Yona Giovanna vs Speranza Doncy match 2 KO

Speranza figured ahe didn't see it coming. Yona didn't really know what moves she can do really. Speranza saw Yona coming and it look like she was gonna grapple her. What one way to stop that. Hitting her fast with a quick jab to her face followed by other punches to yona face. If that work she grabbed Yona head for a DTD onto the matt.

" that twice." She told her. It was clear that was a grapple since your using both hands. Speranza wonder if she will reversal her a third time.

Yona felt the sting of surprise as Speranza's quick jabs found their mark on her face. The unexpected assault disrupted her initial attempt at a grapple, leaving Yona momentarily dazed. The rapid succession of punches left her disoriented, and before she could regain her bearings, Speranza seized her head for a DDT.
Yona's head slammed onto the mat, and a jolt of pain shot through her. Groaning, she found herself momentarily stunned, the impact reverberating through her body. Speranza's comment about the grapple didn't escape her notice, and Yona felt a mixture of frustration and determination building within her. This wasn't how she envisioned the encounter. It was unthinkable that the woman could pose such a threat to her. Even the audience was a bit confused; the brunette shown to be bordering on one of the stronger women in the promotion.
The Greek woman wobbled her way onto her knees, Speranza standing in front of her. At that point, the tides of the war between the two heels has swayed in the direction of her opponent. It was clear on her face that she couldn't handle such defeat—not from someone she saw as inferior. She sunk her teeth down on her lower lip in frustration; her eyebrows furrowed, as she glared furiously at Speranza. If she wasn't still disoriented from her opponent's quick thinking and heavy attacks, she'd absolutely pounce at the woman, and ravage her like an animal.
"Fuck you, Shitanza. This isn't fucking over-! I'll make sure you never step into this ring again!" Yona yelled; blood seeping from her lower lip.

"In your dreams! Yobitch!"

Speranza does have a bit of a better way to fuck of Yona using her name. Speranza has no idea how Yona can bleed so easy from a DTD and serval lunches but she is.


Sperzana went to push at Yona but before she gets to close or close engouh to yona attack ran ev3n if she charging she will go for a drop kick to Yona's lower half of her body. She also has a nasty counter depending if Yona does something. Well it woudlxbe nasty to Yona. To Speranza it would be just a reversal of course. Yona is angry so to Speranza that means she is open to making mistakes

Yona seethed with anger as Speranza taunted her, but she was determined not to let the insults get under her skin. She had to focus on the match and turn the tide in her favor. As Speranza charged towards her, Yona prepared herself for the oncoming assault.
However, before Speranza could get too close, Yona noticed the sudden change in her opponent's trajectory. Reacting quickly, Yona planted her feet and lowered her center of gravity, anticipating a potential attack. As Speranza launched herself for a dropkick, Yona sought to counter the move.
In a split-second decision, Yona decided to sidestep the oncoming dropkick. As Speranza sailed through the air, Yona aimed to let her opponent's own momentum work against her. If successful, Yona planned to grab Speranza midair and attempt to transition into a powerful slam or throw, utilizing her opponent's aggression against her.
"All you'll have are dreams when I'm done with you! I kicked your ass once, I can do it again!" Yona quickly retorted, trying to fuel herself on her own confidence.

When yona moved she thought she would jump up but she went to the side. Speranza in a alst ditch effort with her arms chambered decided onto try and punch Yona in the stomach so when he lands she has more time to get up and recover from the fall.

If thag is successful Speranza would hurry up to get up wo Yona doesn't get the hump on her. She would then act wild if she could to go for a spear onto Yona for a rebound. That is if her idea actually works as well as she hopes it can.

