Qi Lingxian vs Blaise Cameron

"Three!"

The ref had finished the three count, signifying that Qi had won this match. Once the bell rung and her theme song was playing Ms Lingxian got off of Blaise, and lay down on her back. Taking the chance to gaze up at the lights, after a breath she sat up.

Qi was still a bit mixed in terms of how she felt towards Blaise, his actions in this match just felt contradictory in everything. From how one minute he's ice cold and trying to mess Qi up, to suddenly offering her a hand up. Still though Qi wasn't one to just leave her opponents without saying some stuff.

Ms Lingxian adjusted herself so now she was on her knees beside Blaise, giving him a light prod on the shoulder. "Oi, you alive down there?" she said to him to see if he was still conscious.

The prod to his shoulder registers more than it should have. Maybe it's because it's bare skin on skin. More likely, it's because his body is still shocked with pain. "N-nope...," he replies in a wincing, strained voice. Swallowing hurt. Talking hurt. But he still has his sense of humor.

'Damn, girl, this ain't Kung-Pow. Don't make me the stomach-plug guy.'

The thought causes him to snicker, and he thoroughly regrets it. It involves abdominal muscles, and those are screaming in pain right now. "Heheaoow..." The teen takes a few shaky breaths, drawing in as deep as he can until the pain prevents him from taking any more, trying to relax himself. "I.. I'm just gonna.. work some things out.. down here.."

Blaise has no illusions about his situation. He's not going anywhere on his own. And even now, the referee is signalling that he might need someone to help usher him out of the ring.

Qi had a feeling that Blaise wasn't going to be walking out after taking that move anytime soon, she had broken planks of wood with the palm of compassion after all. But hey Blaise in the mind of Qi had kinda forced her to bust it out, least now it was over. Qi was content enough to just go home and stick on an ice pack and watch game of thrones, and forget about this match.

Although Qi hated to leave people hanging, or rather just splayed out on the floor. Least she could do was try and be nice, the girl nodded to Blaise and said "Right well something tells me you don't want to be doing that for a while, after all there's probably another match on after this. So....."

Qi then grabbed one of Blaise's legs and said "I'll get you out of here, but try anything funny and I'll make you wish it was my Brother you were dealing with." just needing to remind him there. Once Blaise was out the ring Qi would be there with one of his arms over her shoulder, to help get him to the back.

The officials move in to help Blaise out of the ring, but Qi beats them there by... lifting his leg? "What are-.." Is she... dragging him out of the ring? Like Fred Flintstone? Now that's embarrassing. He was fine with losing the match. He was okay with having to be helped out of the ring. But this is just confusing and demeaning! Not that there's a whole lot he can do about it either way. He's just happy when he's out of the ring and being hauled out in a more standardized, less compromising way.

Blaise doesn't know who her brother is, so the threat makes no sense to him. Every jostle and step sends a fresh shock of pain through his being, so he can't be bothered to ask. He'll just move along, floppily, in silence until he can be deposited into the care of an extremely bitter trainer.

'Gonna catch words for this one... ugh...'

Winner by pinfall: Qi