Damus Kirenko vs Rebecaa Willow

"Oh? So eager to escape." Damus muttered to Rebecca, keeping the hold cinched in as best he could. He figured it was best to try and wear down Rebecca, get the fight and life out of her. He was starting to be reminded of his last fight in Tension, against that bratty ninja girl who he forgot the name of. He had been humbled and beaten then, just like in that fencing tournament.

The thought made the face of Damus darken, a snarl appearing on his face. He continued the pressure on Rebecca's waist, not even bothering to look at her. "So what shall you do hm?" the Russian muttered with ice in his voice.

Rebecca continues to get caught into his pretty strong tight bearhug that slowly crushing her petite body, squirming but not much she can do other than her skirt frill around while her arms and legs just jiggling though eventually her hands moving down to his arms trying to pry it off her. "Nghhhh!"

She opened her one eye and looking at his face, biting down her teeth while still pushing down at his arms. "Nghhh.... maybe let go?" She jokingly knowing that he wouldnt do it and if he does, he'll probably execute a move on her in blind of an eye, either way. If her pushing on his arms isnt going to work much, then she'll pound her small fists onto his arms instead.

Damus raised an eyebrow at Rebecca's reaction, he didn't expect that. Just asking to be let go? It made the Russian pause for a brief second, as he acknowledge the absurdity of it. As he paused to ponder upon it however, Rebecca had started to attack his arms. This jerked the anti-knight back to reality, and sure enough his scowl reappeared. Or was it always there? Hard to tell with Damus.

"Peon!" he shouted, Damus was now intent on converting this move. It was clear that Rebecca didn't want to remain in the icy embrace of the Russian tyrant, so with that in mind it was time to do so.

"Huaggh!" Damus would keep hold of Rebecca in his embrace and take a few steps backwards, hoping to convert his move into a belly to belly suplex and send the little brat flying.

Rebecca was just being honest, just asking if he could let her go nicely, but looks like it was a wrong question to ask, while still in his powerful arms and he wasnt pleased with her question and for that, he end up flinging her small framed body and slamming her down into his Belly to Belly suplex, hitting the mat with her back. "Kyahhh!"

If he let her go, she would bounce and laying on her back nearly in spread eagle on the mat, groaning that it hurts like heck even for herself, she have been thrown and slammed many times but he was much stronger than the people she was trained in, it was a hurty. "Owwwwwww.... uhhhhhh" She was hoping to get back up quickly but really stunned on the mat, just panting to catch a breather.

Damus had slammed Rebecca down hard with that belly to belly, as he expected. What were the owners of this wrestling brand thinking of? Sending a fish like this to go up against a shark like Damus? The Russian Tyrant didn't know nor did he care, at least he could make an example out of her he supposed.

Mr Kirenko just sat where he was after performing the move, briefly glancing at Rebecca's crashed body. Then with his usual scowl Damus would stand up, giving his neck a light crack as he did so.

"Hmph! I'm at a loss for words, I truly am." Damus said as he made his way to the corner, just allowing Rebecca to stand back up and catch her breath. Damus was that confident of victory.

Rebecca groans as she lay there on the mat after a very heavy impact that her small framed body could barely handled, he was much stronger than she have wrestled against anyone really, it took her a good long minute to start recovering and slowly pushes herself sitting up, panting a little and wondering whats happening. "Ohh...."

The little Rebecca taking her time to move her hands against the mat and her knee, her feet sliding under herself as shes doing her best to get up, not giving up regardless. She knows shes a jobber and meant to entertain people no matter who they are, but he was so strong that she may not lat for much longer. "Nghh...."

Damus wasn't expecting much, he never did of his opponent's. Although that came back to bite his sorry ass, and that loss was why he was here in the first place. He watched and leaned back on the turnbuckle as he saw Rebecca slowly claw herself back up, and decided to move forward.

The Russian tyrant placed his hand over Rebecca's forehead, not crushing it but rather just holding her in place. Damus would make eye contact and say "Know this, I do not bare any malice or personal hatred towards you. You are an example, an example of my power and what is to come."

As Rebecca pushing herself up to her feet and by the time she got up standing, Damus went up to her and placing his big hand over her forehead and holding her in place, she can barely look at him pass his hand as he seemingly teasing her like a big bully he is.

"Ohhh you!" She tries to pushes her forehead forward and swinging her arms around like a spinning wheels, she knows that it wouldnt reach him but if she can push forward hard enough, maybe if shes lucky enough, she can hit him with her rotating arms of doom!

Damus wasn't expecting Rebecca to come back with such energy, swinging her arms around like a maniac. Perhaps it was desperation kicking in, the Russian tyrant wouldn't know nor care.

"Tch, calm down woman! Control yourself!" Damus stated, a bit taken aback by the sudden burst of energy on Rebecca's part. He raised his arms in defence against Rebecca's improv assault. Although the tyrant would attempt to counter by giving a fierce shove to force Rebecca to back off, to get some space and do something.

Rebecca was trying to hit Damus with her fierce arms swinging around before suddenly shoved pretty hard by his powerful hands, causing her to trip backward and roll once, twice before she stopped by facing down on the mat, slowly getting herself up on all fours.

"Nghh... why are you stalling? Are you afraid to hurt little girls?!" She taunting him, she notices he isnt trying his hardest just wasting time against her, almost like he isnt interested in facing her now, bit disappointed, almost wanting to stop wrestling him by walking out if he continues to keep doing this.