Round Two: Sarah Gatt vs Shanari Drackanov (Complete)

Blood. It was Sarah's favourite colour. It was the colour of her outfit, and it was the colour of her hair. And currently, Shanari's blood stained her forehead. It made her smile.

Sarah helped Shanari rolling off her by simply pushing her off. Then she got back up, wiping the blood off her forehead. Her head hurt, but not as much as the Russian's. "Hope that fucking hurt too," Sarah said as she approached the downed girl. She would stomp hard on her knee, the same knee she had struck earlier.

" Tch.. You'd get off on knowing it hurt. "

Shanari wiped the blood away that came near her eyes, noticing Sarah walking over towards her and trying to stomp her knee, quickly moving her feet away and tried to grasp Sarah's leg with both hands, if she could she'll try to yank at it to hopefully make her fall.

Sarah shrugged. "You wouldn't be wrong."

When she reached Shanari she tried to stomp hard on her knee, but to her distaste the girl moved her leg away in time, and all Sarah hit was bare mat. Then she suddenly lost her balance when Shanari grabbed her foot, and she fell backwards flat on her back, bouncing her head off the mat. Sarah yelped in surprise, and lay there collecting her wits.

Shanari thought quickly for the next move for she was running out of strength and she needed to recover. The Russian quickly tried to crawl up ontop of Sarah's body and if succesfully, she'll try to collect Sarah's wrists to pin them above her head while her legs hooked inbetween Sarah's to spread them in a grapevine pin.

In the moment Sarah was disoriented she was quickly taken advantage of. Pin and the wrists and spread at the legs, the queen of brawl found herself in a compromising and painful position. Sarah groaned as her legs were stretched in a way legs weren't meant to be stretched.

Shanari laid completely ontop of Sarah's body while she started to spread her legs a little further. She still needed some time to recover from all the headbutts, panting softly against Sarah's cheek, Suddenly though her lips formed into a smirk and whispered out to her.

" Are we getting along now? "

The Russian chuckled and kept the hold on tight, wondering how much it affected Sarah.

Sarah refused to cry out no matter how much she wanted to. She settled for hissing through clenched teeth to deal deal with the near unbearable pain in her legs. The longer the hold was kept, the more angry she got, and Shanari's words only infuriated her more. Sarah's clenched mouth then formed a smile, and she'd suddenly lunge at Shanari's head, and bite her hard on her bloody wound.

Shanari chuckled darky, nuzzling Sarah's cheek to play with her and mumbled out without the ref girl knowing about it.

" If you give up now we'll play some more later. That belt is going to belong to me. "

Shanari spread their legs a little wider but suddenly yelled out in a sudden surprise and pain when Sarah bit her, immidiatly letting her body freeze so she couldn't worsen the open wound she was creating.

" S-Stop.. That's fucking...D-Dirty! "

Sarah gnawed on Shanari's head for all she was worth, sinking her teeth into the open wound she had created earlier. The iron taste of blood filled her mouth but she didn't care, she was gonna make this woman let go. She would bite harder on the Russian's head, but that was just to distract her so Sarah could try to wrestle her hands free of her grasp. If she managed that, Sarah would slam both her fists simultaneously into the sides of Shanari's head.

Shanari cried out as Sarah simply continued, not being able to be able to ignore it she immidiatly released Sarah completely and rolled away from her when she had the chance, stopping at one of the turnbuckles and kneeled up, her hand upon the open wound and presses her palm against it, closing the closest eye that was near the wound tightly while the other stared at Sarah.

" .... "