Tension World Title Match: Emi Keyes Vs. Clyde Gastin (C)

Eliza was waiting, lower lip bit and hands balled into fists. The rough going seemed bad at first, but being the champ that Clyde was he was proving himself to be a tough cowboy. As Ms Harenwood expected, and sure enough the dancing passion's belief was proven true. Because Clyde proceeded to turn it around and get a pin attempt right on Emi, a respectable strike by the British woman's standards.

Still though Emi got out, seemed that she wasn't done. A shame, nevertheless the blood had been smelled it seemed for Mr Gastin. Eliza got a smile on her face as she leaned in to better witness how the champ would handle his newly found momentum. "Go on Clyde!" Eliza shouted.

But Emi went down low, again. Like that was the standard go to place. Clyde might want to consider wearing a cup in future, Emi was taking the no DQ as far as she could make it work. Ms Harenwood shook her head in dismay, pounding her fists against the apron. There went any sort of buildup Clyde could have had there.

"Stay in it Clyde! If she keeps doing that it only makes her predictable!" Eliza barked out, it was the only sort of consolation the dancing passion could think of at this moment in time.

Emi would let out a sigh of relief as Clyde dropped to the mat in pain. "You asshole!" Emi would say as she would move towards Clyde's head to stomp on it. "Just stay down you this time." Emi would say before trying to kick Clyde in his side. Emi was pissed at Clyde as Emi would kick Clyde several times in his side. "After this fight, your belt will be mine and i am going to enjoy beating your face in as i win it." Emi would say as she would continue her assault on Clyde.

"UKK!!" Clyde head was smushed against the canvas as Emi cruelly stomped on his head before kicking his ribs.

"GUH!!" He twisted up and hugged his ribs, twitching and writhing with every kick, still too wounded from the low blow to fight back as Emi continued to brutalize him.

"Y-You talk big....But.... You're pretty... Weak... Heh..." He taunted her from the mat with a weak smile.

Emi would stop kicking Clyde for a moment as Clyde taunted her. "Big talk from a man getting his ass kicked." Emi would say as Emi would take a step back before moving forward to punt Clyde in his face again. "I am going to enjoy shutting you up for good." Emi would say as she would continue her assault on Clyde as the Texan just kept managing to piss her off.

"Nhh..." Emi stopped kicking and Clyde was left to writhe on the mat as Emi backed away, going for another punt.

"Yer moves.. Are all the same!" He growled as he rose to one knee and stuck his hands out, catching Emi's kick at the last second before he rolled onto his back and twisted Emi's foot, giving leg a violent twist before tossing her away with a kneeling dragon twist.

Emi was too focused on kicking Clyde into submission that when he caught her foot she was taken by complete surprise. Emi was barely able to let out a yelp of surprise as she was tossed to the mat by Clyde. Emi landed wit ha thus as she rolled away from Clyde thank to the momentum of his throw. Emi couldn't stop herself before she rolled out of the ring and fell to the ground below leaving her a bit dazed from her trip.

Tossing Emi into the mat after twisting her leg, Clyde hopped up and watched Emi roll out of the ring.

"D-Don't be scared! C'mon!" Clyde called out to her as he rose to his feet, looking over at Emi as he saw her drop below.

"H-Hah..." He breathed and waited, jumping up and down eagerly, intent on waiting for Emi to stand up to her feet before yelling at the crowd.

"IKUZO, BABY!!!" He cried before running for the ropes behind him, rebounding off them before dashing towards the other ropes and leaping through for a suicide dive! Trying to crash head first right into Emi!

Emi was still reeling from being tossed from the ring. However, Emi wasn't out of the fight yet and as Clyde yelled out Emi began to plan her next move. As Clyde jumped out of the ring Emi would duck low and roll back towards the ring leaving Clyde to crash into whatever was behind her. Emi knew that Clyde was reckless but diving out of the ring was never a smart move.

Diving through the ropes with the intent to crash right into Emi, Clyde would see his opponent suddenly duck right under him and leave Clyde to crash head first right into the steel barricade!

"C-AUGH!!" Clyde hit the barrier face first and flopped to the ground below, curling up as he nursed his face, the crowd giving a loud cry of sympathy as they watched the impact with the cowboy hitting steel and bouncing off the hard padded floor with no protection at all, writhing on the ground. Emi had just saved herself!

Eliza had been watching again, Clyde was seemingly able to get a sense of what Emi was doing. If there was one thing Ms Harenwood thought was important in a match it was looking for any sort of predictability in your opponent, the dancing passion in spite of her renowned kicks had expanded her array of attacks for example. And had gotten much success in light of that decision. Now the new Tension champ was punishing Emi for her mistake, Eliza had in response loudly clapped at the counter.

Mr Gastin had become rather bold in light of his counter, Emi got sent for a loop. Rolling right outside the ring in response to it. Clyde smelled blood it seemed, because he was going to take the fight outside the ring. But he had done so by planning to bumrush the opponent with a suicide dive. Eliza had held her breath as she watched what happened, Emi dodged.

Eliza had a look of terror on her face briefly, hands going to her mouth. The dancing passion had covered her mouth with her hands in shock, she moved to the nearest corner post and looked from it. "Shit! Clyde!" Ms Harenwood shouted, things didn't look good at this point.........