Title Match: Masane Tajiri vs. Sarah Gatt.

Masane gasped as her pants were tugged off, leaving her in black tight fitting gym shorts. She started to stand back up with a snort. "I win some and I lose some... but no, I haven't lost many times here. I wanted to face the woman you were up against in your last match. She was the primary reason I even entered this tournament." She commented, standing back up to her feet as she spoke.

Sarah watched Masane carefully as she stood back up, snorting after what she told her. "Do I look like a give a flying fiddler's fuck?" she said disdainfully. "Now shut up and fight." With that Sarah would rush at Masane again. She would come at her with a punch, but then she would suddenly try to nail Masane's knee with a hard kick, and then follow up with a quick uppercut.

Masane clenched her teeth, bending over as Sarah rushed in, and tried to floor her with a furious uppercut, trying to hit Sarah before she hit her, hoping to stop her momentum dead.

The uppercut nailed Sarah solidly, stopping her in her tracks. Sarah grunted loudly, clenching her teeth in the aftermath. She was fairly rattled after that brutal strike, and her head was spinning. She was still on her feet, trying to get her wits back.

Masane smirked a little as she nailed her with the move, and started to close her eyes, breathing slowly as Sarah started to get her wits back. She continued to breathe slowly, relaxing herself as she awaited the woman to charge at her once more.

sarah held her chin until she managed to see straight again, and then she saw Masane. She snarled furiously, almost like an animal. This girl was so dead. With a shout, Sarah would rush at her, trying to tackle her to the mat.

Masane smirked a little as Sarah rushed in at her again. Was this all the girl knew? All of a sudden, she opened her eyes and reached up to swat at her arm to expose her side to her, and then, with the momentum of her body, she slammed a powerful elbow into Sarah's ribs, hopwfully stopping the woman's momentum dead once more as she nailed in her Counter Elbow Assault finisher!

Sarah played right into Masane's trap. She let her anger get the better of her, and now she would suffer because of it. When the elbow struck her ribs Sarah wanted to scream but no sound escaped her mouth. The pain was unbelievable. She crumbled down to the mat, laying on her front. Her eyes closed and she lay unmoving.

Masane smiled as the move struck true. It was over. It had to be. She dropped down to her knees afterwards, and tried to crawl towards her to get a pin in.

And Masane made the biggest mistake she could ever make.

Sarah's once limp suddenly grabbed Masane's throat at a lightning-like speed, squeezing it tightly, her nails digging into the flesh. Slowly, methodically, Sarah rose from the mat. She still seemed limp, and the way she rose was like a puppet rising by its strings. And then her eyes shot open, giving Masane a glare that could have killed on sight.

"That wasn't nice."

And that's when she would give a devastating headbutt straight into her face.