Cyclone Tag Tournament Round 1: Rebecca and Diana vs Kyoko and Amy

Holding her foe still in the squeeze-less triangle choke, Diana would reign elbow after elbow sharply into her fulls skull. She might not of actually been trying to draw blood, but fans were starting to believe that was her actual intent. Soon enough she'd find Amy forcing her fists down hard on the Italian wherever they would land, stopping Diana's own assault. Given her strong leg posture and the control of her foe that came with it, it didn't take much for Diana to simply cover and curl her body, tucking her head somewhat downwards into her arms that covered her large chest and firm abs.

Knowing now her foe was beginning to turn irate, Diana would force a small smile on her lips to further infuriate her foe, whilst of course relishing in the results the Italian was gaining.

Turning her body with each every hard blow Amy threw at her, Diana would soon opt to switch postures again, somewhat believing what damage could be done in their given posture was already done. Finding the rhythm in her foes brutal striking, she'd release her guard as her foes right came down, hugging both arms around it and pinning it to her chest as she'd grunt from the blow of the strike. Biting her lip and forcing herself through the pain, she'd try to bend Amy's arm somewhat in an arm bar whilst at the same time releasing her triangle with her legs, instead opting to push her foe with her long limbs. Simply put, she was trying to encourage Amy to break the posture on her own accord, rather than stay and get her arm bent something wicked!

Whatever she was enduring she was going to give her all of it back and more before the match was said and done, as was the tradition with her punches hitting Diana back with the force she needed. It wasn't ideal from her position but it was better then just letting Diana have her way. Still the amazon had the nerve to smile as if she hadn't just ducked and hid the entire match like that was an accomplishment. Regardless she was going to get out of this no matter what.

Though the Italian amazon abruptly started to grab at her arm and try to apply an armbar of some sort and press on her arm. "NNggarrh." She groaned as she had to stop her attack and grab her hand to try and keep it straightened. From there she would also try and build herself up so that Diana was on her shoulder blades and the ref could start to go for a pin of some kind and maybe sneak the win out of this position.

Forcing her foe to adjust positions, even an attempt at a match winning pin by her blonde rival was more preferable to her straddling her or initiating a ground and pound. Now Amy had throw caution to the wind in an attempt to push Diana's shoulders flat with but a single hand, something which gave the Italian room to move with. Bringing her feet up and hooking them under Amy's armpits, she'd give something of a fierce pull with her toned limbs as she released the armbar, in an an effort to pull the Lion flat to her back away from her.

With space now on her side, Diana would quickly attempt to roll back and away, more than eager to resume the match on her feet rather than a tussle match to the ground.

Amy was trying to get her down and moving her up to where she would be pinned unless she broke her free. Though Diana found an alternate way to get out, and that was already there but she was caught in between her and been rolled through so that she ended up falling right on her back.

Hitting the ground she rolled through and grabbed her arm as she riled it around to try and dull out the pain she moved up and looked at her opponent. Getting back up to her feet she stared down the amazon as she got up as well. "Did you forget how to fight? or do you realize how out of your depth you are in here?"

Outmanoeuvring her foe via a tactile yanking of her firm arms with firm legs, Diana was sure to shake off her discomfort as she stood, bouncing on her toes with surprising vigour for someone this late in the match. Her foes taunt would both anger and confuse her, bringing her to a brief standstill before she resumed a pace, walking towards her own corner.

"Are we thinking of the same match? I'm making you my little pet..." Diana would purr, pouting with her lips as she almost brought up a hand to blow the girl a kiss. "But I'm not here for playtime little lion...although I'll be sure to teach you some manners personally when I have the space in my calendar..." Stepping back towards her own corner, she'd finally have reason for the cocky action of turning her back to her foe, apparently completely throwing her guard aside. "But you have bigger things on your mind than me little lion..."

Diana would smugly turn her head, before raising her hand and bringing it back down, a distinct slapping sound heard. Rebecca Tomko was the legal woman once again.

Rebecca casually offered her hand out for the tag as Diana decided she was done working over the Lion and decided to give the Giantess another shot at taking her foes apart. This time nicely rested while Amy looked like she wasn't doing so hot, Rebecca stepped over the ropes and into the ring: looking to reach out and pull the Lioness close into a tight headlock.

"Running off whenever the fight gets serious unless you have help and smiling off like you've actually done something? Not exactly what's that's called where I'm from." Amy said as she saw Diana once again going out to tag in Rebecca, something she was in no condition to stop her from doing as the big girl came in. Great, just great, last time she could hurt the big girl but lifting her was impossible and now...with her hurt arm she could throw that right out the window even if she wasn't on the ropes like last time.

Sure enough the girl made the first move, eager to get started as she pulled her in a head lock. Amy got a hand in to try and keep it from being too tight but it still had the negative affect of keeping her still. She tried to power out but Rebecca still had the power edge over her as she was forced to resort to drastic measures...Sticking her hand out and reaching for Kyoko while trying to force herself as close as possible to the girl I question.

Keeping Amy close to her side, the Amazon couldn't help but notice the Lioness' arm stretching out towards her corner, wanting to let her partner back in with the Giantess. Not that that match-up went well for the Pride Queens before but it would buy the blonde time to pull herself together and the purple haired woman probably knew better than to get in a punching match with Rebecca again. "Oh you want out already?" She asked in a taunting tone as she shuffling her foe, still in her headlock, over to her friend, almost in range to tag out before pulling her back into the centre of the ring "Nah, you're going nowhere."

Amy and Kyoko reached towards each other and tried to get the tag in. There fingers had to be mere centimeters apart when Rebecca suddenly yanked her out of reach. Kyoko growled as she knew that Amy was in trouble and she was stuck here until things got better. Or until Amy was beaten, that could happen too, though she didn't like that option.

the blonde took it less well as she started to try and push her off to no avail. Much to her frustration Rebecca was far too big and strong to be able to push her off like that. So instead she started to drive punches into her side to try and get herself free from her grip.

Pulling away someone reaching for a tag was one of the oldest universal dick moves in wrestling, it didn't make a difference what language everyone spoke, denying someone sanctuary after teasing it was a douche strategy, and Amy was making a good shot at making the Giantess pay for it. "Ooof!" Rebecca let out, caught off guard by the first punch.

She held on for a while as the blonde drilled her fist into the ebony amazon's side, but Rebecca was starting to take more damage than her tight headlock was dishing out, lifting her knee into the Lioness' abs as she released the headlock. Wanting to still be between Amy and Kyoko.