Submission Match: "Major" Millie Walker vs. La Avispa Negra II

Millie struggled to stay on the luchadora, shifting her weight as Avispa squirmed, trying to kick out of her current predicament. The Briton managed to stay on top, but now she was facing another challenge, the Puerto Rican had managed to get her arms up into a defense. Still, the former pilot was most comfortable brawling like this, and had no intention of letting Avispa get away so easily.

Millie swung her arms wide, aiming for the sides of Avispa's head, hoping to get more punches in on the Hispanic woman, but leaving herself completely open from the front in the process.

Avispa grimaced as another punch after another slammed down into her blocks, one or two managing to hurt her as it pierced through her defenses. She couldn't take much more of this yet opportunity arose and the Puerto Rican woman new what to do. Taking her time and waiting, she grabs Millie, flipping her over in a monkey flip.

Millie kept staring at Avispa with her blank eyes as she sent punch after punch at the luchadora. The Briton had already seen that this girl obviously wasn't interested in holding back anything, and that suited Millie just fine, it was a nice change in pace from all the girls who had come out so chipper and cheerful. She'd come out swinging with everything that she had, only stopping as Avispa made her next move.

The Briton let out a yelp as Avispa grabbed her and flipped them, kicking her off and sending her flying onto her ass with a monkey flip. Millie felt shots of pain shoot up through her sides and stomach, still sore from her last match. But she wasn't a stranger to pain, and so she would try to jump back up to her feet, whirling around to face her opponent before Avispa could take advantage of her current position.

Avispa Negra smirked, having thrown her opponent for rather a loop by flipping her over. She quickly moved up to her feet again, feeling a growing bruise or two on her cheek. Right now it wasn't the least of her worries and easily ignored the slight pain that came from it.

There she noticed her opponent clutch her side and immediately formulated a plan to potentially capitalize on it. With that, she went quickly in to grapple Millie.

Millie glared at Avispa, knowing after the luchadora's snarling introduction that anything that brought a smirk to her face couldn't be good. The Briton dug her heels in, cursing to herself that she wasn't getting to use her speed nearly as much as she wanted to in this fight, and took up a defensive position.

Knowing from their first encounter that she wouldn't be able to match the Puerto Rican's strength, Millie would meet Avispa's grapple, trying to hold the luchadora in range, and then would immediately slam her head forwards in an attempted headbutt. Her goal being to knock her foe senseless enough to withdraw, and make better use of her mobility to fight this battle.

They entered into the grapple with ferocious aptitude. She pushed back against Millie, wanting to push her down to the mat to get her into another submission, to wear her down. At sacrifice of her push back, she tried to elbow Millie in the stomach, but in reprisal was slammed in her face by a nicely timed headbutt, causing her to recoil in pain, leaving her rather exposed.

Millie recoiled from the headbutt as well, rubbing her forehead gently as she felt a dull, throbbing pain in it. More souvenirs from her last match, how wonderful. But, this wasn't the time to focus on things like that, the Brit would hold herself to a stiff upper lip and move forwards, approaching the luchadora cautiously. She could tell that Avispa was a dangerous opponent, and the last thing that she wanted was for the luchadora to recover too soon and put her into another grapple, one that she might not be able to escape from as easily.

Once close, the Brit would attempt a kick to Avispa's stomach, hoping to force her to double over in pain. If she did, Millie would then attempt to grab Avispa in a face lock, then drop down backwards, dragging the Puerto Rican along with her in a DDT as she would try to slam Avispa's face down into the canvas.

Avispa would quickly recoil, clutching her gut in agony as she was kicked there, the pain coursing through her dearly. It only made matters worse as soon enough she found herself bashed against the mat, head taking the brunt again as she now lay on the ground, unmoving and hurt by the DDT. Advantage was now to her opponent even more so, something that troubled her mind to no end.

It took Millie a moment to get back to her feet after landing. The impact of her back on the canvas helped to stir yet more injuries from her last match, sending a shot of pain up her spine. Gritting her teeth, the Brit forced herself to stand fully, just hoping that Avispa wouldn't be able to pull off a proper recovery too soon.

From the looks of it, the luchadora was in a rough spot, laying on the ground, currently not moving. Her feeling of concern was completely overwhelmed by her drive to win, and so she instead took a running start at the ropes.

Once she hit the ropes, Millie spun around, rebounding back towards the Puerto Rican and sprinting forth as fast as possible. As she approached, the former pilot would launch herself into the air, twisting as she flew towards her opponent and bringing her leg out, looking to perform a leg drop on Avispa's back.

Avispa was struck hard in the back by Millie's leg drop, rolling on the ground on to her stomach away from the center of the ring. She was on the ropes now, trying to take control of her now erratic breathing and reorient herself in this match. She had to do something to try and regain the advantage, but first she had to escape Millie.

"Damn it," she said rolling out of the ring, attempting to escape Millie for the meanwhile, walking around the ring for a bit with a slight stumble. There was a few boos but she ignored them, not really caring for what the crowd thought of her.