Grudge Match: Masane vs Sarah Gatt

Masane tried to roll to the side as soon as Sarah took her foot off her, and tried to get back up once more.

Sarah hand shot out to grab Masane's long hair before she could slip away. "Oh no! You don't get to run away!" she snarled. Her increase of speed was startling to some, but Sarah had not taken off her weights to fight with in a while.

With Masane's hair in her grasp she tried to slam the girl's face hard into the mat. If she was stunned by this Sarah would once again try to strip her.

Masane had gotten to one knee when Sarah grabbed her hair, and Masane tried to throw a backfist into her gut, having gotten sick of Sarah grabbing for her hair.

"Ghh!" Sarah grunted when Masane threw her fist into her gut. She released Masane's hair and backed away smiling at her mockingly.

Masane stood up slowly when Sarah backed away, her breathing labored as she turned to face Sarah, glaring daggers at her with the smile Sarah gave her. She could feel Sarah keep trying to tug at her clothes when she was down, and did something a bit unexpected. She untied her sash, and took off her gi, tossing it aside and leaving her in her white martial art pants and black sports bra.

Sarah raised a surprised eyebrow when Masane removed her top, sparing her the trouble of doing so. She grinned in amusement. "So when all else fails, you decide to strip?" she asked in disdain. "You're just a little bundle of stupidity, aren't you?"

Masane smirked a little. "Better I take it off than allow your grubby hands all over my uniform." She said, and raised her arms up and stared her down.

"What do you say we finish this now, going toe to toe with each other? No grapples." She said. "First to fall loses."

Sarah raised an eyebrow at Masane's proposal, and chuckled amusingly. "Oh, nice. Real honorable. Challenge a person with a broken arm to fist fight. You're a real piece of work." So far Sarah had kept her injured arm tucked close to her body, and the once piercing pain had become a dull throb.

"Alright," Sarah relented anyway, and raised her one good arm to fight with. "Bring it on. Let's finish this." Little did Masane know all the thing Sarah planned to do to her once she knocked her out....

"You can use your feet too." She smirked. "Besides... should be no trouble for you." She added, and stepped in towards her, starting off with a quick jab aimed for her gut while her other arm was up by her head.

Sarah's arm moved like a blur, knocking aside Masane's attack to her gut, then swiftly using it to strike Masane's face. This was a fient however, and like Masane's said she would put her feet to use, swinging it up to kick Masane cruely in the crotch, now that her protection was no longer available.