Kawaii Table Match (Sasha vs Masako)

her cheek was bruised and bloodied after the hard left fist made contact with her face. Masako's vision blured after she took the hit, she grunted as she was tossed. The choke around her neck made her cough for air.
"UGh!" She would attempt to get crawl towards the ropes.

Sasha had no choice but opening the scissors as her opponent hit the mat and so she only saw Masako retreating toward the ropes. She took a deep breath and tried to stand up, following Masako toward the ropes.
She reached for Masako's pants to pull her away from the ropes.

Masako yelped as her pants were being pulled but, in desperation of going toward the ropes her pants came off. she slowly stood up by supporting herself from the ropes. She blushed as some of the audience saw her sky blue panties but, that was okay. Her top half of her Gi acted like a mini-skirt. she waited for her opponent to get back as she readied herself for a kick.
'A roundhouse kick uses alot of destructive force and power into your back leg' Yu-shin said in her head.

Sasha, holding the other kid's pants in her hands, gasped and blushed a bit. She tossed them aside and then lunged her self at Masako who stood close by the ropes to press her into them, feeling the tension in her opponent's pose.
Sasha yelled, trying to sling her self at her opponent with some force and hoping to be fast enough.

'But, a roundhouse is to advanced for you, and your opponent will most likely expect a kick with your back leg, a snap kick is quick and very accuarate... They'll never see it coming especially if they run at you and you step in...' Yu-Shin said

Masako stepped in towards sasha and lifted her knee coiled up her foot and turned her body to put more counter weight to her snap kick and struck her opponent in the face.

Sasha saw the turn and the shift in her opponent's position,her green eyes widening as she felt like she could feel the power buidling almost. But Sasha kept her cool and with a proud yell she jumped up, low but powerfull as she leaned back and fired both feet forth to aim a brutal drop kick at her opponent's chest.
She tried to cut the opponent's counter short and make her pay for it.

Masako didn't expect a drop kick, she went flying back and smashed into the mat. The pain in her breasts made her scream echo through the stadium, she rolled around the ring screaming, "AHHHHHHH!"
she hugged her breasts and whimpered as she was still in shock.

Sasha , scrambling to her feet after hitting the mat , she grinned and then pulled her self up by the ropes, suddenly sliping out of the ring to look under the apron, asking her self where she could find the table.
She tried to do so quickly but it took some time never the less.

Masako was faced down looking to find sometime to recover, she would slowly get up and notice that her opponent wasn't in the ring. not really caring, where she was she went towards the rope and clung onto it as the pain slowly went away. She was panting heavily, this match made her covered in sweat already due to her low endurance.

Sasha, whiping some sweat from her brow, had found a table and was pulling it out of it is "hiding place" with a groan as it felt quite heavy. She leaned it to the ring apron and then tried to shove the folded table to the ring.
Sweat was glittering on her forehead too but she seemed to take the exhaustion well.