SIG vs Minerva - Collar Match

Feeling a little dazed from her crash, Sig wasn't able to offer any resistance as Minerva seated her up and took her arms. The blonde then groaned as her caught limbs were pulled back while her opponent planed her knee onto her back, her lithe figure squirmed from the pain and the a bit of pleasure that also came with the package.

"Nnnghh...! It'd look good... on yours as well...!" she retorted in defiance, while trying to raise up to her knees without really stretching her arms further.

"How flattering." Minerva said, chuckling and smirking in amusement at Sig's defiant words. But the blonde was slowly making her way back up to her knees, and Minerva tried to pull back as much as she could on her arms.

Switching things up just a bit, she removed her knee from Sig's back and stood up before placing the sole of her right boot right where the knee had been. Hopefully it'd be easier to keep her foe grounded like this so she could continue wrenching on her arms, unless she found a way to escape.

"Guh!" Sig grunted as the knee on her back was replaced by the sole of Minerva's boot. "Ughh..."

Despite in a tough predicament, she refused to give up so early. This wasn't an easy hold to escape from, but endurance was a major part of her game, and she could take on plenty of punishment.

Sig would try to push herself backwards to lessen the stretch on her arms, even if her back would take more pressure from the boot of Minerva. The reason was to make a bit of space for her arms, so she could attempt to yank them free, or at least one of them. From there, even if one of her arms were still held, she could just try turning around and swipe Minerva's standing leg with her own.

Minerva continued to pull back on Sig's arms as much as she could. Although, by pushing back against Minerva's leg, her foe was able to ease some of the pressure being applied.

"Hm. Not ready to give up yet, huh? That's fine. You will bee soon enough." she said. However, Sig then suddenly yanked one of her arms free from her grasp. Minerva tried to react quickly by reaching out for it, but as she did so Sig's leg swung around and swiped Minerva's right out from under her.

"Ugh!" she grunted as she fell back on the mat.

Sig rolled off Minerva as she managed to free herself, and had to take her time to move her arms a bit to make sure that nothing was damaged seriously. Her back was also aching, although it'd probably recover given enough time. She couldn't really risk herself rushing at the downed Minerva, but safety might be a better option.

"Nnghh..."

Slowly, the blonde would pick herself up and moved backwards, towards the ropes. If she wasn't too ready to defend herself against Minerva's next attack, at least she could use them to bail her out of a hold or something.

As she hit the mat, Minerva glanced over to see her foe scrambling for the ropes. Clever girl… she thought to herself. It was a good, defensible spot to be in, and Minerva was going to have to find a way to get Sig away from the ropes and back to the center of the ring soon as possible. Easier said than done.

Pulling herself up, she waited until she was back to her knees before lunging out, like a tiger pouncing on its prey. She aimed low, seeking to wrap her arms around Sig's legs and hoist her up onto Minerva's shoulder and hoping the blonde wasn't able to react in time to stop her.

Sig watched as Minerva lunging forward at her, and she opted for the easy way out this time. The blonde stepped to the side, and would then attempt to slip behind her opponent who's seemingly heading for a crash against the ropes.

Her intention was to kick the back of her opponent to make sure she hit the ropes, if not again, so she could try grabbing Minerva from behind and toss her towards the nearest corner.

Just when Minerva thought she had Sig, the clever blonde managed to slip by her, causing her to run right into the ropes. And as soon as she came off of them, she was met with a kick right to her back.

"Agh!" she gasped, instinctively moving a hand to the spot Sig's boot struck as she fell forward onto the ropes again. And the next thing she knew, Minerva was sent into the nearest corner, with her back resting up against the turnbuckles.

Momentum was with her from the time being, and Sig intended to keep things like that for as long as she could. Minerva was now cornered and most likely hurt from that kick, which meant advantage for her. She had to be quick, though.

The blonde rushed towards her opponent, aiming to push the girl's shoulders and kept Minerva's back pressed against the post, while she'd deliver one knee strikes after another to rave haired wrestler's belly.

With Minerva backed up into the corner, Sig didn't waste any time pressing her advantage. In a matter of seconds the blonde was pushing Minerva back against the corner and hammering away at her stomach repeatedly with her knee.

"Oomf!" she gasped as the first knee struck, and then continued to do so with each hit that followed. Each time the blonde's knee struck, more air was knocked from Minerva's sails. But after several had found their mark, Minerva brought her arm down and wrapped it under Sig's leg, holding it in place. "Gotcha."

Holding on to the leg, Minerva tried to take a few steps forward to get out of the corner to give herself more room to move. Then with the arm holding Sig's leg, she would attempt to hoist the blonde straight up as high as she could, while swinging her other arm to try to clothesline her right out of the air and send her crashing onto the mat.