Diana Accera Vs. Alaina Sanders - Beauty Queens

The fact that Diana was already mid-air when Alaina began to motion simply made the sweep all the more effective. She wouldn't be so much tripped up as per a standard sweep, but instead find her legs forced at an angle that could not support her landing gracefully. It certainly couldn't support her forcing her foot to her foes head.

Screaming in mid-air as she was forced at a skewed angle, Diana lid with a thud to her side, rolling as again the surface reminded her how unpleasant it could be. Her hands would cradle her aching torso and rib cage, which once more took the brunt of the fall.

"You couldn't...even do one little...fucking thing right could you..." She'd mutter under her breath at her foe, outright fury and passion for the fight before her completely overtaking her. Not that it mattered. She felt as if she could pass out at literally any second from exhaustion.

Alaina was just about ready to black out but she could not let that stop her.  She sat up slowly, taking several moments to rise to her feet.  She wanted to show Diana who the queen muscle woman of Friction really was.

Alaina cried out as she grabbed Diana's hair with her left hand yanking her violently to her feet.  From here Alaina was going to wind up, landing the queen of all uppercuts to knock Diana out cold!

Diana was definitely the worse off right now, but she'd of been damned if this is how the brawl ended. Slowly, she forced herself to her feet, hands to her thighs, seemingly not realising that her foe had already done the same. By the time she turned to face her, instinct had already taken over.

Realising it was far too late, and she was far too tired to avoid that monstrous blow, Diana shot her own up across from Alaina's furthest side; going for a monstrous hook of her own to the Amazons cheek, right as that huge uppercut connected and smashed Diana right back to the ground!

Alaina saw the look of Diana's face as her uppercut had devastated Diana's jaw. The power of the amazon could not be denied.

Nor could the power of Diana.

The look on Diana's face as she went down, knocked out was the last thing Alaina saw before her own jaw was rocked with a crushing blow from her foe! Alaina's eyes rolled back as she fell in a heap to the floor clearly unconscious just as the same as the other bikini clad ring warrior.

Diana didn't need much reason otherwise to follow her foe. She'd already proven in the contest that she was the greater boxer, but Alaina's power could not be ignored in any scenario. She'd hit the deck as suggested by her foes uppercut, landing at first in a press-up posture. Consciousness soon left her however, as after the briefest of seconds of attempting a in-vain push-up to her knees, she'd collapse.

Just like Alaina, she was out cold.

The shame.

WINNER: NO CONTEST