Two vs one, no DQ Hyuga sisters vs Yona Giovanni

Fumiko tries to get to her sister and yona, of course the flirting didn't work other than to confuse her because Fumiko had a girlfriend and before she broke up the pin
" 3! "
" Fuck! "
Fumiko said as her and her sister lost.

"Hahahaha!! Was that all the teamwork you got?! Absolutely pathetic, both of you!" Yona declared, placing a hand over her hip. By then, a large, uncanny smile stretched across her face. She was completely ecstatic, the blood rushing to her head. She was a bit dizzy but stood back up, waiting for her opponents to walk away in shame. She wanted to witness every moment of their defeat, prepared for the small possibility that they'd actually decide to fight back. In all honesty, she hoped they did, just to give her more to work with. In retrospect, she had won the fight and proven her assumption right that they were just a family of moronic meatheads and that their teamwork wasn't shit compared to her overwhelming strength against them. It seemed like the girl still had a lot of steam left to fight, but she was one bad hit in the head from passing out. It kept her from truly ripping into the girls. Otherwise, she would have never stopped the match then and there; Yona would have gone on until one of the sisters lost something, be it their vision, ability to walk, or anything else. As she was distracted, scolding the girls as if she truly were their mother, the referee lifted her arm, strangely congratulating her on her win. She looked up, noticing a familiar face, but quickly shrugged it off as she stuck the middle finger up at the sisters.
"Come on?! You said you were gonna kick my ass?! Do it then...—oh wait, you fucking can't! Hope you can stop your mommy over there from ending up like your father," she tried to do anything to provoke them, to an extent, disappointed that they didn't put up more of a fight.

They knew their teamwork was great actually but they wouldn't speak up and just stare at Yona, how could someone be so rude to people she just met.

Yona was irked that neither of the sisters reacted to her remarks. She felt like they were trying to take the glory of her victory away from her. At that point, she had to force them to show some sort of fear for her sake. She quickly pulled Fumiko's hair, dragging her away from her sister. Yona, by that moment, had a hesitant smile on her face, her lips quivering in anger. She had first planned to put the girl in a chokehold and threaten to snap her neck, but that wouldn't be the attention she needed right now. She'd surely derail her plan if she did, so she ended up just dropping the girl onto the canvas and stomping on her head repeatedly.
"Don't fuck with me, bitch! Give me your all!"

Midori charges at Yona and kicks her knee
" Hands off of my big sister! "
Midori grabs Fumiko and looks at Yona with hate, hate and questioning, the question was why was she so mean.

As if it had been an act of karma, Midori had hit the knee that Fumiko had injured during their last match. She quickly dropped to one knee, holding onto her weakened leg. She had let Fumiko go, but she didn't seem to care. She wasn't in the best position to pick a fight after that happened. Nonetheless, she spat in Midori's face, shouting, "I must be the illest heel you've ever met, huh?!"

Midori would just walk away holding her sister.