Round Two: Sarah Gatt vs Shanari Drackanov (Complete)

Sarah groaned softly still clutching her head. It was gonna be hard to beat Shanari up if she was down on the mat like this, and struggled to get back up. But Shanari was faster, and Sarah was rolled onto her front, and trapped in the sleeperhold. "Ugh....." Sarah grunted, once again struggling to breath in one of Shanari's holds. Still, Sarah would still try to get back to her feet, even if Shanari kept the sleeperhold.

Shanari's eyes widened a little, Sarah was starting to stand up regardless of the sleeperhold and it would mean a certain loss if Sarah managed to shake out of this old, her knee wasn't co-operating with anything she wanted to do and when Sarah was on her knees she quickly tried to wrap her still working leg around the girl's waist. She held the sleeperhold and tried to yank them backwards so she fell onto her back and with Sarah ontop of her, not wanting Sarah to recover.

Sarah let out a strangled cry when she fell backwards on top of Shanari, effectively stopping her from getting back to her feet. Without the focus of that task Sarah just came to realize how much harder it was to breath. Trying to loosen Shanari's arms was useless, the girl locked the hold too tight, and the brawler was quickly fading. So Sarah tried a different tactic. She would throw several punches backwards into Shanari's bleeding forehead, right where the wound spurted blood.

Shanari wrapped her arms tightly around Sarah's neck and head, trying to make Sarah pass out but sadly the girl once again had a proper defence, releasing a whimper with each elbow that struck her, holding on the best she could to make the girl pass out but all the elbows only made it easier for Sarah to escape and Shanari was slowly becoming limp.

Sarah growled as she struck Shanari each time, which also deprived her of precious air. But with the girl becoming limp it was now becoming easier to breath. Attacking weakpoints was paying off, but she needed to get out of this sleeperhold entirely. So for the coup de grace, Sarah would drive a powerful elbow into Shanari's injured knee.

Shanari could only hear a ringing noise in her noise and soon her entire hold on Sarah was relinquished once her knee was badly damaged her, her arms and leg now limply around the girl while her head rested upon the matt, she couldn't hold Sarah and anymore and whispered out.

" T-Too much.. "

Air entered Sarah like the floodgates had been opened. Snorting, Sarah would push Shanari's limp arms off of her, and stand back up. The queen of brawl looked down at the Russian, a sorry sight to behold.

"Too much?" Sarah repeated with a sneer. "Oh, sweetheart...." Sarah's dark grin reared its ugly head. "I'm just getting started." Walking to Shanari's legs she would lift them up under her armpits, and then she would start to swing Shanari in a circle. Sarah remembered this move was called the giant swing. Around and around she would spin Shanari, gaining momentum the longer she did, until Sarah was at her fastest and the girl was at her dizziest, and then Sarah released her, catapulting her across the mat.

Shanari was not able to retaliate and was swung around by Sarah, her eyes closing as she tried to not to get dizzy but in her state it was all too easy for her to succumb to it. Finally she was released as she skit across the mat, almost falling out of it when she came to a halt near the side of the ring, not even being able to get back up.

Sarah wiped the sweat from her after after the exertion that move required. Smirking, she would march up to Shanari as she was down. Beating the girl was one thing, but Sarah felt the need to rub it in. As Shanari was down Sarah would place her boot on the girl's chest, and flex her arms in a pose for the crowd, demonstrating her power over Shanari. The fans cheered loudly at the act.

Shanari couldn't do anything, the pose was humiliating for her but she couldn't do anything about it though Sarah was giving her time to recover now and tried to talk her way into more, looking up at Sarah and mumbled out weakly.

" ..Quite.. Skilled and Cute.. No one.. ever.. Trashed me this bad.. "