Hardcore Match: Annelle DeSade vs Sasha Brenshov

Annelle simply watched as Sasha moved back up to her feet, folding her arms disdainfully. She was making it painfully obvious that she was unimpressed by Sasha, and thought very little so far of her and her skills.

Sasha suddenly lunged forth, roling over the other knee, leaning forth hard , shifting her full weight forth as she speared at Annelle, the boyish girl's burly frame hissing trough the air as she aimed her shoulder hard at Annelle's middsection.
Sasha rolled her full weight forth but well controled as she went for a rough takedown.

Annelle smiled a little as Sasha came lunging in at her. As Sasha lowers her head to spear her, Annelle will step back, try to grab her hair and drag her head down, shooting a knee into her face.

Annelle how ever, seemed to have underestimated two things: The fact that Sasha's hair was quite short and Sasha quite fast, curling up a bit as Annelle reached for her head.
Sasha hissed at the loss of a strand of hair but then her burly small frame crushed into Annelle's with full force.
Sasha shifted her weight forth a bit to make it a hard take down.
She wasn't willed to play the raggdoll any longer after two good attacks had failed.
Pride and momentum driving her she atacked.

Annelle grunted slightly as Sasha's tackle hit her hard, taking her down to the mat. If she had been hurt at all, then she didn't show it-- her face betrayed no pain whatsoever. There was, however, an ever-so-subtle change to her expression. She now looked a little impressed.

Crashing down on the mat, Annelle will shoot her hand up and drag her nails across Sasha's face, before trying to throw the Russian girl off of her.

Sasha had to hiss, struggelig to get the clawing and raking hands out of her facem, still they left half a dozen of crimson trails from nasty scratches in the youg girl's face.
Sasha growled as she was skipped off forward, arms wheeling but that wasn't befor she had managed to wind up for a hard blow with her right fist.
Still pulling trough her blow Sasha was dropped off sideward, a bit shaken but not defenseless.

The blow crunched into Annelle's side, causing her to take a step back. Looking at Sasha, she smiled at her, savouring the pain as she raised her arms and beckoned for Sasha to come and fight her.

To a hot-headed young girl like Sasha any invitation to fight was a wellcome one, yet she had to get up. She did so in a short kipp-up, swalloing down some sweat and blood as she threw a defiant grin at her opponent.
Sasha raised her boxing guard again and walked toward Annelle, always keepimg her eyes fixed on the demon-girl.
She took a deep breath as she started to circle Annelle to the left befor she, quite fast and powerfull, threw a mighty folding big boot at DeSade's tummy to bend her over.

Annelle was quick, dropping down to block Sasha's kick on her forearm. If she's kick enough, she'll try to grab onto Sasha's outstretched leg to unbalance her, while at the same time sending a kick up between her legs.

Sasha felt her stompkick being blocked..with a forearm.Even more surpriisng was the fact that Annelle even tried to hit her forth in such a counter-blow. Sasha was quite out of balance after such a furious alout blow.
She tumbled back and avoided Annelle's counter in a somewhat unellegant way, she dropped down hard on her tailbone, sending a yarring pain trough her rear.
With a short curse and blushing slightly, she pulled back her free foot and smashed it forth at Annelle's chest, a plain stomp, rather to break free by making Annelle back up then to actually hit.