Mizore Shirayuki vs Emily Anderson. A chance to start or end a streak

Mizore was struggling to get her arm free from Emily's grip as it seems the other wrestler was finally fighting to win as the crowd cheered both wrestlers on. Just as the Russian native thought she gotten her arm free she would feel her opponent's other arm over her throat as Emily was going for another sleeperhold.

Smirking to the fans Mizore was about to try and drive her elbow into Emily's stomach when the other wrestler jumped up and wrapped her legs around the Russian native waist. Knowing she was in a difficult position Mizore would see no other option then to jump up and hope she land on her back as she hopes the impact will cause Emily to release her.

Now they were getting some were. Smirking, Emily began tighting the hold, hoping to weaken Mizore. She was in a tight spot, and the only way to get out was jump up.

Which she did, causing Emily to Yelp as she hit the mat, her legs loosing but her grip still managing to hold. She tried to regain the choke, hoping Mizore didn't have other plans.

Mizore was relieved for a few seconds that she was able to turn the tables as her tactic to jump up and land back first into the canvas was enough to cause Emily to release her.

So with the Russian native able to breath again she was about to get back up when she feels Emily reapply the sleeperhold as Mizore would try to roll onto her belly and crawl towards the ropes.

All Emily had to do was stay calm, keeping the choke locked in and spend Mizore to dreamland to win. She was confident she could do that. Atleast, she hoped she could do it.

Noting as Mizore was trying to crawl towards the tops, Emily tried to wrap her legs around Mizore again and tightly squeeze, both on her waist and neck. She would also try to turn Mizore over, Emily's back on the canvas, and get the both of them in a sitting position.

Mizore was slowly crawling towards the ropes as she feels Emily wrap her legs once again around her waists as she tightly squeeze on both the Russian native's waist and neck. While Mizore was struggling to breath she was just about to grasp the ropes when Emily weight and strength forced the Russian native to land on top of her opponent.

As the crowd chanted for Emily as Mizore was clearly in trouble as she was struggling to stay awake as she tries to place her leg on top of the ropes to cause a rope break.

"Don't fight it" Emily hummed into Mizore's eye, slowly beginning to tighten the choke with her left arm. Only a few more seconds, and it would be all over. Noting that Mizore was trying to go for a rope break, she tried to use her superior strength to her advtange, maneuvering the choke to the side, facing away from the ropes.

If successful, she would lean back. "It'll be over soon"

Mizore was struggling as she could barely see as Emily keeps the sleeper hold locked in as the ropes seem so far away while her foot was almost touching it. As the crowd was silent at the sight of the Russian native slowly falling unconscious while trying to get her foot on the ropes as Emily maneuver the both of them further away from it.

It became even worse for Mizore as she heard her opponent whisper into her ear that it was almost over and that caused her to regain a bit of strength as she desperately tries to push Emily's arm away from her throat.

The girl apparently still had some fight left in her. Now trying to push Emily's arm away from her throat, not that it would work. Pulling at the arm never worked, unless if the person was lucky.

Emily was gonna lose her grip, not like that. Sighing, she tightened her grip one last time, hoping to send Mizore off to dream land quickly. Unless she tried anything...

Mizore knew she could not escape out of Emily's sleeperhold as she just hoped she could maybe trick both her opponent and the referee. So while her opponent keeps choking her the Russian native would make it seem she was slowly falling unconscious as she would appear unable to resist as she would slowly fake becoming unconscious as her arms go limp.

Emil closed her eyes, feeling her opponent slowly go to sleep, taking in a breath, she felt Mizore's arm go limp, failing to the mat. Sighing, Emily looked towards the referee, nodding to him as she keep the hold locked in tightly, there was no need to loosen still she w sure Mizore was out.

The referee kneeled, grabbing Mizore's arm and lifting it.