Queen of Brawl, Wolf of Battle (For Darius)

Ciara scowled malevolently and expectantly back at Sarah. One thing that truly pissed her off was any accusation of unfairness on her part. She would never have fought on equal ground in the field, but in the ring, she strove to make that a reality. The fact that this bitch was telling her otherwise fueled her hatred. But Ciara's strength shone close-up. Sarah was going to have a bad date with the canvas, one way or another.

She made no move to block or dodge the punch, merely turning her head a little and taking it full on one side of her face. Ciara grunted in pain as the blow rocked her in a spray of sweat and blood, but she didn't back down an inch. Glaring back at Sarah, she swung a fierce hook at her enemy's ribs, where the redhead's fierce punch had left her vulnerable. She would then follow up with a brutal punch to the stomach, throwing her weight and muscle into the blow.

The sound of fist striking flesh sent a shiver of pleasure running through Sarah, but it was short lived as her exposed side was subject to Ciara's retaliatory blow. "Ghh!!" she grunted. wincing in pain. Her ribs had taken quite a bit of punishment already. But fortunately she was able to see Ciara's nexy attack comming, and would swiftly use her left arm to stop it before it could hit its intended target. She quickly tucked the arm under her armpit, trapping it in a tight vice. Her free fist, which happened to be her stronger one, would start slamming into Ciara's stomach repeatedly, and would keep doing so until she was stopped.

Ciara growled as her last blow was halted and her arm restrained, then gave a cry of pain as Sarah's right fist hammered her stomach mercilessly. Her previous injuries there flared back up in full force as the Queen of Brawl began to tenderize her abs, but Ciara had already resolved that she would not back down. Instead of trying to free her trapped arm, Ciara thrust it further under Sarah's armpit, allowing her to bring her hand up and latch onto the back of her opponent's shoulder. Then, using her new grab as leverage, the raven-haired soldier hammered a savage volley of heavy punches from her left hand, alternating between hooks to the cheek, hammerfists to the ribs, and reverse-punches to the stomach, not even trying to interfere with Sarah's continuing assault.

Rika could already tell this was going to end badly for the both of them. Sarah was already grunting in pain from the first onslaught of Ciara's punches. No matter who won, and a winner wasn't coming anytime soon, both of them both be feeling this for days. Maybe even months.

Sarah and Ciara's fists slammed into each other in a merciless back and forth, but Sarah wasn't about to let that continue. Making it look like she was going for another stomach punch, she would instead throw a punch directly into Ciara's throat.

"GUUHH!!" Ciara gagged as Sarah's fist slammed home, her toughened throat muscles straining against the stunning force. Trying to recover from the brutal strike, Ciara pulled her sweaty body full against Sarah's in a tight clinch, resting her head on her opponent's left shoulder and coughing raggedly in an attempt to recover. But the soldier wasn't being idle, and she most certainly wouldn't let the neck blow go unpunished. Her left fist would arc out in a wild swing beyond Sarah's blocking range, then hurtle full-force into her enemy's right kidney, enhanced by centripetal force and Ciara's burning anger.

Sarah growled when Ciara fell into her, about to out a stop to that in the most brutal fashion she could, when yet another ounishing blow from Ciara slammed into her side. "NGH!!" Sarah grunted. Sarah was starting to wonder which kidney was hurting more, left or right.

Gritting her teeth through the pain, Sarah would send start to send several knee lifts into Ciara;s stomach while she was cinched against her. After several of those, Sarah would then bare her teeth, and bit down hard on Ciara's head.

Ciara grinned savagely as her fist struck home, but her small victory quickly faded when another powerful knee drove upward into her gut, driving most of the air from her lungs. But she knew what was happening now, and the veteran refused to take any more knee shots like that this late into the fight. She lifted her own right leg upwards in a Muay Thai- style guard, absorbing most of the following impacts with her own knee and thigh.

As she squeezed hard against Sarah, Ciara suddenly felt the redhead's teeth dig into her scalp to painful effect. The battered soldier roared in savage fury and her hands immediately shot up past Sarah's back, digging deep into her enemy's hair with the left and latching painfully onto an ear with the right. She ripped Sarah's head backwards and, exposing the redhead's neck, rammed her forehead once into her foe's throat then bit Sarah back, her jaws latching down on the area between the base of the throat and the collarbone.

Many of the onlookers now were cringing and screaming at the sight of this vicious duel, and more than a few started to yell for help, some even pleading for Rika to end the fight. The two combatants had gone even beyond the expectations for a hardcore match, and such a display of savagery within the gym was more than some people could stomach.

"GAHHH!!!" Sarah screamed in pain as CIara's teeth dug into the soft flesh of her throat. Using her hands Sarah would try to jam her thumbs into Ciara's eyes, and even if she closed her eyes, Sarah would immediately push her head back, not only making her release the bite, put also putting pressure on the girl's eyeballs. Once she was far enough, Sarah would rear her head back, and slam their foreheads together in a brutal headbutt. Sarah own head would slpit open from the attack, and blood would start to pour from the wound.

"Sarah!! Stop! You're killing each other!" Rika screamed desperately. She couldn't take it anymore. Seeing Sarah in such a bloodied and crazed state was becoming too much. If they kept going, there's no telling what they might end up doing to each other.

Ciara howled like a wounded animal as two powerful thumbs jammed into her eyes, her lids barely closing in time before they pushed her eyeballs against the back of their sockets. Then the painful darkness of her closed eyes suddenly exploded into agonizing lights as something hard slammed with devastating force into her forehead. Instinctively, Ciara knew what had happened, and as some of her enemy's blood traveled to her own forehead and down her face, she savagely lapped at the copper-tasting liquid. A roaring sound began to build in her ears, and animalistic energy began to fuel her movements. Sinking her fingers into Sarah's wrists, Ciara wrenched the offending hands away from her face and eyes, her nails drawing blood despite being short and clipped.

She thrust both of her hands under Sarah's armpits, wrapping around her enemy's back and gripping her shoulder blades with bloody fingers. With a feral snarl etched over her face, Ciara hurled herself forward while hauling Sarah in at the same time. Their bruised and battered bodies smashed together chest-to-chest in a collision of flesh, sweat, and blood, and the crazed soldier rammed her skull forward one more time for a revenge headbutt, this time splitting open her own forehead. Instinctively, Ciara sought to exploit her greater body weight, even if it was only to inflict a sliver of extra damage.

Instead of keeping her muscled arms wrapped around Sarah in a desperate bearhug, Ciara sought to bring her arms up and around, locking her hands tightly around the front of the redhead's neck in a cruelly powerful version of a full-nelson. She intended to bend the Queen of Brawl back like a bow until her spine broke.

Rika's pleas went completely unheard by the battling beauties, and they continued to make punching bags out of each other.

"ARGH!!" Sarah cried out as Ciara's hed slmmed into her own, making the wound on her head even bigger. Sarah was again getting dizzy, and it was only her strong desire to win and her instense htred of the woman pushing against her that kept her going. Before she could retaliate with a vengeance, Sarah found herself in a painful variation of a full nelson. She cried out in pain as her head was bent back at an uncomfortable angle, threatening to break something if it kept going. Sarah wasn't about to let that happen.

Her arms felt around blindly until she came upon Ciara's bare and inpressive rack, and held both in her hands. And then's she'd sink her nails deep into ech of her breasts. If Ciara released Sarah because of this, she would immediately follow up with a knee to her crotch.