Lady Torment vs. Robin Ivanov - Pushing the Human Body's Limits

Torment stood over the helpless opponent laying at her feet, calmly and silently glancing at her and shrugging her shoulders. Robin seemed like she had been knocked unconscious. Shame, she had wanted to try one of her submission holds on her.

Torment simply did a small belly flop, landing on top of Robin to mark her pinfall attempt as she cupped her face up on her arms propped on her elbows.

Robin's vision was blurry, and the dull throbbing in her head made it difficult to focus. As she opened her eyes, the first sight that greeted her was Torment's body crashing down, a belly flop that intensified the discomfort. The weight of her opponent pressed against her, making each breath a struggle.
The referee moved into position, starting the count, and Robin's mind raced. She couldn't let this be the end. However, it was. The referee counted to three, and the bell immediately blared across the stadium. She had ultimately lost.

As Robin lay, there, the last thing she saw of her opponent before she turned around and left, was her glance.

Torment looked down at her, in pure silence, the LED reflective eyes on the mask making it look like a sleep paralysis demon staring at her, before she turned around in complete silence, her shadow leaving Robin as Torment walked up to the referee and let them raise her arm up as the victory theme blared. There was a mix of boos and cheers, but Torment didn't care for that.

This was just another Tuesday.

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