Unwanted Ops vs Ven, Addyson Queensbury, and ???

Ven's satisfaction from her strike connecting was unfortunately short lived as Samantha soon began carelessly tugging on her top once more, forcing her down before she was abruptly shoved back, only to be caught by her opponents strong legs and forced onto her back, immediately kicking her long legs and trying to pull apart her opponents once she swiftly realised that she had been well and truly caught. "Huuaa!! Take me out to dinner before you try and scissor with me!!" Ven growled, trying to irritate her opponent through the implementation of humour as she continued to struggle, trying to use her body strength to at least help her sit up.

Sam just pushed Ven's body to the side as she tried to get back on her feet. "I'm starting to think you may have a thing for me." Samantha said as she waited for Ven to get back on her feet. She didn't feel like pressing the attack just yet, but her time will come. When Ven was on her feet, Sam would rush over to Ven and try to clothesline her back down.

"Hm hm, now who's flattering themselves?" Ven asked as she began quickly making her way back up onto two feet, keeping a constant battle-ready gaze locked onto Samantha to spot any form of attack which the deceptively aggressive woman may try to use. Seeing her opponent coming a mile off The Silent Retribution dug her heels into the canvas, standing solid to tank through her crafty foes clothesline. With the attack only managing to nudge her back a little way Ven gave a sincere smile, lunging forwards to try and grab Samantha by the throat. "Besides. You're not my type."

Samantha ran forward and tried to take down Ven, but she was able to stand her ground and take the clothesline. She would have kept up the pressure, but Ven fought back and caught her by the throat. Reactive by nature, Samantha used one hand to grab and hold Ven's wrist while her other hand tried to grab her face. What seemed like a face claw, was actually an eye rake. If the ref had something to sayto her, Sam would play it off as a mistake.

"Not going to do you any good I'm- AGH!" Ven spoke out before letting out a brief shriek of pain, preparing to lift Samantha up by the throat when she was abruptly cut-off by a sharp pain shooting through her eyes, unfortunately forcing her to let go and stumble off backwards a bit, shielding her eyes with her arm as she tried to recover as quickly as she was able. "Damn.." The Silent Retribution mumbled, her irritation growing as she found it increasingly difficult to properly fight against this crafty foe.

The ref warned Samantha about going near her opponent's eyes, but she ignored her. She made her way to Ven and grabbed her by the back of her knees pushed into her to knock her down with a double leg take down. Samantha was going to try to apply a sharpshooter to Ven and take out her lower body.

"Grah!" Ven gasped as she was suddenly sent back down to the canvas once again, unfortunately not having much opportunity to have done much about it due to Samantha's previous cheap attack temporarily impairing her vision. Feeling her opponents movements and instantly getting a pretty good idea of what she was setting up for The Silent Retribution began violently kicking her long legs, trying to prevent her foe from grasping them properly.

As Sam tried to get her submission move in, she had to deal with Ven's kicking legs. Instead of trying to hold on and attempt to force the move in, Sam got quickly frustrated and threw Ven's legs away from her. Due to her frustration, Sam tried to repeatedly stomp out Ven's knees.

Any satisfaction Ven had felt from avoiding Samantha's submission attempt quickly dissipated as the newly frustrated heel began aggressively stomping on her knees, providing quite the painful problem to The Silent Retribution as attacks like this heavily impacted how quickly she could make her way back up onto two feet. Fighting through the pain Ven shot up with the use of her hands, remaining in a sitting position while doing her best to make a quick tactical retreat.

Samantha continued to stomp out the larger women's knees a few times she tried to escape by scooting away. She didn't offer any chase as she kept her cool and calmed down. Losing her cool or burning herself out now wouldn't go well for her or her team. Taking a deep breath, Samantha ran forward and prepared to dropkick Venn. On the ground or standing, Sam would adjust her jump to Venn's position.