Abd-El-Kader vs Phoebe

He managed get himself onto his two feet and then slams himself down.

Phoebe voice was hoarse, wailing in pain. She let go of her opponent, laid out on the canvas. Her opponent was strong, but the blonde heroine still had some strength left in her. She quickly rolled out of his way, sliding out of the ring—her legs uneasy, causing Phoebe to collapse onto the ground. She swore under her breath, beginning to feel her throat close up, and her body stiffen; she couldn't move. Phoebe heaved for air, but nothing seemed to come in. The horsemen began to feel the audience glare down at her in disapproval, her body glistening in sweat—hiding her breasts in her arm, terrified that people were judging her.
It seemed to her that the air was growing thick, her breathing worsening into a rapid volley of soft and hard hisses, loud enough for everyone to hear.

He was panting heavily as she finally release him, he was surprised that she was pretty strong even though her most recent match with a team that called themselves "team cuties" was long and well arousing for one of the members, he was one of the people watching the match on tv and well he will admit it was a good match but then he realized that he should focus on the present and not the past.

Phoebe was smart enough to figure that she was having a panic attack, but she didn't exactly know how to handle it either. She couldn't lose to the man, even if her moves did seem to cause him some pain. The blonde wrestler let out a battle cry, getting back in the ring, but making the mistake of wearing herself out with the panic attack mixed with the screaming. She was coughing by the time she got past the ropes, using her position to thrust herself toward her opponent for a soft tackle down to the canvas.

He gets tackle down but gets some revenge by wrapping his legs around her waist.

Phoebe, out of fear of losing, twisted her opponent's nipples, and used the distraction to stagger over the turnbuckle.

He yelps and let's go of her.

Phoebe climbed onto the turnbuckle, and leaps onto the man.

He managed to roll away before she could connect with the splash.

Phoebe bounced off the canvas, once again laid out in exhaustion. The blonde heroine groaned, her vision blurred, the moment her head hit the floor. She tried to pick herself back up, but she kept stumbling back down.