Gwendolyn Dupont Bettencourt vs. Akiha Kosha - Aristocratic Warfare~

Akiha had not managed to trip her opponent but still broke out of the pin and started to get to her feet.  She could hear her opponent going on and on about how she was better and superior before then hearing the audience warning Akiha to watch out.  Realizing she was being set up for a brutal attack, the raven hair wrestler would quickly turn around as she then laid down right away.  It seemed listening to the crowd was the right tactic as she had managed to dodge Gwen superkick finisher also known as Colère de Dieu.

After dodging the attack, Akiha would quickly get back to her feet and would quickly jump in the air before attempting to hit Gwen with a drop kick to the face, trying to knock her opponent down to the ground.  “A class of your own?  Please, that is something that commoners say to make themselves feel special.  Come on now Gwen, you can make better remarks then that or perhaps you have been with the commoners for far too long.” said Akiha as she kind of teased her opponent but made sure not to be too harsh.

The fervent warning from the audience were entirely muted in Gwen's focused mind as she narrowed her vision on the small of Akiha's spine as her rival wearily ascended. Something about what her rival had stated about them being equals having provoked her to the point where she was perfectly content with ending the match in as most devastating a fashion she could concoct. Purporting them as equal competitors had truly vexed her, especially considering the laundry list of unending abuse the heiress had to cope with in order to accomplish half of what she had done in this federation.  

"Tch!!" Gwen scoffed from having her knockout kick connect with nothing but the lingering strands of Akiha's hair, nearly losing her balance after the colossal whiff until Akiha thwart her efforts to stay upright by nailing her square in her chest with the leaping dropkick. Coughing out loud from the hard thumping to he chest and the collapse to her back, Gwen rolled over herself and onto one knee to prop herself up on with an angered glare towards Akiha.

The audience had jumped out of their seats form the first sign of life in Akiha in some time, rallying behind her comeback while Gwen intended to put a stop to it before it gained any more momentum. Though with as irate as Gwen was at Akiha's comments, her offense would lack any decorum and would instead amount to her simply springing off her knee and attempting to dig her shoulder into Akiha's abdomen to tackle her back down to the canvas.

Akiha managed to hit her opponent with a drop kick, sending her opponent down to the wrestling mat as the audience would roar.  It felt strange but good to have the crowd behind her, supporting her throughout the entire match but she could focus on that after the match ended as right now she needed to deal with Gwen who was a tricky and tough opponent.  Her opponent seemed to already be getting back to her feet just as Akiha also got back onto her feet.  Gwen then surprised Akiha by tackled her, digging her shoulder right into her abdomen, sending the raven hair wrestler down to the canvas before she could follow up her drop kick.

“Gah!” yelp the Japanese wrestler as she landed on her back.  Yet she still had some fight in her and would attempt to quickly shift her weight and roll, trying to reverse the position so that she would now be on top of her opponent.  If her tactic was successful she would then attempt to start punching her opponent right in the face several times, trying to daze the blond foreign wrestler so that she could gain control of the match again.

Gwen could sense the flickering flames of a comeback starting to amplify after having Akiha evade her finisher and respond with her own swift-footed reprisal. Hence why the heiress felt the need to forego any sense of grace or subtlety in her own counter attack considering how time was of the essence. The heiress wasn't about to allow all of her exhaustive efforts towards subduing Akiha be annulled simply because her raven-haired rival had found her second wind and was riding high off of the momentum it was affording her. Tackling Akiha to the ground came with hard thump to the canvas, though before Gwen could recoil back up Akiha would annoyingly shift their positions with the heiress now on her back.

"Hrgh!! Get off of-!!" Interrupted from the initial few strikes connecting with the side of her cheek, Gwen would reflexively transition into a defensive position by raising both of her arms to shield her face from the remainder of Akihas blows. The heiress clenched her teeth and remained hidden behind her arms, clearly rattled and unable to formulate a plan of escape given that her opponent was straddling her waist and was unrelenting with the ceaseless punches.

Akiha had managed to take down her opponent with a drop kick but her opponent quickly responded by tackling her down. Yet Akiha would not let this stop her as she quickly shifted her weight and managed to get on top of Gwen before throwing a series of punches to her face. Though only the first punch connected to her face since Gwen was blocking it now but it did manage to make her stop speaking.

Yet she realized that throwing more punches at her opponent face would only tire herself out. Thus, she decided to instead aim for Gwen's chest, trying to flatten her massive rack while taking the air out of her. “Seems you've gone all quiet. A shame, I kind of miss our banter that we had going between us.” stated Akiha as she would then attempt to get off Gwen if her punches had connected. The crowd at this moment would cheer for Akiha, glad to see their hometown wrestler now regaining control of the match.

Bull-rushing Akiha to the mat was having entirely unfortunate results, the heiress curling up and raising her forearms to shield her vulnerable face from her rivals pummeling fists. Her intentions were to raise back to her feet soon afterward for a debilitating submission, but Akiha would capitalize on their grounded situation before Gwen could. Gwen's would attest to being a nigh-perfect wrestling specimen in the ring, but any casual observer could see that the uncouth tactic of "brawling" was noticeably not one of her major strengths.

