Ryan Knight vs Amanda Freeheart.

Standard match won via submission or pinfall.

In the back Mr Knight had been getting himself ready for combat, he was feeling quite upbeat right now. He had a fresh win against Mr Charlie Haines, the man has fought with honesty and respect. A far cry from those that Ryan had also encountered, he was also occupying himself by helping his girlfriend Anampo Yatgra become a proper wrestler.

Ryan had also made a note to look up possible leads for the location of Anampo's long lost Brother, truth be told Mr Knight was a tad worried. He had no idea of what the man could be like or even if he was still alive, and if there's one thing that Ryan didn't like was not knowing things. Likewise he was up against someone in their debut, it wasn't the first time Ryan had dealt with a total newcomer before.

But regardless the paragon of Britain was dressed in his attire.

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"Well off I go." Ryan said as he made his way to the entrance ramp.

The paragon of Britain made his way to the entrance ramp, where the lights shut off. And then the song known as imperial code began to play as the lights showed a pattern of the Union Jack over the ring and ramp, once the song had hit the 1 minute mark the knight made their way out.

He got a mixture of cheers and boos, they had their fair share of critics to be sure. But some admired Ryan for what he stood for, the best of Britain.

Ryan walked down the ramp, an air of confidence exuding from him. Mr Knight had a glass of red wine in one hand, he smirked and raised his glass to the audience. Then going over to the far left ring corner and sitting atop it, the paragon of Britain then crossed his legs like he was sitting atop a throne. The paragon of Britain awaited for his foe to enter, without a worry upon his face....

Amanda went into her locker room and slipped into her leotard, pulling on the back so that it would appear as if she were wearing a thong and giving her ass a good spank. She headed out to the ring and waved to the fans when her music started. She gave out hugs and high fives before climbing into the ring. Once she got in, she headed straight for Ryan and wrapped her arms around him in a compassionate hug while smiling, "Hey there, I'm Amanda. You must be the man who's going to pin me tonight." she giggled, not really feeling confident in herself after seeing him

Mr Knight sized up who he was facing tonight, she seemed like a real go getter. Ryan admired that to be sure, sprit was quite key to this profession after all. Needless to say the young man was taken aback a bit by Amanda going up to him for an embrace, but he smiled and returned the hug.

"My my, aren't we eager? Well I am Ryan Knight, a pleasure to meet you. I hope you are here to show more than just your beautiful body my dear." the young man said as he lifted one of Amanda's legs in the hug, he could be a proper ladies man to be sure.

Once the hug was over Ryan would take one of Amanda's hands and kiss it politely, and would allow Amanda to walk back to her corner. Keeping a smirk on his face as he saw her walk back.

She giggled when he lifted her leg, "My my, aren't we the physical type. So where's your crew? I'd really like to meet them, I've heard so much about them." she smiled, giving him a little kiss before heading over to her corner and winking at him. The bell rang and she moved to the center of the ring for the lock up.

"Hmm they are busy I'm afraid, I ain't their keeper. But don't worry love, I'll be more than enough for you." Mr Knight muttered to Amanda, smirking at the kiss she gave him. Yeah Ryan was confident he could handle this by himself, just another match after all. And this beautiful woman was eager to get started, as once the match begun Amanda had wasted no time in getting right to the middle of the ring.

Ryan kept his smirk on, and took the chance to give a flex of his arm muscles briefly. He then said "Going for a lock-up eh love? Well fine by me, allow the paragon of Britain....to entertain you." with practised bravado.

The paragon of Britain would enter the lock up alongside Amanda, and wasted no time in putting his full strength to use. Ryan was hoping to drive Amanda back in the hold, as this could allow him to control the pace of the fight better.

She giggled again, "Your just adorable." she locked up with him, digging her heels into the mat and pressing against him, but after a about a minute, she gave up and allowed herself to be pressed back into a turnbuckle with a grunt, "And not to mention really strong, but all the cute guys are strong." she smiled and pressed against him some more, struggling to get out of the corner.

"Adorable? Not the word I'd use, dashing might be more better suited to one such as I." Ryan muttered to Amanda, she gave it a good go. But as Mr Knight suspected he had the better upper body strength, and thus had the advantage in this exchange.

Now that the paragon of Britain had backed Amanda back into the corner, the ref might want Ryan to break the hold and allow Amanda time to get out. But Ryan had an idea and would attempt to go for it, Mr Knight would suddenly release his grip on Amanda's arms. Only to quickly shoot his arms around her waist, hoping to hoist her up into a bearhug.

If Ryan managed to pull this off then he'd smirk and spin around, shaking Amanda around like she was a toy in his strong arms. "Hee hee, mine to keep." he'd mutter to her with a smirk.

Amanda screamed in pain as he cracked her back when he spun her, but she smiled a little, "Y...your just the... Cutest." she screamed again and went limp in his arms, trying to fake him out so she could get the upper hand on him. If this were to fail, then she'd just throw a headbutt at him and attempt to fall on top of him for the first pin attempt.

Ryan had a feeling that Amanda was faking her limpness, and Mr Knight would decide to do the one thing he knew that could rile up any woman. The paragon of Britain began licking the skin between her breasts, that worked quite often to be sure.

Although Ryan believed he had garnered a bad reaction, based on Amanda hitting him with a headbutt. The young man staggered back, but his reactions kicked in. Rather than fall down with Amanda on top, Ryan released his grip and would give her a fierce shove away.

The paragon of Britain would stagger back with a few steps, and then charge forth with a clothesline. Ryan's plan was to keep the offense going as best and as frequent as he could, trying to ignore the nagging pain in his forehead.

She stumbled away from him when he shoved her and grinned, "Aww, what's the matter, can't get enough of my cleavage or did you have enough?" she asked before getting hit with the clothesline and sprawling out on the mat, "What the hell, did I just get hit by a train or something?" she asked before getting to her hands and knees while shaking her head, a little dazed from the clothesline.