D.D. vs Eva Mayu

The uppercut successfully connected with Eva's jaw and the girl was slumped on her back as a result. D.D. couldn't help but wondering whether she could take the fight on her own or not tonight. Compared to her first two opponents, Eva didn't seem to be as strong, but the albino wasn't about to underestimate the girl. Still, thinking that the momentum was completely on her, Spectre would come towards Eva and reached for her legs, trying to grab the girl's ankles.

D.D. wanted to drag the girl towards one of the corners, and she would do so after she managed to get a grip on those ankles. If Eva didn't try to resist her, then Spectre would try to set the girl on a Tree of Woe position once they reached the corner.

Eva laid on the mat, dazed after the hard uppercut to her jaw. If she hadn't been running, she was sure she could have stayed on her feet. But her own momentum proved to be bad, adding to the pain from the punch. If she didn't know any better, she would have thought she broke something. D.D. was proving to be a lot stronger than she would have expected, but Eva wasn't ready to just lay there and let her have her way. yes, her jaw hurt, but she wasn't done yet.

When D.D. went to grab her ankles, Eva would try to send a kick to the Spectre's gut before she could get a good grip. If she managed this, she would take the opportunity to get back to her feet, and charge right at the girl and tackle her to the mat. It was a long shot, but it was worth a try.

The kick on her gut as she reached for Eva's legs made the albino's blue eyes widen and she stumbled backwards with a grunt. Her opponent's resistance was coming sooner and later, and this seemed to be the moment. The albino was caught off guard as she held her gut, not really paying attention to her opponent and the next thing she knew was a tackle that sent her slender figure down to the mat back first.

"Ghh!" the albino would let out as she landed on the mat with Eva on top of her.

The fall stunned her a bit, not to mention her gut was still aching. However, Spectre would still try to resist so her opponent couldn't take full advantage of her current condition. D.D. would try to push Eva back to avoid being pinned by the girl or having something worse done to her.

With her tackle being successful, Eva took a moment to let out a sigh of relief. This was a good chance for her to get the upper hand on this girl. She had gotten off to a rocky start, to say the least, but now it was her turn to shine. "My turn," Eva would say as she got on top of D.D., who was still fighting her and trying to keep from getting herself pinned down too bad. Too bad for her, Eva wasn't about to let the girl go that easily.

Eva would try to grab one of the Spectre's arms, and maneuver herself so that her legs were rested on top of her chest, with her arm in between her legs. All the while, she would begin to wrench on D.D.'s arm, hoping to lock in a tight arm bar. D.D. had a good punch, she knew that from experience now. So if she could cripple that powerful arm, she wouldn't have to worry about the punches anymore, at the very least.

D.D. tried to fought back to avoid whatever Eva planned for her, but unfortunately she was quickly overwhelmed by the girl as her opponent maneuver herself expertly to trap her arm between her legs. The pain from the armbar made Spectre's body thrashed around a bit under Eva's legs, as she grimaced and gritted her teeth, but not screaming.

"Khh... ggrrr..." the albino let out as she raised her free hand and clenched her fist tight while glaring at Eva.

Spectre would then try to hammer her fist on one of Eva's legs to make the girl release her trapped arm. She would do it again and again until her opponent let her go, or did something else to stop her punching. She needed to get free before her arm went numb... or worse. The pain was something, but what it could trigger inside the albino was an entirely different problem.

It was tough with D.D. fighting her the whole time, but she finally managed to get her locked in the armbar, wrenching on it as hard as she could. She was surprised that D.D. didn't scream though. She showed signs of pain, sure, but she just refused to scream. She was tough. Or stubborn, one of the two. It didn't matter to Eva though. All she wanted was to get D.D. weak enough. Or hell, if she could get her to submit here, that would be even better.

When she started hammering at her legs though, Eva cringed. Feeling her hit the same spot over and over began to hurt more and more. She felt like she should let go, but she had just barely gotten the hold locked in, and she wasn't ready to let go just yet. In an attempt to get the Spectre to stop punching her, Eva would raise her legs, and go to slam her feet down on D.D.'s chest as hard as she could, hoping it would distract her enough to stop punching her.

The slam on her chest made Spectre jumped and gasped, letting out a low grunt escaped her lips as her air was knocked out from her lungs. The pain in her arm was getting more intense and at this rate, Eva might be able to bring out her other self quicker than anyone else she's faced before. D.D. panted and gritted her teeth, trying to endure the hold while maintaining her consciousness. She grabbed one of Eva's ankles and would begin to wrench it to counter the girl's armbar.

"... still... fine..." she muttered to herself softly, not addressing Eva, but the girl might not know that yet.

The albino would keep wrenching Eva's ankles as hard as she could, while enduring the torture on her arm. If her opponent wanted to trade an arm for a leg, then so be it. Someone else might not be particularly happy about it, though, but she wasn't referring to Eva.

Eva was shocked that D.D. was still able to hold off from tapping out. She was putting all she had into the arm bar, and even hitting her with a hard kick to her chest to keep her from fighting back, and still, she just refused to give up to him. She admired her determination, if nothing else. Still, she wouldn't let go of the hold, even if it took forever to get D.D. to tap.

And then she started fighting back even more. Once D.D. grabbed her ankle and began twisting, Eva began gritting her teeth against the annoying pain of it. As much as she wanted to keep the hold on place, she didn't want to risk her ankle being in bad shape later on. So choosing that over the armbar, she would let D.D. go, and yank her ankle free, releasing her opponent from the hold. "You are pretty tough," she would compliment, while she rubbed her slightly sore ankle a bit before getting to her feet.

D.D. was finally released from the armbar although Eva also managed to free her leg in return. That didn't matter as the albino would immediately rolled to the side, holding her sore arm and remained lying on the mat for a while. Spectre grunted as she use her elbow and knees to force herself getting up without hurting her other arm before finally managed to get on her knees. Her icicle blue eyes glared at her opponent as she gritted her teeth clearly irritated with what the girl had done to her.

"Grrr..." was all she let out as a reply to Eva's compliment.

Folding her hurt arm close to her chest, D.D. would use her fine arm to push herself a bit to get back on her feet before she would nurse her sore arm again. She was still glaring coldly at Eva, trying to intimidate the girl as much as she could to prevent her opponent from jumping at her so fast while she's still recovering.

Eva was a little regretful that she had to let the armbar hold go. It was obviously doing the damage she had intended, because as she got up, she saw D.D. cradling the arm, like it was obviously hurting. That was good, she told herself. She didn't need D.D. to be in full condition, and without full use of that arm, there were a lot of things she would have a hard time doing. Getting up seemed to be one of them. Still, as she was getting up, she saw the girls eyes glaring at her, coldly. Eva had to admit, that look did NOT make her feel too safe. It was almost like she was pissed, or just plain ready to beat Eva to death. She shook her head though, trying to ignore the obvious fact that she was trying to intimidate her... or at least that what she hoped it was.

"Sorry, but that's the name of the game," Eva would say, in answer to the unspoken words that D.D.'s eyes seemed to give off. She was obviously irritated, but what did she expect? Eva wasn't just going to let this girl walk all over her. Eva decided against charging at her at the moment though. She didn't want to give D.D. the chance to recover, but she did want to take her time, and see if she could find a good opening before she tried anything. For all she knew, D.D. could be expecting her to charge straight in. That wouldn't be a good thing, would it?'