Amy vs Hitomi

"Aggghhh.. never!" She shouts defiantly, knowing Hitomi can't keep this up for much longer. This was a move that was difficult to keep up, and she knew her arms and legs had to be wearing out, and if she did hold it longer, she'd risk fatiguing herself enough for Amy to be able to battle back possibly.

Hitomi knew that she was going to wear out soon, but that was why she had a followup planned. When she heard Amy's defiant cry, Hitomi shook her head and sighed. "You brought this upon yourself," she said. She let go of Amy's arms, letting the girl's upper body fall downwards. Hitomi then grabbed Amy's head in a tight sleeperhold, performing a powerful submission called the Romero Special Dragon Sleeper!

"Wh?!" She blinks when Hitomi didn't let go of the move entirely, and howled as she was locked in another submission, coughing as she was locked in the sleeperhold. "Gh... Damnit! I can't... ghnn..."

"You can't what?" Hitomi said, "You can't give?" She squeezed Amy's head a little tighter, while pushing up with her legs a bit more to stretch Amy's body. "Well, luckily, I don't have to make you give here," she said, "I'll just make you pass out." She whispered the next few words in Amy's ear. "And once you're asleep," she said, "I'll make sure all the people here see you naked!"

"Arrghnn!! Screw you!" She shouts down at her as her body's thoroughly tortured, unable to break out of it. "D.. damn it.. let go already!!" She growled down at her.

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Not a sound had been made. There was no flashy entrance, no music, not even a battle cry or a word of warning to Hitomi. There was just a lone woman, who was walking down the entrance ramp, calm and collected. She was wearing her wrestling uniform, a sleeveless dark green top with a back trousers, long socks with boots, kneepads, and gloves that met at her middle finger only. She didnâ€t smile, she didnâ€t say a word, she just simply walked down the ramp, one hand in front of her face with her pointer finger over the nose of her glasses, causing the light to reflect off it in a way that hid her eyes with a white glare. This woman stood thin, at a medium height with dark, sea-green hair, and a blank, void expression on her face, and at first glance, there didnâ€t seem to be anything imposing about her. But, the way she carried herself, there was something… off about her. Like she didnâ€t seem to fear or even regret the actions she was about to do, almost like it was a mission, approaching it head on.

The woman was Rheena Yatsuo, a feared submission expert, and bodyguard of Cerbera to the Era of Hell. But right now, she was someone different; she was the valkyrie that came in to stop this madness and help Amy, even if she knew she had been contradicting her previous actions by doing so. Why…? Even she was uncertain, but there was something different about Amy that Rheena still didnâ€t understand, and she wouldnâ€t let someone else break her until Rheena figured out just what.

The entire crowd fixated on Hitomi, few saw Rheena approaching, only a few whispers of confusion among the audience as she slipped into the ring, her actions calm, composed, almost mechanical as she made sure to come in behind Hitomi so she wouldnâ€t see her. Seeing this creature who held Amy in the submission, she was disgusted, both from the girlâ€s words about stripping Amy down, and about how sloppy her submission was. As a fine expert of it herself, Rheena almost felt insulted at what she saw. And suddenly, Hitomi would find herself under attack. Though Rheena preferred submissions, she was forced to result to a powerful strike instead since Hitomi was committing to one herself. And so, Rheena raised her boot high, nearly bringing her leg up to her face as she demonstrated her flexibility from how her leg was vertically up, and then with all her might, she brought the heel of her boot down on Hitomi, casting a dark shadow over the girl at the last second, before the vicious heel-stomp would smash down on the witchâ€s face.

Hitomi was too intent on breaking Amy to hear anybody coming. "Eh? What's that?" she said, "You want it harder?" She smiled deviantly, and cranked up the hold a little more, while also beginning to choke Amy in earnest. At the rate she was going, Amy would pass out in a few seconds.

That is, until she got rudely interrupted. She noticed the shadow hovering above her a second before it struck. "Shi-!" Hitomi said, rolling to the side to avoid the kick. She barely managed to bring her head out of Rheena's strike radius. She quickly disengaged the hold, kicking out hard to send Amy flying away onto the mat.

Hitomi rolled away as fast as she could, before getting back onto her feet. "Well, looks like I've got company," she said, raising her hands to a fighting position.

Amy was indeed about to pass out, the scene around her, and the sounds of the crowd beginning to die out, until she suddenly felt herself slamming face down against the mat, and felt the crowd, and the ring coming back into focus.

"Mh.. wh..." She groans softly, shaking her head as she tried to piece together what was going on. She then looked up, to see Hitomi facing off against someone else. When it hit her who the other woman was, her jaw dropped in shock.

"Rh.. Rheena??" She asked in disbelief as the two squared off against each other. Amy's body was too exhausted to get up right then, so she had no choice but to stay down on the mat for now, and just watch the fight between the two.

.oO(I don't believe it.. Rheena just saved me?? Why??) She thought to herself, as she felt goosebumps from the way both women were coldly staring each other down.

Even though her heel-stomp missed, causing the ring to shake for a moment, Rheena wasnâ€t discouraged. She never preferred being a striker anyway, even if she had the potential for it, and she had completed her fist objective in freeing Amy like she had planned. Briefly, the teal eyed killer glance with a cold, dead glare at Amy, the look in her eyes blank and cold, the same kind she had before she decimated Amy in the locker room a few weeks back. But this… it was something different then before, hallow…

The girl then stiffened her body, standing sideways to make herself a smaller target, one leg behind the other as she bent it slightly. Her right hand stayed close to her guy in an open palm, and her left extended outwards, also in an open palm, resembling a stance that looked similar to a karate style. The girlâ€s true style was Pankration, an ancient, Greek, grappling stance that involved crushing and submissions, but for someone like Hitomi, Rheena would try something different.

“Commencing termination.” Her words as dead as a cold machine, she looked at Hitomi with a white glare in her glasses, shielding her eyes from being seen. And then, in an instant, she rushed towards Hitomi, her speed blinding like a green blur. In an instant, she closed the distance, and the palm that she had by her lower chest suddenly thrust outwards, using the base of her palm in a powerful strike forward, aiming right at Hitomiâ€s gut with shocking force to try and knock the wind out of her.

Rheena had learned a lot about the human body in her time as a chiropractor. In fact, it was how she figured out the best and most painful places to strike and keep into a submission hold. But as much as she knew about putting people in these holds, there was another thing she knew, one that Hitomi was about to experience in a moment. And that was pressure points, one which she just went to strike at the dead center of Hitomiâ€s solar plexus at full speed and power.

"Heh," Hitomi smirked, "Excellent. Just when things are getting boring, someone new shows up. I hope you aren't as weak as that piece of trash!" She indicated Amy with a dismissive wave of her hand.

She noticed Rheena getting back into a fighting stance. She appeared very professional, and very dangerous. Hitomi narrowed her eyes, focusing only on Rheena, ignoring Amy for the moment. Hitomi knew she couldn't just fight wildly like before. While she didn't have any real stances or training, she knew what was effective from experience. Hitomi shifted one leg back, raising one arm in a grappling stance, while keeping the other loose by her side, ready to defend with.

She was surprised by how fast Rheena rushed forward, but wasn't scared. The open palm strike she saw from a mile away; she raised her loose arm and grabbed Rheena's wrist a second before it struck, stopping the strike an inch from her chest. "Too slow," she said. Her other hand shot out to try and grab Rheena around the neck, "And too weak!"