La Avispa Negra II Vs. Schwarz Nebel

The soldier continued to wrench those arms back, aiming to make sure that hammerlock was as painful as she could make it. It was mostly a debilitating hold which of course still stung....but she doubted she could get a submission with this hold. She would still try and keep the pressure up.

She started to notice how the Puerto Rican started to crawl and aim to pull them towards the ropes. Knowing she would need to stop her, Schwarz Nebel would try and transition this hold. Aiming to break the hammerlock, but keeping her hands on those arms of her opponent.

Schwarz Nebel would next try and pull those arms over her knees and wrap them around her thighs. As she'd reach forward and look to cup that chin, aiming to lock in a Camel Clutch and start to pull backwards on that neck and back of Avispa!

Freedom was near in sight as Avispa reached out for the ropes, attempting to free herself from Nebel's grasp. It was then she felt the body on her shift and soon was fully a top and bringing her head back into a camel clutch, stopping her efforts at the moment as her upper body was pulled backwards in the hold. It hurt so much and clouded her mind in pain. She couldn't do anything at the moment, Belinda effectively as the wasp was rather weak in the defense game with submissions. If she didn't escape soon her opponent would most likely walk away the winner of this match.

"Perra salir de mí,!" she would cry out at Nebel, hands around her neck as she tried to push those arms off of her the best she could.

Having now trapped the Wasp in this painful hold, Schwarz Nebel started to pull on that camel clutch now, keeping her opponent firmly trapped! She wasn't about to let the wasp use her stinger anymore!

The German Soldier would lean backwards as she would try and put as much pressure as she could on Avispa. She would feel her hands trying to pry off her mitts, but the young blond tried to hold firm against her opponent. The referee would soon slip in next to the pair and ask La Avispa Negra if she wanted to give up.

The Puerto Rican wasp was in a lot of pain as the hold continued into the camel clutch, holding on the best that her will could do. As it went on she began to grow weaker as pain filled her, the referee coming and asking her if she wanted to give up and allow the German the victory over her. Again and again for a minutes time as Avispa tried her desperate attempt to hold on. She had to fight back, to push beyond against her opponent, remember what her family, her lineage of wrestling had taught her as she felt the drive to push back, to struggle as her hands gripped around  what she could of Nebel's hands, pushing them away the best she could to try and escape the hold.

This surge of strength , this push to go on as the referee continued to call if she wanted to submit, Avispa wasn't going to give up. A wasp didn't die after stinging once, she was going to continue to sting and sting again. All she needed of course was to get out of the hold.

Schwarz Nebel continued the hold as much as she could, leaning back to try and cause her opponent as much pain as she could, it was a difficult thing though, as soon enough the Wasp began to struggle, gritting her teeth as she felt Avispa's hands gripping the blond fighter's hands and started to pull them off of her.

The longer this went on, the less of a hold Schwarz Nebel had, as she soon lost her grip entirely. She would try and pull her arms back and away from Avispa's hands, looking to move off and back away from the Puerto Rican if she could. Feeling rather vulnerable with her hands under the control of her opponent.

The Puerto Rican firebrand wasn't going to let Nebel take her into a tap out, bringing her will to bare as she summoned up her strength to push out of the cobra clutch, eventually managing with a struggle to escape as her opponent let her go and backed away. Even with the escape she was still not in the best of shape, breathing heavily and body straining from the hold as she shakily got onto one knee, facing the direction of Schwarz. She had disadvantage now, having to most likely fight her back to gain a ahold of this match again.

The ball was still on the German's side of the court and Avispa was down by eight. If she wanted to get to get it back then she'd have unleash the full power of her namesake, to push it to the absolute limit as she grit her teeth to stand back up again.

Having pulled away from Avispa, she would narrow her eyes a bit, the Wasp certainly was true to her name, a tenacious girl who wasn't willing to give in. The blond would raise her arms, taking a deep breath as she would ready herself, she saw Avispa do the same as she stood back up again.

Not wanting to give her too much time to recover, Schwarz Nebel would charge towards her and try and go in for a clothesline and try smack that arm of hers into Avispa's neck and shoulders, trying to take her of her feet.

She was still not in the best shape but Avispa had managed to give her at least some breathing room, just enough to get her mind back on track with her worn out body so when seeing Nebel come at her with arm raised, aiming to bring it down on her unprotected throat and bring her once again down to the mat below, Avispa would quickly assess the situation with a boost of adrenaline, as she made her move towards the incoming German woman. She'd jump at Nebel and try to bring her feet around her neck, aiming for a text book luchadora move far too iconic for explanation, the hurricarana.

A simple move, it was the perfect counter that if she managed to pull it off would give her a bit of a reprieve to bring the fight back.

Schwarz Nebel came charging in at Avispa, she would try and go for that lariat right across the chest of Avispa. She aimed to take the wasp down and bring her down, she didn't count on the wasp to strike though. The Latina leaping up and wrapping her legs around her head, the eyes of Nebel got wider and she was caught completely by surprise as her rival foe then yanked her off of the feet.

Swinging along with the weight of La Avispa, Schwarz Nebel was brought down onto the canvas, the impact causing a thud to sound out as the soldier was forced to roll a bit after being taken down, a bit dazed and a bit more dizzy.

Avispa quickly got back to her, stumbling slightly as she was still rather off, pain shooting through her body as she reaffirmed her footing. She ran right through it, moving straight towards one side of the ring and jumped up on the ropes, aiming this time for a quick and impressive follow up, a spring board moonsault that displayed her near perfect aerial agility and speed that even partially wounded and tired could still perform exceptionally. Her hopes is that she could quickly follow this up further, a short and fast pin attempt that kept the pressure up and what she hoped, enough to maybe even win an a victory.