Camilia Espinosa vs. Nebel Schwarz

The bull thought she was making good progress on the solider, she felt she had this in the bag, a sense of underestimating her opponent’s this far into the game wasn’t like her but she was confident now. She felt like she could do this and win Cecilia’s approval.

If only she had payed more attention, maybe even break down Nebel more but that regret would come to haunt her immediately. She felt the sudden stand still, instead of the blonde running it was her now, how did she do that? When!? It didn’t matter, Camilia was forced in with momentum and brought back with the same force. Her gut suffered a brutal knee that made her body double over, spit flew from her mouth from the impact, her gut in sheer pain.

Of course they weren’t going to allow her to recover or even show boat, she felt those arms lock around her waist and she could only guess what was coming next. She didn’t even get the chance to protest or say something witty before her back came crashing to the canvas, her body was a pool of pain and agony and she laid momentarily stunned in the canvas.

In hindsight there wouldn’t be much to get her going, that is until a butt came down on her. She was getting a dose of her own medicine, her feet began to hammer down on the mat and Nebel telling her she shouldn’t have played around, oh was she right, that’s what made it much worse. Using her feet as tipping points, she’d buck herself up in hopes to through the German away, her hands little room to move with her shoulders and arms pinned but she refused to give in.

Schwarz Nebel's comeback attempt had been swift and the blond had wasted no time in slamming the bull down straight on the canvas and with it, after which she was quick in seating her rear right down on the face of the Latina, she pressed her firm rear down against that pretty face as she attempted to smother the buxom Latina out. 

Yet, it didn't seem as if she was going to get very long to do that as Camilia was quick in kicking her off and pushing Nebel to the side, the German Warrior would quickly try and get up towards her knees, shaking her head a little as she would slowly rise up towards her feet. 

She had tasted a fair bit off what Camilia had to offer right now and it was clearly not going to be an easy opponent to finish off. Yet, she was more than prepared to try and do it. Waiting for the woman to rise up so that they could resume this battle.

The ability to properly breathe was welcomed ardently. Camilia wasn’t particularly happy about the exchange, although it was her own fault that it happened. In theory, she probably got what was coming to her for playing instead of actually taking it seriously. A mistake she vowed not to make again this match, she wipes her mouth; getting to her feet.

”Alright Nebel, I’ll give you that.” Her gaze narrowed, as she lowered into a stance. “I’m not gonna play anymore! So I hope you’re ready.” With that said, her boots would dig into the canvas as she launched herself forward to overtake the German. The bull charged as fast as her body would allow her, the aim was to catch them off guard and work her way with that.

If her planned worked, the solider would find themselves pushed up against the ropes, her hands locked at their wrists. Camilia would then press her frame against the others, using the ropes as a point to bend them backward. If anything she planned to use them for added momentum but she supposed it was to at least try and fold them over to apply pressure to their back.

If the German found the strength to push back, the Latina would fall back, using her legs and the hold on their wrists to launch them over head. Her plan wasn’t a sure fire one, in all honesty, she wasn’t sure if Nebel would even let her get that far.

Camilia's words rang with truth, she was done playing around and so was Schwarz Nebel, as she would narrow her eyes and get into her grappling stance. she would keep her eyes at the white haired woman who soon tried to rush at her and go low.

Kasumi was pretty sure she knew what the Latina wanted to do, and she wasn't about to let Camilia's words come true that easily. As she would meet Camilia in her rush, their bodies coming together as they pushed against one another, but the Latina was clearly a strong competitor, it wasn't an easy task, but shortly enough she would be able to force Camilia back a step or two.

However, the white haired woman was quick to turn things in her favor again as she grabbed a hold of the blond and yanked her along, throwing her over the White Bull with a monkey flip as the blond crashed down back first against the canvas right ahead of her newfound rival, " Aagh!"

