Steel Cage Match: The Stranger vs. Tessa "Harrier" Price

The Stranger let go like she had expected, but turned around in midair for a big splash as they went down, and Tessa was impressed how quick on thinking her opponent was with that move, but she had some technical skills too in her bag of tricks. The blonde rolled into a ball to lessen the impact, holding tight at the clothes of her opponent until her back hit the floor, where she was trying to roll through and come out in the top position, letting finally go of the clothing of her opponent to hook one of her legs for the pin.

Both women were heading straight for the mat, but Tessa had not yet let go of the Stranger's one-piece, making her rather infuriated as they hit the mat. The Stranger had thought that she had successfully slammed her opponent, but the pain in her gut told her otherwise, followed by a sudden flipping of the orientation of the ring. She was on her back!!!! Before the ref girl could get her hand down for a one count, the masked woman fought her shoulder upwards, only to curl her body as much as she could to tend to her aches and pains, assuming Tessa wasn't able to bring herself to follow up immediately.

The Stranger kicked out rapidly, and Tessa had kind of expected that to happen and was rather easy to throw off. She had shown the upper hand when they were climbing on the cage and wasn't done enough to lead the Blonde to think that she could score a pinfall if she did not totally surprise the Stranger.

To get some rest while still working on her opponent, she tried to grab a wrist of the Stranger with both of her hands and apply a cross armbar on the arm of that wrist.

The Stranger had no time to curl herself up to protect her body as she felt her arm tugged on. This was not something that she was not used to, but that wasn't any more comforting of a thought.

Her instincts had caused her to grab at her arm as the cross armbar was locked in, feeling the strain put on her all the way up to her shoulder. Her eyes however, showed no sign of pain, despite what her body was indicating. She tried rolling in the direction of Tessa, trying to stare at her with her emotionless eyes. If she could manage to roll successfully, she would also aim a punch wildly at the Harrier, trying to cause her to free her arm.

It was a really unnerving fact that whatever Tessa had brought to the stranger, she didn't really flinch or express more tan basic emotions. Sure, her body obeyed gravity, but that was it. So she either fought a very good actor or a freak of nature which maybe lacked muscle control in the face or something like that.

She was rolled in and could see how her opponent readied a hand to punch her, probably in the face, so she let go of her grip to protect her face with both arms. Which women liked to have a flat punched nose? She definitely not!

In the manner that the Stranger had managed to roll inwards, her fist was indeed heading towards Tessa's face, but was blocked by the two arms. Normally a blocked punch would upset the Stranger, but the feeling of freedom for her arm had managed to subside those feelings. From the current position, she would start to rise, grabbing at Tessa by the front of her top to bring the blonde to her feet. It would of course be noticeable that she was favoring her injured arm as she did so.

Tessa couldn't see much through her double block, but the fist of the stranger had immense power which she could feel even through her defense . Afterward, her opponent heaved her to her feet, but favored the arm she had worked on.
"Not as invincible now?"
She asked with a slightly mocking tone while trying to grab the shoulders of the Stranger and hit her with a modified double knee facebreaker to the chest instead of the face.

The Stranger never said she was invincible. In fact she never said anything at all, which was both a blessing and a curse while she was her Steel personality. Tessa had been lured by the Stranger's decision to not immediately act once the blonde was to her feet. When she grabbed at the Stranger's shoulders, she would immediately shove her hands outwards in a pushing motion to force the blonde to drop back to the mat and onto her back. The push would be uneven in power, but that didn't mean it couldn't have effectiveness.

Tessa hadn't really thought of such a simple solution to get rid of her facebreaker and found herself with a slightly drilling motion flying through the air before crashing on the mat. Luckily she was already a little rolled in for her own move and landed a little more controlled and less painful, but still landed on her back with a loud bang before she laid flat on the mat, greedily drawing air in to compensate her loss of it which she had suffered through her flying move.

A little beam of light was that she had some distance between her and the Stranger.

The Stranger watched with cold eyes as Tessa crashed to the mat once more, knowing she was moments away from being in a similar state. She found herself approach the Harrier, leaning over and grabbing at the blonde with one hand, aimed at the throat. Her second, weakened hand, if not countered by then, would grab Tessa's arm to attempt to pick the woman up once more, this time for a one-handed chokehold.

The Stranger wanted to end this. So if she was successful up to the point of getting Tessa to her feet, she would try moving her other hand to the Harrier's throat, aiming to lift the girl off of her feet for a two-handed chokehold! Would her arm be able to hold up to the strain caused by the weight?