Makie Akamatsu vs GASTER - Hurricane of Darkness!

"Mggggh...aaggghh...n-no!!!"

The pain was immense, but GASTER knew she had to hold on. She has lost too much in recent months, and she wasn't going to give up so easily now either.

She tried to rock on the floor, desperate to get at least one of her arms out from Makie's knees. Barely managing it 20 seconds after the hold was applied, GASTER shot her left elbow backwards, aiming at Makie's side to force her to release the hold!

Makie clenched her teeth as she locked the camel clutch in tightly, wrenching back on GASTER's masked chin and pouring pressure on her neck and upper back. The masked Briton was being stubborn, but she wouldn't be able to withstand this for long, not with her elevating the other girl's upper body off the mat like--

The Shadow Lord's elbow shot in front out of nowhere, hammering Makie in the ribs. She gasped loudly, losing her grip as she went tumbling off of GASTER, clutching her midsection as she rolled onto her side.

Rather than just letting Makie escape, right as the Joshi released the hold, the Shadow Lord grasped the nearest arm, trying to follow her rival's motion, trying to roll her from her side to her stomach to trap her in a Fujiwara Armbar!

Going immediately into another hold gave GASTER time to rest her spine from Camel Clutch while doing damage to her opponent!

No sooner had Makie rolled away when GASTER was on top of her again. She gasped loudly as the Shadow Lord's body slammed down against hers...and then, the next thing she knew, she was forced down onto her stomach, her arm bent upwards at a painful angle as GASTER lay across her back, locking in a Fujiwara armbar!

"Agh...AAAGH!" she cried, her face burying itself in the mat as her booted feet kicked at the mat. Unable to reach GASTER from this angle, the most Makie could do was grit her teeth and try, somehow, to drag the both of them towards the ropes...

GASTER managed to secure her armbar, and torture Makie's arm! In the meantime the flames of pain in her spine slowly dissipated, but Makie wasn't taking the move lying down, dragging both women towards the ropes:

"Mwahahahahaha! Submit now, and I "might" be merciful to you!", the Shadow Lord would cackle in character...

"S...shove your mercy!" Makie managed to say, yelling it so that she wouldn't scream in pain instead. The armbar was getting pretty bad, and she felt like the limb was on the verge of breaking. She clenched her eyes shut, holding back tears of pain even as she tried to drag the two of them closer and closer to the ropes.

And then, finally, she managed to reach forward enough to curl her fingers over the bottom rope, her arm trembling as she extended it. The referee caught sight of it and immediately came forward, demanding that GASTER break the hold.

Makie naturally refused to give up, and managed to get to the ropes in spite of the pain. The moment the ref asked her, GASTER let the hold go, rolling away from Makie onto her feet.

She noticed slight wetness on Makie's eyes, and wondered if she overdid it on the hold. She lost control of herself in a match once, and she never wanted for that to happen again. With empathy for Makie, she let her foe get back to her feet without interference...

Inch by agonizing inch, Makie pulled the two of them closer to the ropes. At points, it felt like her limb was going to snap in half, and despite her best efforts, she soon found herself screaming in pain as the armbar was wrenched more tightly. It came as a relief, therefore, as Makie finally grabbed the bottom rope, managing to break the hold.

As GASTER finally released her, Makie breathed hard as she clutched her hurting arm tightly against her chest. Her face was twisted in a grimace of pain as she used one arm to pull herself up on the ropes, trying to get back upright before GASTER could attack her again...

Out of the idea of sportsmanship, GASTER allowed her rival to get back up to her feet before the match restarted.

Fairly quickly and angrily, despite being hurting, Makie rose back up to her feet...and the moment that happened the Shadow Lord wasn't going to cut her rival any slack, moving swiftly in in order to nail a Knife Edge Chop on her chest!

Makie huffed as she pulled herself back up on the ropes, her lower back and legs still sore after that brutal boston crab. The audience clapped after she had managed to grab the bottom ropes, and many of them continued to cheer her on as she pulled herself up to her feet, turning around to face GASTER--

--who had quickly closed the distance, nailing Makie with a chop to her generous chest! Makie gasped loudly as a stinging pain shot through her breasts, and she slumped back against the ropes; grimacing in pain and anger, she pushed herself back up and returned the favour, lashing out with a knife edge chop of her own to GASTER's chest!