Camilia Espinosa vs. Nebel Schwarz

She hugged their lungs to the mat as much as she could, the count starting at one and the Latina felt she could go for two if the reversal had caught Nebel off guard long enough to even hope for it.

Her hopes would be dashed immediately after one, two was just a thought now as the blonde kicked out, freeing herself and tossing Camilia over to the side. Fuck! She shouldn’t be surprised given their test of strength earlier but this was ridiculous two pin attempts in such a short amount of time, was she getting soft?

Getting to her feet, albeit slow, she caught the soldiers glare, their persona seemed broken at this point and now they were both on a war path in this match. Both now letting their tempers flare and both now wanting the other down and out, oh this was going to get messy.

If Nebel hadn’t gotten to their feet in enough time, the Latina would attempt to pick them up by the arm. If she had managed that she’d press them against the ropes pushing her in for some momentum before springing her across the ring with an Irish whip. If her plan was going unhindered the moment the solider came back she’d plant her boot firmly in their face.

Both of them seemed to have decided to get serious, after getting a good taste of what the other was capable of. Things were going to just get more heated as they seemed so far to be more than just equal. This match might end up coming down to the wire and Nebel wouldn't have it any other way.

Being a tad bit slower on getting up to her feet than Camilia allowed the White bull to take a hold of her arm and push into the blond, forcing her backwards and making her back press against the ring ropes. She would wince and as Camilia tried to send her running with that Irish Whip. Nebel would hold on tight to Camilia's arm and try to stomp her feet down, bracing and stopping herself from being forced to run.

Yet, instead she would try and reverse it and send Camilia running towards the ropes of the opposite side of the ring. Though Kasumi didn't just wait for the white bull to come back. She'd run in after the woman so that the second the Latina was about to bounce back towards her. Nebel would run in and try and drive her knee up into Camilia's abs!

Nothing seemed to go right for her tonight, every attempt she’d make came with a counter from the solider, could she seriously just not keep the lead? Nebel planted herself to refuse her Irish whip, instead, Camilia would be the one to go running to the opposite side of the ring only to have a knee thrust into her abs, a pain groan escapes her lips.

She’d bend her knees to keep from falling, her air was rushed forth from her lungs and quite frankly she felt ready to drop and just lay there but Nebel would be waiting for that. Her body needed a minute to recover but she knows she doesn’t have that kind of time. She had one weapon left: her head.

Nebel only had to get so close, the moment she did, the Latina would attempt to headbutt them away, hoping to disorient so she may have a moment to recuperate before stepping in and attempting to slam her elbow into their jaw as payback.

Nebel had rushed in and driven her knee right into that taut firm belly of Camilia and it looked as if she was about to be able to continue as she was would try and turn and grab that head, she had plans of going for a bulldog, but as she tried to grab a hold of that head...she was surprised to get a head smacking right into her face. " Uugh!" Kasumi grunted in surprise as she was headbutted and forced to stumble back a step or two.

The blond was then met with a surprise elbow straight to her jaw just as she was staggering backwards, causing her to stumble and fumble. Her feet tripping over themselves as she dropped down onto her rear. She brought her hand up to her face, holding her jaw as she would glare up at the white bull.

Feeling a bit dazed as she would try and push herself back up to her feet.

She was honestly surprised she had caught the solider off guard, they were more of a challenge then she gave credit but she wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of it. The elbow radiated from her being, flesh smacking bone and then their sudden fall made her realize all the more that she could be such an indomitable opponent like Nebel.

The glare sold it for her, they were obviously not happy with their lastest upset and Camilia could honestly feel for her but she wouldn’t let that get to them. With the soldier still in a daze, the Latina was compelled to finish what she started, this was an opputune moment and she wouldn’t let it pass by her.

She attempt to help the voluptuous blonde to her feet, guiding her into her thighs only to be locked down as she was earlier before the counter. She planned to capitalize, her arms wrapping around their slender yet well-toned waist. If Nebel complied, Nebel’s legs would be held high before she’d hipefully drop to her knees to bash their head into the mat.

Nebel was still feeling a bit dazed after that double dealing of pain straight onto her head, she was trying to make her way up towards her feet again, and it looked as if that wasn't going to be too difficult right now. At least not when Camilia decided to help her out. 

