Adrian Kytes & Rebecca Tomko vs Zarya Volkov & Isa Kubota: International Action

Adrian let out a small "Wooo!" of satisfaction as her elbow gave Isa a headache beyond the control of any Tylenol while she looked for her next move. While it would be nice to think that the Japanese woman was stunned enough to get a quick pin off of, wrestling instinct had a way of kicking in once people realised that the ref was counting to three and there was the small case of the Elephant In The Other Corner. Any pin now would lead to Zarya charging in and that was not something the former cosplayer wanted to deal with while still having to focus down Isa.

Trying to guide the hurting Warrior back up to her feet by her head, Adrian planned to pull her straight back down with a snapmere just when Isa thought she could actually stand up on her own again. Cruel? yes. Fun? Yes again.

Kubota was out of it enough that some part of felt actual gratitude as someone helped her to her feet. It was a momentary deception, of course, as the world came back into focus just in time for her to realize where she was, what she was doing, and that it was an enemy *helping* her up, rather then a friend.

"Get off me you worthless-! Ahhhh!"  Isa had just enough time to issue a cry of outraged indignation before she was unceremoniously snap-mared to the mat, landing hard on her plush backside. At least the pain helped her recover her wits after that elbow to the head, but it still earned Kytes a baleful glare over her shoulder as Isa scrambled towards the ropes at the side of the ring, trying to crawl there on her hands and knees. She pointed ignored her partner Zarya, however, far too prideful to admit she might need help against the former cosplayer.

Isa's indignant cries were music to Adrian's ears as the modern day warrior was left crawling to the ropes while Adrian paraded around the ring full of smiles for her downed foe. There were few things more satisfying than watching someone who liked to present themselves as so dignified fall apart, especially if they were a jackass. Still, her joy couldn't last forever, sooner or later the former cosplayer would have to keep the pressure on.

Charging back towards the opposite ropes, Adrian hoped to meet Isa at the other ropes so she could jump on the bottom rope, over the Japanese woman before bringing her boots straight down onto Isa's shoulders, crushing the technical member of the Rival Powers down.

Crawling hand over hand towards the ropes, Isa Kubota was perfectly aware of her currently lack of dignity. It hardly mattered in the moment, in the midst of a match, and she could only console herself with thoughts of all the horrible things she was going to do to the girl. She just burned to trap the former cosplayer in an agonizing submission hold and stretch Adrian until the blood vessels in her eyes burst and her joints threatened to pop from their sockets.

Alas, righteous vengeance would have to wait. Just as Isa reached the corner and extended a hand to grab the turnbuckle, that damned Kytes came soaring over her head, hitting the bottom buckle. By the time Kubota realized what her adversary was doing it was too late to avoid the results. Adrian's boots came crashing down on her shoulders, driving Isa flat to the canvas!

"Oouff!" She groaned in a forced exhalation of breath, the Japanese woman's ample breasts pancaked beneath her as she was literally stomped helplessly into the mat. The whole affair was almost as embarrassing as it was painful.

Zarya Volkov, thankfully for her, was already moving to interfere. The Russian dropped down to the floor, rushed around to the other side of the ring, and reached under the bottom rope to grab her partner by the arm, intent on simply yanking her out of the ring and out from under Adrian. The crowd would no doubt jeer up a storm if she managed it, but neither member of the Rival Powers cared. They needed to regroup.

Adrian stumbled away from her own double-footed landing as the wrestler she was using as a rug was yanked out from underneath her, forcing the brunette to throw an arm over the middle rope to keep herself from fully falling on her ass with a "Whoa!"

Now she had both opponents together on the outside, Adrian had a really stupid idea as the Rival Powers regrouped. Pulling herself up straight with an audacious smirk plastered on her face, Rebecca had to groan out in frustration. "This is gonna be dumb..." the giantess mumbled into her own palm as Adrian bolted for the ropes, throwing herself into them to spring back with a head of steam and leap clear over the ropes onto Isa and Zarya!

Isa often found her partners little rescue efforts timely, but rather unpleasant, and this was no different as Zarya yanked her out of the ring with all the care one might give a bag of laundry. She toppled right out of the ring to land, face first, on the cold, hard floor, getting her hands up just in time to avoid banging her head.

"Ow... be careful!" She grumbled before Zarya yanked her up by her shoulders.

"Stop getting your ass kicked by some little girl, and I won't have to save you." The russian growled, clearly taking offense at her partners lack of gratitude.

Isa Kubota opened her mouth to retort, but paused, the words dying in her throat. The crowd was... getting louder, more excited, the energy of it rising and cresting like a wave. Both heels had just enough time to glance at each other, then at the ring, having only a second to spare before Adrian Kytes came flying over the top rope and right down on top of them, wiping out both of the rival powers as her momentum sent them all down in a heap! Zarya stumbled back and landed against the barricade in a sitting position while Isa was knocked to the side, groaning as she landed on her front, sprawled on the floor. The crowd roared their approval, forcing the referee to yell as the twenty count began! They had that long to return to the ring, but Adrian might have stunned herself as well as her rivals!

Adrian bowled the bickering belligerents over, body surfing the big Russian all the way down to the arena floor. "Yeeaaaah!" The brunette yelled, pulling herself up to her knees while she waved her arms wildly to the cheering crowd. It was always nice when big risks paid off, and with opportunities to dive to the outside few and far between Adrian had just cemented her place on any Moderately-Safe-For-Work AFW highlight reel for the next six months at least. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" the American cheered, swaying and staggering back to the ring edge as she waited for legs the un-jelly. She celebrated her dive the way others might have celebrated a victory, much to the amazon's frustrations, before Adrian finally decided to actually continue the match and roll Isa back into the ring, sliding in herself afterwards.