Diana Accera Vs. Alaina Sanders - Beauty Queens

Diana's move was quick and cleanly delivered, but such a move required a great amount of strength in deadlifting. Throwing Alaina up and over her via her belly from the sideways angle, she'd keep her grounded posture for a second, happy to take breath. The crowd themselves seemed happy with the pace of the match, something Diana too wanted to maintain.

Soon rising upwards, she'd shuffle over towards Alaina on her hands and knees after turning, before coming to a bend over the top of her.

"You fucking done already?"

Smirking, Diana would bring her foot to the Amazons side. Not to kick the girl, but to shove her out, slowly, under the bottom rope to the outside.

Alaina grit her teeth, wanting to answer but before she could she was kicked underneath the ropes and flopped onto the ground on the outside!

Alaina groaned and shook her head as she again worked her way to her hands and knees, wobbling up to her feet. If Diana wanted to fight out here Alaina was more than happy to do so.

Looking at Alaina once the Italian had gained her feet, Diana had the small idea forming of running to the ropes opposing, before returning for a incredibly impact-filled suicide dive of sorts. Smirking at the idea of such, mainly how such a move could go so wrong against someone looking right at her, she'd simply opt for the safer, albeit no less damaging course of action.

Gripping the top ropes, she'd pull with all the force in the world as her legs bent. Letting up, she would both jump and use the elasticity of the ropes to propel herself cleanly over the top ropes, arms and legs wide as she'd try to land on the waiting Alaina!

Alaina looked up and saw a large woman airborne flying her way!  She had no time to move, crumbling to the ground underneath Diana, howling in agony as she was hammered by her foe!

Alaina kicked the ground in pain, writhing underneath Diana after the big impact.

Diana didn't exactly land anywhere specific on the Amazon. Given the two were near equal size and stature, Diana simply covered the frame that was Alaina, albeit more from a horizontal angle as if she had landed a huge cross-body.

Resetting the count that had now barely even begun for the two, Diana would grasp a hold of the nearby ring apron with one hand, the other to the Amazons long locks as she tried to force both herself and her foe standing.

"Come on...you smug cunt...we aren't done until I fucking say..!"

"Ahhhhhhh!"

Alaina howled as she was pulled up by the hair. She reached up to grab at Diana's hand to loosen her grip. The amazon was desperate and hurting. She howled as she rammed her knee into Diana's abdomen, reaching up for two fistfuls of Diana's hair. Alaina cried out as she pulled back and slammed Diana's head into the apron over and over!

Given both hands were occupied per-say, Diana would have no limb spare to prevent the knee landing to her gut, a assault aided by pulling Alaina towards herself in the rise. Gagging out with both hands going numb as she stood solidly on her own two feet, she'd find her skull being turned into a drumstick of sorts; repeatedly pinged off of the side of the ring, with only a vain defence via her arms pushing to stop herself being outright knocked out here and now!

Alaina was vaguely aware of the referee counting but right now she didn't care. She had Diana and wanted to keep up with the punishment. To that end the amazon grit her teeth looking to grab Diana and step up, twisting her torso to whip Diana towards the steel steps as hard as she could!

To Diana's agony, the referees count appeared to be purposefully drawn out, likely given that the referee didn't want to end a match the crowd roared so loudly for on a count-out of all things. That being said, she could only delay it for so long.

"TWO! BRING IT BACK IN LADIES!"

Words gone completely ignored by the two amazons absolutely determined to tear each other apart, Diana would find herself pulled finally away from that solid apron. Dazed but far from beaten, she'd find Alaina beginning to motion an Irish Whip for the Italian, likely full pelt into the stairs right before her.

Desperately moving, she'd twist her foot as she was forced to take a step forward; instead trying to pull to her side and transfer the momentum to Alaina, hoping it was enough to force the Amazon to take her place against the stairs!

Alaina found herself being the one whipped into the stairs, crashing into them and flying over the top! She screamed in agony and writhed on the ground in the aftermath of the devastating impact, her body twitching and convulsions as the amazon lay in a heap on the floor!