Hardcore Match: Fathia Aiyn Vs. Deathbird

Fathia heard Deathbird's words. She didn't need to let go to make the fool stop but for now, she was going to save her trump card. If she could make Deathbird let go, just by letting go herself, then so be it. She released the hold when Deathbird did and crawled away to a standing position of her own, turning to face the woman.

As soon as she felt Fathia release her hold, Deathbird would do the same and crawled away fast to the ropes so she can rest a little. She would take just a few moments before slowly rising up again. This match was really hearing up now and both girls were already giving their best shots.

Fathia crawled to the opposite side of the ring and stood up as well. She grinned at Deathbird and put her hands behind her back. She then stomped on the ring with two quick, successive stomps and narrowed her eyes at Deathbird. "It is ok to give up, matey. This match was unwinnable from the start and the only thing I want is your coin. You should take this moment to exit while you still can. It is a generous offer."

Deathbird felt the mat shake two times as she glanced over at Fathia who was taunting her and saying it was okay to give up. But she smirked as she said, "Huh, don't count your chickens before they hatch, matey. Thank you for the offer, but I'm afraid I have to decline." Standing up straight, she would return to her fighting stance and begin moving to Fathia, preparing for what appears to be the last phase of the match.

Fathia kept a cool smile on her face as Deathbird took a fighting stance and cautiously approached. The pirate remained quite stoic, keeping one hand behind her back as she eyed Deathbird unscrupulously.

"I wouldn't keep ducks if I didn't know they were always going to be in a row." She said simply. When Deathbird was close, Fathia pulled out her hand from beind her back. Once again, the donga stick was back in her possession, seemingly like magic and she arced it forward to try and use the full extent of the eight feet to catch Deathbird even from a far away position.

Fathia hoped that Deathbird was getting frustrated and put off her game by the magic tricks that Fathia pulled out from her hat. However, she was more concerned about beating Deathbird's face in and taking her booty.

Deathbird approached closer as she had one eye glancing at Fathia's hand hidden behind her back. Seeing how tense it was, she knew that it was something that Fathia holds dear to her. Sure enough, it was the donga stick which Deathbird simply grew tired of.

When Fathia arced it forward, Deathbird would try to sidestep out of the way quickly before kicking it away from her to the side. "What is with your stick? You carry it around like it's your waltzing matilda."

Fathia pulled her stick back when Deathbird kicked it away and kicked it. She raised an eyebrow at Deathbird's words. "Oh?" She said as she brought the stick up into a fighting stance. "Well, I do travel the world and this is one of the only things I keep at my side. So you may very well be accurate, scallywag."

Fathia then stepped forward. "That's exactly why I'm never going to lose it." Fathia then frowned. "But, I am growing weary of this fight. I suggest you accept what I have to offer now before I unfavorably raise the stakes a bit."

The pirate then dashed at Deathbird and stabbed at the girl with the large stick, trying to make sure she kept her distance with the huge reach advantage the eight foot stick gave her.

Deathbird kept her fighting stance up as she watched both Fathia and her stick. Smirking, she would say, "Raise the stakes? Hmm, how so? I mean we already put up our coin purses." When Fathia dashed, Deathbird would try to sidestep and knock the stick away in an attempt to avoid being stabbed.

But as Fathia intended, Deathbird would try to keep a good distance as she added, "If you keep trying to hit me with that stick, it'll be a long day."

Fathia's eyes twinkled at Deathbird's words. What she had said, Deathbird misinterpreted. But now Fathia was intrigued. "Oh? If you don't have any coin to wager, then why don't you think of something else? " She said, chuckling. She had pulled her stick away when Deathbird tried to knock it away but she didn't seem concerned by Deathbird's words.

"Oh? Is that what you think?" She said as she thrust the stick at Deathbird once more, trying to continue to drive her backwards. After all, the girl could only back away for so long before she was backed into a corner.

Deathbird slowly backed away as she said, "You want something else to wager? How about loser gets to be the winner's punching bag for the day? That's from yours truly." But she had to keep her plan that she wants to lead Fathia to the corner without suspicion for a surprise attack later. This has to work if she is willing to win.