Round Three: Sarah Gatt vs Makoto Aihara (Complete)

Sarah growled angrily when Makoto started resisting. Even getting her face slammed into a metal guard rail didn't slow this girl down. Then the judo babe's foot slammed right into her face, She staggered and grunted, but her grip on Makoto's hair remained firm. Growling and running on pure rage now, Sarah again tried to slam her knee into Makoto's face, and then would throw her face first into the concrete floor.

Makoto would be kneed in face and sent to the floor and curl up in a ball there.

Sarah snarled through clenched teeth as she looked down at the judo. She was already pondering which bones she wanted to break first. That's when she noticed something. Moving her hand under her nose, she felt blood trickling out of it. Makoto's last attack had made her nose bleed. And like a bull seeing the colour red, Sarah was infuriated.

Walking away from Makoto Sarah went for the metal steps. She wrapped her arms around them, hunkered down, and drawing upon her impressive strength, lifted them off the ground. With a grin bordering on psychotic, Sarah walked with it not far off from Makoto, and then chucked the huge thing right at her downed form.

At this point the ref might get involved. At first he was counting them out but then as Sarah hefted the large metal stair case, the ref would slide out of ring and get in her face since this wasn't a hard core match.

Just as Sarah was about to throw the heavy object the ref girl got in her way. Sarah scowled, and gave her a deadly glare. While it did make the ref mighty nervous she wouldn't back down. "Oh, shut the fuck up!" Sarah shouted, and threw the staircase aside. She then shoved the ref girl aside, and made for Makoto again, looking to give a running kick to her head while she was down, and then haul her to her feet by her air.

The distraction might have saved Makoto and helped her set Sarah up. Makoto had started to stir and as Sarah charged her like a mad bull she would try to go for a drop toe hold to snare Sarah's ankles with her own and try to trip her so she might stumble right into the ring psot face first.

So intent was Sarah to smash in Makoto's face she missed the move that tripped her up. She couldn't stop from falling into the post, but she did use her hands to stop from smashing her face into it. Growling, Sarah climbed up the poll like a monkey until she was at the top of the turnbuckle. Then she turned, leapt off of it, and would aim a flying punch straight to Makoto's head.

Makoto saw Sarah climb up the pole and then come down at her with a flying punch. Makoto rolled aside desperately to dodge and collided a bit with the guard rail. She got up kind of shakily, back to the guard rail and facing Sarah.

Sarah landed, thankfully on her feet, with a loud stomp after having missed Makoto. She immediately locked eyes with the judo babe, revealing the grinning battle-lusting look on her face, one that bordered on insane. Without another moment Sarah would suddenly rush at Makoto, looking to spear her in the gut, driving her between her and the gaurd rail.

Makoto again threw herself asside to dodge.