The Hade's Plague vs Al-Mansour School of Fun

The audience was shocked as, even though Yona got her knee kicked in, the brunette, in the blink of an eye, picked herself back up before she even fell, throwing a left jab at Gharam, grabbing her by the hijab and tossing her towards the turnbuckle.
"Was that all you got?!"

"Of course not! " Gharam said getting up and hitting Yona with a clothesline

Once again, Yona flipped herself back on her feet, her three teammates shocked at the different in their skills. By then, it was apparent that Yona could easily defeat anyone in that room. Her aura had completely taken over the atmosphere, Yona wrapping her arm around Gharam's neck and leaping down, slamming her opponent's face on the canvas. She had her other arm on the back of the muslim's head, making sure she didn't squeeze out of the hold. She had already grown rather unimpressed by Gharam's performance, trying to end her right there. Yona, getting a closer look at the girl, thought she looked very pretty. Even so, it didn't matter.

The teammates of Gharam were also shocked as Yona was this strong.

Yona wasn't holding back one bit. Though she won her last match, she was humiliated severely. It didn't seem to destroy the image she's built, but she definitely didn't have room to play around too much. She had to make her opponents fear her, just like they once did when she was Louise Heisenberg. Yona climbed on Gharam, about to go for the pin, but she remembered her promise to Phoebe. If the two weren't bound to be teammates for a long time, she'd certainly disregard the blonde's wishes, taking the win, but for once, she was going to be a team player. Though, not before she proved her superiority to everyone in the room. Seemed like she already had as everyone looked at her in shock—it was a rather enthralling feeling to her. She scoffed, forcefully yanking her opponent's head close to her face, getting a closer look at the girl. Needless to say, Yona might've been in love with Gharam physically. She was quite the beauty. Too bad she would have to smash her face in, the brunette fighter slamming Gharam's face on the canvas, running around the ring as she rubbed her opponent's face throughout the mat. It was a cruel, powerful move, luckily one Yona had never tried before until now.

Gharam groans and rolls to her corner where Layla tag herself in.

"Back for some more?! Bring it, bitch, I'll kick your ass again!" Yona shouted at Layla, pondering if she should tag in Phoebe. At first sight of the tag-in, she had leaned towards the direction of her blonde partner, but stopped, realizing that things wouldn't change much. Her teammate would only get clobbered once again by the woman, so she decided to stay in the ring, planning to weaken Layla for her.
From the perspective of everyone else, it appeared that she was more than excited to fight her former adversary once again. She was confident that nothing would have changed from their last match together. Yona wouldn't let herself lose to someone she's already beaten. At the very least, not again. Internally, she reminded herself of her rival, Renee. She wasn't going to hold back, Yona running up to her opponent, grabbing her by the throat and hurling her at the opposite turnbuckle.

Layla groan but quickly recover. "Oh shut your mouth and stay down! " Layla rammed into Yona and hit her a shoulder tackle.

The brunette wasn't all too surprised by the attack, but she felt a dull pain in her chest from Layla's shoulder. She grunted, falling back onto the canvas, yet instinctually kicking her opponent in the stomach. She hoped to distract the woman, Yona getting out of the way of Layla's teammates, so they wouldn't be able to interfere. The horsemen sent another kick to the face of her downed adversary, hoping to knock out Layla right then and there.

Layla groan and hits Yona with a left hook to the jaw and attemtted to hit her with a falcon arrow.