to maintain control for too long, especially considering her condition after the previous match. However, Charlotte really thought she could do more damage to her opponent before the scales were shaken. If she managed to complete the powerbomb, it would be a big argument to even their chances. But Ouka was tough and, despite all the efforts of the Frenchwoman, she found the strength to counterattack.

This led to the fact that now the pink-haired woman was surrounded by spectators and chairs. Ironically, she caught herself thinking that if the audience hadn't stepped aside, then her fall would most likely have been less painful. But it didn't matter, the only important thing was that now she needed to somehow cope with the consequences. Despite the pain all over her body, she knew that she had to get to her feet.

In another situation, she would most likely have put her palms near her head and jumped to her feet in one movement. Thanks to diligent training, she has learned to resist pain. But that was out of the question now. The previous wounds were fresh and Charlotte just physically couldn't act the way she was used to it. So she had to roll over on her stomach and start getting up on all fours before trying to get to her feet.

And, of course, for her rival it was a chance. Ouka, having tasted the advantage, hastened to use it. The Frenchwoman involuntarily remembered another woman she had encountered shortly before the Avalanche. At that time, her rival tried to make a big name for herself thanks to Charlotte's status. And today Ouka tried to do about the same thing. The only difference was that this time it was one of the biggest events of the year. So there was nothing surprising in the fact that the American woman almost instantly went on the offensive.

"Aaaaaahhhhh!!!" Charlotte screamed loudly.

She didn't see her opponent's attack, but she understood perfectly well what it was, because she had used this move far more than once. Ouka used the barricade as a springboard and then dropped her elbow at Charlotte. Charlotte's body crashed down again, pressing against the concrete floor and chairs that were scattered around. An unthinkable discharge of pain passed through her body, which made her continue to groan painfully. Her eyes were tightly closed and it didn't look like she was ready to try to get to her feet at the moment.

It was a very deplorable situation for Charlotte. Of course, she was strong, and it was no secret. However, even the audience understood that events were not developing in the best way for the Frenchwoman now. She did manage to start implementing her plan to quickly weaken Ouka, but she lost the advantage too soon. And that led to a much fresher Ouka dropping the elbow on her back.

The pink-haired woman wanted to roll away, but the pain in her body was too much. After Ouka's elbow fell on the Frenchwoman's back, she twitched convulsively several times, while her eyes filled with tears. Some viewers who were nearby began to think about one question. Was it possible that Charlotte decided to swallow too big a piece by agreeing to two matches in a row?

Well, they would still have time to think about it, but in the meantime, they were waiting for the continuation of the beating of the pink-haired woman. Ouka, despite the fact that the fall was not pleasant for her, quickly began to get to her feet, not forgetting to use Charlotte's back as a support, which caused the Frenchwoman to make a painful groan. Realizing that she had to do something, Charlotte tried to lift herself off the floor, despite the protests of her battered body.

But she was too slow. Before she could even get into a very position, the American woman grabbed her hair. Ouka was not going to show even a drop of sporting respect, which greatly annoyed Charlotte, who literally hated it when someone dragged her by the hair. But now she was in no position to take revenge on her rival. And Ouka understood that perfectly.

"Get off..." Charlotte said softly, grabbing Ouka's hand.

The Frenchwoman really tried to push Ouka away from herself, but it was too weak an attempt. Ouka changed her position almost unhindered. The audience began to make a lot of noise, realizing exactly what the American woman was up to. Charlotte also understood this, but the problem was that she could not prevent it in any way. Ouka grabbed her in the thigh area and then lifted her into the air. Gusts of wind tousled Charlotte's hair, and then the arena was filled with her scream.

"Aaaahhhh!!"

Her body crashed into a row of chairs. Charlotte's scream was even louder than the grinding of metal. A few moments later, the Frenchwoman was back on the concrete floor, although there were chairs under some parts of her body. The pain due to such frequent interaction with metal was truly wild. Lying on her stomach, Charlotte tried to take deep breaths, but even with this she had problems. Not only because of fatigue, but also because one of the chairs was right under her breasts. The pink-haired woman put her hand under her chest and made sure that it was a chair, because her palm clenched a cold metal.