Sarah O'Sullivan and Tia Baker vs Mia Kay and Rythm Rhyme

It wasn't that Sarah disliked tactics in general, but with her speed she preferred not wasting time sitting around. It was tough for her to put everything into a major attack without getting caught either.

Blinking in surprise when she got her kick caught. "Eh..." Was about all she could say before crying out as she was flung into the mat coughing in pain. "Ahhh!" All she could do was try to squirm her leg free and hopefully roll away while she got through that pain.

"You are too naive, because I lack speed, I train my defenses to make up for it." Rythm stated as she attempted to roll Sarah over on her stomach, so that she could apply a cripples crossface.

She ignored her squirming by flipping her over violently.

Once then she would apply to submission regardless of how she struggles.

"It's not good to be too imbalanced." Sarah groaned out from the mat trying to figure out her plan from here on especially when she had no time to think.

She cried out when just flipped pretty roughly and then the crossface being applied. "Annnnn!" She groaned loudly as her got locked up pretty well in that hold. Squirming more violently and pushing with her toes towards the ropes knowing she needed to get out of it fast.

"Some people have a disability, they have a hard time growing some status properly, to make up for it, they must excell in one part so much that it's extreme." Rythm simply said as she continued the crossface.

Slowly but surely, she knew that Sarah was going to make it back, as such she continued the crossface, attempting to make it even more painful for her.

But even though she increased the pressure, Sarah managed to make it back as she touched the ropes.

Begrudingly, she released her hold over her as she got off her back and stepped back.

Sarah wasn't one to think too deeply and besides being in that position was more concerned about the ropes than anything else. While the pain increased she still focused just on making it and slowly getting to the goal.

A sigh of relief escaped when she finally made it and the hold was released. It was still a pretty sore moment, but at least she was free.

"Well...that wasn't too fun." She commented to herself and slowly got up. For now she just focused on getting some distance and trying to consider the best way to attack without getting brutally countered.

"If you don't take me seriously it's going to be worse." Rythm simply said as she approached her.

She cocked her fist back as Sarah turned around and tried to punch her several times before whipping her to the ropes.

if she got that far, she would attempt a clothesline on her.

"I don't think it's possible to take someone that's as solid as you are with a goofy attitude." Sarah kidded though it seemed there wasn't much time for that kind of thing.

Quickly getting her arms up after a couple punches made it through Sarah winced at the force behind them. Still she couldn't do much about getting whipped into the ropes.

But if there was anything Sarah was proud of it was the ability to act quickly while on the run. Running she tried to duck underneath that clothesline since getting hit by that would put her in a very bad position. Using the far ropes to accelerate her even more Sarah sped towards Rythm at top speed. Whether she turned or not Sarah would try leaping right at her with a flying drop kick. If she was going to hit the mat she was throwing all the weight she had into one shot.

Rythm being the sleepy head she was, simply attacked and attacked blindly, as she attempted the clothesline, she was a bit surprise that she missed her target as Sarah ducked underneath it.

As she turned about, she was hit with a drop kick to her breast. "Ahh!" She cried out.

True, while she had great defence, even she had her weakness, such as her crotch and her breasts.Still a full power kick was originally going to hurt her, but off all places to hit, it had to be her breasts.
Letting out a cry, she stumbled back to the ropes, covering her breasts, trying to nurse it.

If there was ever a time that Sarah was happy for someone being a sleepy head this was it. Giving a silent thanks to the heavens that there wasn't any hidden plan beneath that clothesline. Throwing her full weight into the kick she was only able to hope for the best result.

Still if there was anything that surprised her it was the sound coming from Rythm after the kick. She had expected a groan at least, but that cry completely caught her offguard.

There wasn't much time to enjoy it though as she landed on the mat with an "oof." While she knew it was coming, her rear still felt a bit sore after landing. Quickly getting onto her feet she watched Rythm backing up against the ropes. The effectiveness of the attack still surprising her.

"Hmmm." She said to herself with a smile. "Don't tell me you're sensitive there?" Sarah made sure to ask just to be sure. While she didn't appreciate low shots, she didn't think chest attacks were all that bad. Halting she decided to wait a moment for a response and then go back to the attack.

After that wait she rushed in trying to fake a low shot and then give a quick shot at her breasts. If the guard was dropped she might get a good shot in. Still one way or the other she'd be diving out of there not waiting for a counter.

This was bad news. Sarah had discovered her weakness. Even though she had high resistance to most attacks, attacks to her breast and crotch still affected her as much as any other girl.

Still Rythm was a girl who knew how to think, and when Sarah asked if she was sensitive, she turned away. Knowing that Sarah was going to take advantage of it.

She knew that Sarah was going to target there more often now, and that meant that she knew where Sarah was going to strike.

As Sarah came in close for an attack, she knew where she was going to strike, since now that she knew her weakspot, she was sure that Sarah would take advantage of it, and attack her breasts.

As such when Sarah came forth, she didn't really care if it was a feint or not since there was only one spot to attack.

When Sarah came close, she quickly bent down and kicked her in her stomach hard. She didn't care if it was a feint, if her breasts was indeed her target, then she would have to attack there, regardless of whether or not it was a feint.

As such she wasn't afraid if it was a feint, chances were good she would still get kicked.

If she does get kicked, she would immediately follow up by grabbing her head and stuffing it between her legs, and then raising her up for a powerbomb.