Hattie Emory vs Phoebe Vermillion

"WHat are you... gah!" Hattie let out a yelp as Phoebe suddenly broke from the stand off, followed by a hard upcut. That was not it, as Phoebe then delivered series of jabs onto Hattie's body, almost pushing air out of her air. All Hattie could do was laying against turnbuckle while trying to block attacks with her arms. Stuck in an akaward situation, not a good start.

Hattie found herself being pushed back into a corner as Phoebe expertly landed a series of jabs, each one hitting its mark with incredible precision. Despite Hattie's efforts to defend herself by blocking the blows with her arms, she could only manage to partially fend off the relentless assault. It was clear that Phoebe's unwavering focus and determination were driving her every calculated strike, strategically aiming to weaken her opponent right from the start of the match. She wasn't going to risk a win that she, absolutely, worked for. There was no room for her to disappoint her girlfriend—Yona wasn't the type to dwell on Phoebe's losses, always somehow managing to keep faith in her, but this time, she wanted to show that she was more than just formidable. She hoped to prove that maybe, months from now, she could even harness strength and skill that rivaled her lovers'.
Hattie seemingly found herself in a challenging situation as she desperately tried to regain her composure and counter Phoebe's relentless attack, but for such a slender figure, Phoebe had more than enough energy to seem unstoppable. The audience was amazed, the blonde having finally scrubbed away any scent of potentially being a jobber. After her match with Akane, something had awakened in the sweetheart. She kept her kind-hearted demeanor, but she, by no means, was showing any mercy towards Hattie. She continued to impress everyone with her incredible agility and lightning-fast footwork, never giving Hattie a moment to breathe or gather her thoughts. If she could, she'd rather end this match as quick as possible—a sign that she could potentially pull off a knockout on Renee when the time came.

As the crowd watched in astonishment, Hattie could feel the pressure mounting. Despite Phoebe's relentless assault, a spark of determination ignited within her. She knew she couldn't let Phoebe overpower her entirely; she had her own point to prove. As the assult continued, Hattie needed to find a way getting out of the situation. Upon seeing another punch coming at her body, with a brust of strength Hattie flipped herself to the side a little, if it was successful, Phoebe's fist would land right onto turnbuckle behind her, as Hattie would smash her opponent's arm downards making her upper body falling forward, with that chance Hattie would follow up a upper knee strike right onto Phoebe's jaw!

Phoebe's confidence was bolstered by the success of her relentless attack, the crowd's amazement reverberating around the arena. Yet, she couldn't ignore the unwavering resolve shining in Hattie's gaze. Phoebe understood the importance of not underestimating her opponent in this intense battle.
Phoebe found herself surprised when Hattie effortlessly dodged her punch by swiftly flipping to the side. A hint of confusion flashed across Phoebe's expression, but before she could even gather her thoughts, her fist unintentionally slammed into the turnbuckle behind Hattie. A sharp jolt of pain shot through Phoebe's arm, leaving her momentarily incapacitated. Seizing the perfect moment, Hattie swiftly took advantage of Phoebe's vulnerable state and forcefully slammed her opponent's arm downward, intensifying her discomfort.
Phoebe's upper body was taken aback by the sudden and unexpected move, causing it to jolt forward in a swift motion. It was in that fleeting moment that Hattie, seizing the opportunity, swiftly executed a forceful knee strike that connected directly with Phoebe's jaw, leaving a resounding impact. The sheer power of the strike left Phoebe momentarily stunned and disoriented, her senses momentarily thrown off balance. The sound of the crowd erupted in an uproar of cheers, their excitement palpable in the air. Caught off guard, Phoebe's eyes flickered with a mix of surprise and frustration, realizing the need to regain her composure and overcome the effects of the powerful strike.
Regaining control over her emotions, Phoebe focused her attention on Hattie, understanding the gravity of the situation and realizing the importance of not underestimating her opponent. The unexpected twist in the match served as a wake-up call for Phoebe, igniting a fire within her to showcase her own unwavering determination and expertise. Meeting Hattie's fierce gaze with an unwavering determination of her own, Phoebe steeled herself for the upcoming exchange, fully aware that Hattie was a force to be reckoned with.