The white bull grabbed at Nebel and forced the blond's head in between those strong firm thighs of hers. Grabbing at those tanned legs, then suddenly she was yanked up by those two arms on her waist. Hoisted upside down as Camilia took a hold of her and had them back to front at the moment. 

Kasumi's legs kicked about a little in the air, until she was spiked straight down onto the top of her head as Camilia hit her with a piledriver. For a moment Nebel's entire body froze stiff and solid, at the moment of impact and then she slumped down. The second Camilia's arms left her waist she'd flop down onto her front in a heap, arms and legs slightly spread out as her right cheek pressed against the canvas. 

A low groan escaped the German soldier as she laid there before Camilia as a wounded and easy target to follow up on as she was clearly very dazed after that piledriver.

In that moment before the spike she half expected another counter from the solider, her world to be turned upside down and be found in the same position a second time. Lucky for her fate had other plans, Nebel was very complacent and only put up a light struggle with her frantic kicking but it wasn’t enough to shake the bull away.

It all happened just as she hoped, the sudden spike to their head, the dazed heap at her feet, oh was it a sight. She can do this! With this lead now in her favor she had to take full advantage of the situation. The Latina would be kind enough to flip them onto their back, it was the least she could do before trying to finish the solider off.

If everything continued to go her way, Cecilia would have to accept her as a challenge and take her on, it didn’t matter to her if she won or lost that fight in the future, what mattered to her was that she could prove herself more and more and be given that opportunity. Camilia couldn’t let these thoughts consume her though, she was still in a match and there was still work to be done.

If Nebel was still dazed and still laid out as Camilia had left her, she’d attempt a Moon Sault off the mat to come crashing down across their body, had this worked, she’d hook their leg to go for another pin attempt.

Kasumi laid on her front and groaned, having just been brutally piledriven into the mat by the mighty White bull, the crowd was getting more than a little excited at the display of skill that these two brand new talents to the company was showing off. Neither seemed to be able to overcome the other, until the buxom Latina drove Nebel head first into the mat.

She had her right where she wanted the blond, and it looked as if the white haired one had chosen to try and roll Nebel over onto her back. The blond groaned, arms and legs fell were limp and widespread at the buxom Latina set herself up to do that moonsault.

Though she was perhaps over-reaching at this point, as that move would be something that Nebel, brought her legs up for. Raising her knees so that Camilia's abs would hit right on those knees!

Camilia felt on top of the world, she had taken a huge lead over Nebel, she was laying out, growing and dazed on the mat while she stood tall, it felt too early to go for another pin attempt but why not slide into? That was always an option on the table and one she’d much rather attempt than to just go for it.

With the blonde now on their back, the Latina felt more than confident she could pull this off, she wasn’t big in moonsaukts unless she had the movement from the turnbuckle but that’s take too much time to set up. Still now was a good a time as any, not to mention she’d come crashing down over their abdomen sensing that daze further into the abyss.

The mistake she made was grave, she acted to hastily, didn’t even consider to cover all her bases in that moment. Bending her knees in, propelling herself up and over expecting the soft flesh of belly to belly and instead found her abdomen wrecked with pain, only to find her knees in its place.

”Hnguh!” The impact literally made her bounce off the solider and back into the mat, cradling her stomach, groaning at the sheer intensity as the pain rushed through her body.

Nebel had just managed to get up her own legs and bend them so that her knees were in prime position for the buxom Latina to crash down upon. Which was exactly what the White Bull did. Camilia's body came down with a heavy thud on the blond's knees. Following which the Latina was quick to bounce off of the German and down onto her side.

Panting out a little bit as she moved up to a seated position. Nebel would groan and shake her head a little bit, after that heavy piledriver she still felt a bit dazed from the impact. Yet, she knew that it was now or never. Moving up to her feet, Nebel would attempt to move up and grab Camilia by her short white hair and try and shove Camilia's head in between her own thighs.

Nebel would try and wrap her arms around Camilia's waist and with a mighty heave try and lift Camilia up into the air and roll the woman up onto her shoulders. Before she'd try and throw her down with a sitout powerbomb attempt! Trying to get a little bit of payback for that earlier piledriver.