Gwen flinched from behind her arms until it felt as if the strikes had ceased, only to go wide-eyed when Akiha would instead start wailing away at her sumptuous chest. Her swaying bosom would jiggle with each strike until the red-faced heiress would emphatically shove her rival off of her and scoot backwards until her back hit the nearby bottom rope.

"Y-You!!...Perhaps it merely signifies that I have nothing more to say to someone who isn't worth my time or my breath!?" The incensed gleam in her eyes was indicative of how annoyed Gwen was with Akiha, blushing noticeably from having her rack turned into a punching bag. One arm would cling to her other shoulder to self-consciously shield her battered chest while the other one would grasp onto the ropes behind her as leverage to steady her ascension back up.

Akiha would throw several punches at Gwen's chest, making her blond opponent chest wiggle and her face go red.  Yet this would not last long as she was then shoved away forcefully, causing the raven hair wrestler to fall back a few steps.  The Japanese wrestler would quickly pick herself up and hear the comments that her foreign opponent would make.  “What a pathetic attempt to state you are speechless.  Surely you can do better than that.” stated Akiha as she would give a smirk.  She had debated with herself if she should do an Ohohoh to enrage and taunt her opponent but decided against it.

The raven hair wrestler would then attempt to charge forward before trying to give Gwen a big boot to the face as she saw her blond opponent climbing the ropes.  This attack would serve two purposes, the first was to get revenge for the humiliating pin that her blond counterpart had performed on her.  The second was to send Gwen out of the ring and towards her maids, where Kohaku and Hisui could then start to beat the blond wrestler down.  With most of Gwen henchwomen taken out, it would prove to be an easy task for the two maids.

The heiress glared intently at her impertinent rival as she grasped the adjacent ropes tightly one at a time to steady herself. For someone who professes to be of the same high-born upper class as her, Gwendolyn found little tact or grace to her moves. Certainly not expecting the match to devolve to brutish fisticuffs with her rival rudely targeting her plentiful and immaculate orbs, or for Akiha to take her brief resurgence in the match as permission to start mouthing off to her with impunity. With that in mind, Gwen intently formulated a myriad of ways she intended to continue to demonstrate her superiority over Akiha before this dance was concluded.  

Gwen arose back to her feet still shielding her chest, widening her eyes to an immediate threat barreling towards her. Akiha was charging at her with nothing but malicious intentions in her eyes. With her back to the ropes and her options for a counter attack very limited as a result of being cornered, Gwen shot her eyes to the sides and reached over to clench onto the referee's pin-stripped shirt to yank her in-between the dignified aristocrats!! Yelping form being suddenly thrust into the action, the flinching referee would cover her face in fear of taking the full brunt of Akiha's wraith. Though if Akiha was able to prevent the collision, her reward would only be a clawing eye-rake from Gwen which would be unseen from the cowering ref!!

Akiha began to charge forward ready to send her opponent out of the ring, where her maids could then finish her off. Yet just as she started to get her kick ready, she would see the referee girl being dragged in front, causing her to stop and making her somewhat lose her balance. She would start to regain her balance but her opponent would take advantage of this opening, hitting her with an eye rake. “Ahh” scream the raven hair wrestler as she would step back and cover her eyes.

Akiha was annoyed by such a tactic, to use the referee, she wasn't a wrestler, such a tactic was cowardly and something that even a cheater like herself would never do. Yet for now, she would just try to put some distance until she could recover her eyesight but at this point, she had lost her momentum. The audience, on the other hand, would start booing Gwen, once again calling for her disqualification, clearly not happy at the sight of what just happen.

Given her positioning against the ropes and the full head of steam Akiha was putting into her running charge, Gwen surmised her rivals intentions early on. Gwen's entourage was in no shape to defend her this time around after having taken quite the pummeling already from Akiha's maids. So to prevent that unpleasant outcome, Gwen's tactical mind came up with the most efficient way of regaining the upper hand with minimal amount of effort on her part. Though hundreds of ravenously booing hands wouldn't appreciate the genius behind her methods...

...and neither would the shaken ref, who, after breathing out a sigh of relief, would spin in place to begin to chastise Gwen with all too familiar warnings of disqualifications. The heiress arrogantly responded by striding by the ref without even acknowledging her presence, aside from raising her palm inches from the officials angered face in complete disregard for whatever she was blathering on about. Capitalizing on Akiha's blinded vision, Gwen would sidestep behind her rival to coil her arms tightly around her in a clenching and foreboding waist lock.

"Action...not words..." Gwen ominously whispered straight into Akiha's ear with a venomous inflection to her posh accent. The mutual body warmth and the sensation of Gwen's heaving orbs rubbing against Akiha's sweaty back may trigger bouts of nostalgia for her rival. Though hopefully not before she could respond in time to counter it. Gwen would grit her teeth and attempt to heave Akiha overhead and send her flying backwards in a release german suplex, and the second for Akiha so far this night.