Wells Quinn Vs. Merith: Iron Woman Match!?

Wells looked down at Merith, she had to make sure that she stayed away. Even in her dazed state, the amazon could surely take Wells out with one lucky shot. She trie dto tip toe around the giantess and hopeful;ly get out of her vision so she could do... something... when Merith finally tried to get up.

After a few moments, the redhead began to sort out her wits and rise up off the mat. She looked one way and then the other as she slowly worked her feet under herself and pushed with her legs to a vertical base. For the moment Wells was out of sight but it was only a matter of time before the giantess spotted her prey...

Wells tip toed around Merith, keeping out of her vision ansd whan she saw Merith halfway up, she dove to try and take Merith's knee out and hopefully avoid being crushed by the falling giantess.

"Where the hell..." Merith growled until she felt the sharp jabbing pain shoot through her knee. Not expecting it, she couldn't brace for it and that made it hurt worse. "AHH" Merith screamed out and fell to her hands and knees, a pained mask across the redhead's face.

Wells turned around and looked at Merith. "Darnit..." She said with a sigh and then cautiously looked forward and tried to grab and pulla t Mertih's injured leg to try and get her onto her back.

This situation of Wells being able to thwart the bigger, stronger Merith at every turn was getting old really fast to the Amazon. She grunted as her leg was tugged and she was maneuvered onto her back like so many times earlier this match. In her condition, being on her back was rather soothing and it felt good to lie there with her eyes closed, but at the same time it meant she was very vulnerable, something Wells seemed to be able to capitalize on even if she wasn't aware of it herself!

Wells was surprised when she got Merith onto her back but didn't waist the opportunity. Se heaved Merith's leg up to try and pin her again in another single leg hook.

"1!" The ref souted.

"Kch...n...no..." Merith feintly moaned as the blonde spread herself over the Amazon's chest and secured her leg up. Merith shifted her head back and forth but that wasn't helping get her shoulders off the mat...

"2!!"

"3!" The ref counted and once more Wells scored a quick pinfall. Sherolled off Merith onto her hands and knees, panting at the ref. "P-please... no more... Why are you making me waste all of my good fortune here! Do you know how long it took to accrue all of that?" She then heaved a deep sigh. "Please... I'm begging you... Tell me it's over.' She looked at the ref with pleading eyes and waited for the answer.

The scoreboard changed to 5-1 in Wells' favor and the referee looked to her watch. With a smile she called for the bell and reached over to raise Wells' hand in victory as she had somehow managed to dominantly win over the larger, stronger Merith and somehow made it look easy! Merith rested on her back, shocked but also a bit out of it, drained from being pinned down so much. All she could do was close her eyes and listen as Wells' music came on and the fans went wild for the underdog's commanding victory!