[FWC] Lee Seong-ji (N. Korea) vs. Colonel Granite (Canada)

Seong-ji didn't put up any resistance as the Canadian moved in for the pin - not that she really could have put up much of a fight, anyway. Not that she even wanted to, anymore.

"1...!"

She had lost. She had a mission, she came to Japan for reason, and she was failing, terribly. To this woman, of all people - if it had been someone bigger, more experienced, stronger, maybe she could make an excuse. Not with her. With her there was no reason.

"2...!"

She shook her head, thinking of the reports she would have to make, the excuses she would have to put into it, the lies she would have to tell. She would be reprimanded for this. A major setback.

"3...!"

Granite had cost her more than she could possibly know. And, someday, Seong-ji would educate her on that.

With that, the long painful match was finally over. Morgan flopped off of Lee, breathing heavily as she clutched at her neck. It hurt like the dickens, as did most of her body. She had taken a rather bad beating, and the two of them were pretty much unable to stand up on their own. Some ref girls came down with stretchers, much to her relief. She needed to get to the hospital, that was for sure. She turned one last time to look to her torturer, and then back onto her injured side to avoid the glare. It stung, but not as much as the look. For a moment, the Canadian bruiser sighed. Lee could take that oppressive regime of hers and shove it-

Oh, wait.

Only then did Morgan realize she probably pissed off any and all North Koreans watching this. They were going to hate her for not laying down and being beaten into a bloody pulp by their representative. In short, she just caused them to lose face on a national level.

Oh, gosh.

Winner (?): Morgan Raine