Queen of Brawl, Wolf of Battle (For Darius)

"NNNAAGGH!!" Ciara screamed in protest as her tits endured a brutal mauling, and no longer able to maintain her decisive hold, she snapped her arms loose. Her left hand remained behind Sarah's back and latched onto the back of her neck while her right arm freed itself, preparing for another attack.

Unfortunately for both girls, Ciara was too fixated on simply hitting Sarah to think of defense. Her right elbow rocketed forward with frightening force to slam into her opponent's jaw, just as her enemy's knee shot forward to crush her pussy back into her pelvic bone again. Sarah's hands were still sinking into her breasts, so it would be likely that both blows would land with agonizing results.

Sarah's head snapped to the side as the powerful elbow slammed into her jaw. Blood spilled from her mouth spalttered across the mat, adding to her list of injuries. Blood was poring down Sarah's face now, her head almost covered in it, but still she pressed forward. At least she managed to get the pussy shot off without a hitch, knowing Ciara couldn't take much more of those. If Ciara hunched over from the knee to the crotch, Sarah would lift her leg high and fast for a brutal kick to the face.

"Stop! Please Stop!! You both win!!" Rika shouted desperately from the side lines. This was becoming too much. At this rate someone might actually die!

Ciara was too far gone to register anyone but Sarah. The redhead was no longer an opponent to be beaten, but an enemy to be destroyed.

She bent over reflexively from the painful knee, but immediately threw herself forward again, the top of her head ramming against Sarah's left breast. She coughed in pain and breathlessness as the kick aimed for her face crashed into her sternum instead, hitting her chest so hard that for a split second, her mind registered something in her shoulders or back popping like cracked knuckles. She paid it no heed, and, with her head still planted against Sarah's chest, started hammering her opponent's sides and stomach with both hands.

Much like Ciara Sarah was cut off from the outside world, only seeing a girl that had pissed her off beyond belief, and needed to be annihalated. She started grunting as Ciara's punches starting slamming into her sides and stomach, but as Ciara was doing this, she would start slamming her fists and elbows into her back and the back of her skull.

Ciara largely ignored the strikes raining down on her, only giving short, clipped yells of frustration and pain when a hard punch slammed into the back of her neck or head, two areas of her body that had largely gone untouched (or at least not damaged to partial numbness.)

However, a heavy elbow suddenly crashed down on the back of her skull, and Ciara's body shuddered. The soldier girl's panting quieted noticeably, and her knees buckled... deliberately. Using the powerful blow she absorbed as an opening to feign her weakness, Ciara was actually setting up her attack, also trying to get Sarah to hesitate or drop her guard for one vital moment. She bent her knees, preparing to power upwards, and her sudden silence was a deep breath, holding the breath in her lungs to strengthen her technique.

Bringing her fists together and interlocking her fingers, Ciara would suddenly give out a roar and thrust upwards, swinging both of her hands into Sarah's chin in a mighty double-handed uppercut.

WHAM!!

Sarah's knees nearly buckled as the powerful blow slammed into her chin. She stumbled backwards, more blood seeping down from her mouth. And that's when Sarah lost it. Her eyes went wide and bloodshot, and with a furious roar would charge Ciara with a barrage of punches and kicks.

Ciara's eyes widened, and the last thing her partially rational mind registered was over a half-dozen powerful blows slamming into her in rapid succession. Blood flowed down her face and seeped into her eyes, and for a moment, the soldier faltered as if she might crumble.

Then she went berserk.

Her vision doused in a haze of red and every injury up to that point stoking the anger of the savage wolf within, Ciara howled and rushed forward to meet Sarah, tearing into the redhead with a stunningly rapid assault of punches, elbows, knees, and even head strikes. The two raging fighters traded staggering blows as they slammed each other point-blank, abandoning all pretense of self-preservation. Blood flowed almost everywhere on their bodies, from cuts on their heads and bodies, flowing from their noses, trickling from the tears on the insides of their mouths, down their necks and mingling with the sweat that doused their skin to run in red rivulets past their shoulders and down their backs and bare chests. Each strike each girl threw was a direct hit, and each blow was punctuated for a grisly moment by a burst and spray of blood and sweat. Amid the screams, grunts, and yells, both feral and terrified, from combatants and witnesses alike, the sound of brutal meaty impacts reverberated around the ring, nearly as rapid and spontaneous as controlled assault rifle fire.