The Latina turned on her bottom, her gaze glued to the downed solider. She began to pant with a bit of exhaustion as it settled in but dammit it was she far from done. The impact seemed to have put the German in a slight daze and now seemed liked the perfect opportunity to get in some major damage.

Rushing to her feet, the bull would slip through the ropes and begin the climb up the turnbuckle, she was a luchadora at heart, so this technique was grounded. Her heart began to race, it had been a good while since she had preformed it her for anyone, although many other competitors have probably done it, it wasn’t the same. As she reached the top she’d hook her fingers under the ropes to anchor herself.

I’m an instant she turns her back toward her opponent, risky business for anyone but would be extremely worth it if it connects. Camilia would bend in her knees and launch herself from the turn buckle in an attempt to land a belly to belly smash across Kasumi. She hoped and prayed she’d land this or she’d be in even more trouble than she did like to admit.

Kasumi groaned upon her back, finding herself in quite a tough spot at the moment as she groaned upon the canvas. Shaking her head a little and trying to gather her senses as she heard the stomps of the buxom Latina's feet. Then they were gone, wondering what the white haired fighter was up to Schwarz Nebel would turn her gaze towards the corner and look as the White Bull climbed the turnbuckle.

She grit her teeth and started to shift around a little, checking how much she could move at the moment. She waited and watched as Camilia would jump off of the top turnbuckle and come flying down towards her, in that moment, the blond rolled. The Soldier would roll out of the way of Camilia's diving attack and instead have the white bull crash bust first into the canvas!

Camilas luck with these maneuvers was proving to become less and less with each attempt. She couldn’t stand it! Perhaps it would’ve been smart to tire Nebel our first but she was too hasty as per usual. When her eyes met the canvas to hopefully see the solider, they’d widen in surprise as they rolled off and nothing but mat was going to meet them.

She bounced up from her crash. Her bust burning with impact and forcing the Latina onto her sides, cupping her aching stomach and bust to help relieve some of the pain. She’d lay for a moment to recooperate, not the best idea when you had a bad blonde ready to bash your face in.

Schwarz Nebel had just avoided a devastating attack and she was planning on bringing it to Camillia now, looking to rise up towards her feet as the Soldier owuld walk her way towards the white haired woman, looking to take a handful of that white hair and yank her foe up towards her feet.

She would try and then pull that head in under her right armpit, looping Camillia's closest arm around her neck, as she would then try and take a hold of those cut-off shorts to try and and lift Camilia up into the air, upside down. Holding her there to let as much blood from Camilia come down to her skull, before she would try and drop herself down and try to spike the white bull on her head with a typical brainbuster!

Camilia was too stunned to resist any motions forced on her by the German solider, her stomach was aching in pain and not given time to recover was really making things difficult. The risks far outweighed the reward and she came to that conclusion way to late, she had hoped it would pay off but right now, she was at the blondes mercy.

A slight searing pain rocked her head as Nebel grabbed her hair, if she weren’t in so much pain she’d definitely lay into her for that but she never got that chance. The bull would squirm as she was brought under their arm, her own thrown over their neck. She felt the sudden tightness in her shorts as the solider tugged on them to lift her up.

Now suspended, Camilia was left with only the threat of being dropped, her eyes stared in helplessness at the pale floor, blood rushes to her head, the Latina feels sick. In that moment, Nebel would drop, spiking her skull into the canvas. Camilia would grip her now aching skull, her stomach reminding her of the needed attention too, the bull was in a bad position.

Pulling Camilia up into the air and hoisting her upside down as she held her up high, she would prepare for that brainbuster and it didn't take very long before the Soldier brought the White Bull down into the canvas! Driving that head straight into the mat and hit that mighty Brainbuster!

She watched Camila's frame drop down onto her front and with it Schwarz Nebel would quickly move up and try and push Camilia over onto her back, looking to lay herself down on the busty Latina's chest and hook a leg of hers. Trying to get in a good pin attempt on her opponent.