Hattie felt a surge of triumph as her strategic moves paid off, exploiting the brief window of vulnerability in Phoebe's defense. The crowd's cheers echoed in her ears, fueling her determination to maintain the upper hand. With Phoebe momentarily stunned, Hattie wasted no time. Swift as a panther, she circled her disoriented opponent, a confident smirk playing on her lips. "Now you are opened!" Closing the distance, Hattie launched into a series of savage strikes, capitalizing on Phoebe's momentary lapse. Her movements were a dance of precision and power, each blow aimed at testing Phoebe's resilience. As the exchange continued, Hattie's focus remained unbroken, her eyes sharp and intent on exploiting any opening. The arena vibrated with energy as the two skilled competitors engaged in a relentless battle, each move calculated to prove their mettle in this fierce contest. Hattie knew she had to maintain the momentum, refusing to let Phoebe regain her composure and turn the tide.

Phoebe felt the impact of Hattie's strikes reverberate through her body, each blow a reminder of the precariousness of their situation. Despite her best efforts to defend herself, she found herself momentarily overwhelmed by the ferocity of Hattie's assault.
As she stumbled backward, Phoebe's mind raced, desperately searching for a way to regain control of the situation. She could feel the eyes of the crowd upon her, their cheers blending into a cacophony of sound that only served to intensify the pressure weighing down upon her.
Gritting her teeth, Phoebe focused on steadying her breathing, determined not to let Hattie's onslaught break her spirit. With a swift motion, she sidestepped one of Hattie's strikes, narrowly avoiding the full force of the blow.
Drawing upon her reserves of strength and resilience, Phoebe countered with a calculated series of blocks and evasions, seeking to disrupt Hattie's rhythm and create an opening of her own. With each movement, she fought to regain her footing, refusing to surrender to the relentless onslaught.

Hattie’s manic attack surely stunned Phoebe for a good amount. However, it didn’t go completely as Hattie thought as she realized probably due to their obvious size differences, Phoebe wasn’t being knocked down despite series attacks. Soon after in Hattie’s surprise, Phoebe started blocking and dodging her attacks, not only neglected Hattie’s many strikes, but also completely messed up her attacking sequence, almost made her lost balance. Hattie grew increasingly frustrated as she would start to curse, “Die!!” With her yelling Hattie would try to raise her right leg and send a middle kick onto Phoebe’s waist. However, such a rushed attack not only didn’t make the kick to strike with full power, but also it was so obvious that her opponent could make some serious counter attack…

As Hattie's relentless assault continued, it became apparent that her initial strategy was not yielding the desired results. Despite her aggressive barrage, Phoebe remained composed, using her agility to evade her strikes and maintain my footing.
As her frustration grew palpable, Phoebe seized the opportunity to turn the tables in her favor. With quick reflexes, she blocked and dodged her attacks, disrupting her rhythm and leaving her off balance.
Her curses only fueled Phoebe's determination, and she prepared to capitalize on her vulnerability. As her opponent attempted to deliver a middle kick to her waist, the rushed attack lacked power, but left her exposed to a counterattack.

Hattie's relentless attacks despite looked threatening, but it didn't do much to her opponent and instead, made her slowly lost her rthym in attacks. "Take this... whhaa!?" With an attempting kick, Hattie used all her power to strike forward yet the attack failed her purpose with Phoebe's resistance. That kick made Hattie paniced in maintaining her balance with the only standing leg, while the other leg remained in the air. With that little moment Hattie was distracted by her own carelessness while exposed one of the most vulernable parts of her body, the opening was enough for Phoebe to do serious counter attacks...

As Phoebe's counterattacks land with precision, she notices Hattie's struggle to maintain her balance. Despite being in a winning position, Phoebe's kind heart prompts her to show compassion towards her opponent. Instead of delivering punishing blows, Phoebe gently disengages from the fight, allowing Hattie to regain her footing.
"Hey, Hattie," Phoebe calls out, concern evident in her voice. "Are you okay? It seems like you're having trouble with your balance. Let's take a moment to catch our breath."
With genuine care, Phoebe extends a hand to help Hattie steady herself, demonstrating sportsmanship and empathy even in the heat of battle. Hattie, surprised by Phoebe's kindness, gratefully accepts the gesture, feeling touched by her opponent's compassion.