One thing would be obvious to anyone watching the terrible fight: someone needed to separate the crazed girls before they slaughtered each other within the next few minutes. And whoever it was, they had to be extremely strong and unafraid of heavy punishment.

Akashi had had enough fun with her own opponent and before any more fun could be had, which she fully intended and looked forward to, she wanted to check on her new friends' friend. She had only spoken to the boisterous soildier but she seemed nice enough if not a bit foolish for wanting to take in Sarah Gatt. She kinda figured that Ciara would spend most of the day searching and end up disappointed. Sarah didn't usually hang around too often unless she was up to no good. If anything maybe the two of them would have a fight and grab a beer after or something.

That's what she was expecting at least. It was not what she came upon. She heard the growling and grunting and pained yells and bounced forward into the gym. Akashi herself was sweatsoaked and had blood running down her face, her Mawashi crooked from her own bout. She was tired and worn out but seeing the two fighters battered and bloody beyond another level sent new levels of adrenaline pumping through her.

She quickly glanced to Rika and when she saw a look of fear in HER eyes, Akashi knew what was going on was more than a scuffle. Her muscles tensed and she cried out.

"Sarah-San!"

Even before the words finished her lips, she dashed forward, surprisingly fast for someone who was usually a little slow with her movements. She had a focused looke on her face. She dashed at Sarah and when she got close, tried to stiff arm Ciara out of the way and lay a blocking tackle on Sarah that would make any Footbal defensemen proud. Her aim was to take Sarah to the floor. She was expecting the worse for doing it, but no matter how strong Sarah was, there was no way she should be able to move Akashi's body. Katsumi was right behind Akashi and knew she would restrain Ciara. At least if she couldn't there would be a buffer between rhe tigresses.

Ciara's feral eyes widened in shock when a powerful force shoved her out of the way and took down Sarah. The red-haired bitch was HER enemy, how dare someone try and steal the victory from her!! She staggered back a step, giving the sumo valuable seconds to take down Sarah, but already the berserk Ciara was in motion. Howling in frustration and anger, the bloodied soldier rushed forward, aiming to bring down her fists in a brutal double-fisted hammer, fully intending to smash through whoever had interfered with her quest to destroy.

The blow never landed.

Katsumi surged up and behind the crazed fighter, locking her in a powerful full nelson. "STOP THIS, CIARA-SAN! YOU'VE GONE TOO FAR!!" Ciara struggled with a terrifying strength borne from vicious irrationality and killing intent, roaring at the two women that had put themselves between the she-wolf and her prey.

A sharp voice snapped intently at Rika, intending to snap the smaller fighter out of her horror. "RIKA! Reign in Sarah before she and this bitch here try to kill each other again! She'll listen to you!"

Sarah barely registered that there was someone else out there calling her name, the only sound she cared about was the sound of her knuckles hammering against Ciara's flesh. She wanted blood. So much blood. And by damn she was gonna make it pour from Ciara's face.

WHAM!

A powerful force barreled into Sarah in the middle of her punching spree, and with a starled yell, Sarah was taken to the mat, pinned under the substantial weight of her assailent. The fact that it was Akashi didn't register to Sarah right away, as she was too busy struggling against. "LET ME GO!!!" Sarah screamed at the top of her lungs, struggling fiercely against the sumo's pin. "I"M GONNA KILL HER!!! I"M GONNA RIP HER FUCKING BOOBS OFF!!!" She hit and struck Akashi as she tried to get free, wanting nothing more than to follow through with her threat.

Rika watched in amazement and extreme relief as Akashi of all people stopped the raging Queen of Brawl where she stood. SHe looked over to Ciara, and to her surprise, another sumo was reigning her in. Both bloodied fighters continued to struggle against their attempts to stop them, and Rika was worried that the two larger girls wouldn't be able to hold them.

Then Rika heard a voice call out to there, not knowing who's it was, but it did snap her out of her horriefied stupour. WIth a determined look, Rika leapt into the ringm ran at where Akashi and Sarah were, and leapt onto Akashi's back. Sarah snarled under the added weight, unable to move the two of them. "Sarah, calm down! It's over!"

"HOW CAN IT BE OVER WHEN SHE"S NOT DEAD!??! GET OFF ME!!" Sarah shouted and screamed and struggled with all her might, but there was no moving the younf brawler and sumo.