Yona's attempt to leap upward went awry, and she found herself being pushed to the side unexpectedly. The surprise left her momentarily disoriented, and before she could recover, Speranza's arms came crashing towards her stomach. The punch connected, knocking the wind out of Yona and causing her to stagger backward. Yona gagged loudly, the hit being undeniably perfect—her gut taking the blunt force of the attack.
As Yona struggled to regain her composure, she felt Speranza hastily getting back on her feet. The urgency in Speranza's movements fueled Yona's sense of vulnerability. Despite her efforts to stand, Yona found herself a step behind, struggling to match Speranza's pace. She whimpered under her breath, struggling to even get a single gasp in. She was too stubborn to show that she was out of breath, but she might just need one, or else she'd pass out from exhaustion.
Speranza's wild and aggressive approach became increasingly challenging for Yona to counter. As Speranza went for the spear in a rebound, Yona, still reeling from the previous blows, couldn't evade in time. The spear hit its mark, sending Yona sprawling to the ground once more.
Now on the receiving end, Yona fought to get back up, but Speranza's relentless assault continued. Each attempt to rise was met with fierce opposition, and Yona struggled to mount an effective defense. Speranza's strategy seemed to be working, leaving Yona in a precarious position, desperately trying to recover from the barrage of attacks. She was losing, and she was losing badly. She could barely even get up, as she placed a hand over her throat—her cheeks reddening as her eyes grew watery from the lack of oxygen. She tried to hold back tears, but she was far too bruised to hold it back.
"Damn.. you.. This.. isn't right.. I'm better than you..!" Yona groaned, trying to spit out her words.

" You Won last time because of a ref! You also had trouble agasit me as well. You guys couldn't juet leave me alone could you!"


The crowd was shock f4om hesring that from Speranza! Sperzana went to kick Yona onto her back. She lock her legs with yona and hold her arms. She went to go do a cellin fan hold.

" This all could been avoided... but now I sm gonna take my time with you! You get what you fucking desverse."

Yona winced at Speranza's vehement accusations, the words hitting her with a sting of frustration. The mention of the previous victory and the insinuation of interference fueled the fire within her. As Speranza went for a kick, Yona, still recovering from the recent assaults, found herself unable to dodge the attack. The force of the kick knocked her onto her back, and before she could react, Speranza swiftly locked her legs and restrained her arms.
As Speranza initiated the ceiling fan hold, Yona gritted her teeth, feeling the pressure intensify. The crowd's shocked murmurs fueled her determination, and despite the disadvantage, Yona's mind raced for a way to turn the tables. The accusations lingered in the air, but Yona remained focused on the present struggle.
Speranza's words echoed in Yona's ears, but she refused to let them break her spirit. As the hold tightened, Yona focused on her breathing, searching for an opportunity amidst the pain. She shrieked loudly, shaking her head in disapproval. She wasn't going to tap out; that would be a humiliating way to go out. She'd been on such a roll as well—she couldn't lose to Speranza, but unfortunately, she did make a good point. She didn't exactly beat her fair and square the first time, and now, this was payback for all the taunting she had done.
Then again, she was a heel, it was what she did best, but not even in her wildest nightmares, would she have imagined losing to her opponent. However, there was no doubt that people were anticipating an eventual rematch between AFW's two biggest heels at the time. This was a pathetic way for her to soil her goodwill with the audience, but at the very least, she'd have the determination to not tap out, even if she pulled tighter and harder.
"I'm never going to be done with you, until you're beneath my feet now! You hear me, you fucking bitch!" Yona cried out; her back on the verge of shattering from all the pain.

" your gonna have to force me for that Hag! I am gonna to humailte you! So next time you take me for real and not be a jobber!"

Speranza let's her go and toses her asdie. She gets up and get an arm over Yona throat to give her a headlock. However Speranza only does this for a little bit until she up where she would quickly.

She would quickly grab and aqeeze her tits. The cwrod cheered a bit as Speranza preformed and did a boobplex into yona.

"Is that good engouh Yofuck!" Speranza was piss off st her and she group and suplex Yona. Right now Speranza is very highten in focus and if Yona is gonna do something it gonna be hard. Sperhad an idea kn how to finsh her off.

Yona gritted her teeth, enduring the headlock from Speranza, determined not to let her opponent's words get to her. As Speranza released the headlock, Yona thought she might catch a break, but Speranza had other plans.
Feeling the sudden squeeze on her breasts, Yona winced, the unexpected move catching her off guard. The crowd's reaction made it clear that Speranza was not holding back. Before Yona could fully recover from the boobplex, Speranza followed up with a suplex, slamming Yona onto the mat. At that point, Speranza had fully finished off Yona—the woman going completely limp. She was still conscious, but she could barely even move a muscle. She groaned softly, placing her wrist under her head in hopes that the referee noticed that she was still in the match.