Retribution: Haruka-Haruko vs Cerbera-Lethe

"Ugh!!" She yelped, her head flying back. She clenched her teeth angrily, growling down at her, then reached for her hair, trying to pull her up to her feet, standing up as well. "You want to brawl bitch? Then lets brawl." She challenged, throwing a hard right at Haruka's cheek.

Soon as she got dragged onto her feet, Haruka made to punch again, but Lethe beat her to it. The blow staggered her, but she stood her ground and hit back with her trusty left fist, daring to exchange blows with a bruiser heel.

(Um, where did Haruka aim for?)

(OOC: Gomen T-T. Haruka would have aimed for Lethe's cheek.)

Lethe raised in eyebrow in surprise as the blow did not floor the idol. She slowly started to grin as Haruka put her fists back up, and took the punch across the cheek, staggering back a little. "Hm..." She muttered before moving back in, faking a jab at her stomach and tried to a fierce backfist across Haruka's cheek. "Fall!" She would shout as she swung her fist.

Haruka made to block the jab- only for the backfist to hit her face solidly. "Unfh!" she grunted, falling back a step. She couldn't take too many more of those hits; her vision was starting to get fuzzy. She blinked to try and clear her eyesight.

Lethe stared in disbelief as Haruka still managed to stay on her feet. She growled angrily, rushing at her. She tried to put one hand on Haruka's back and bend her over. With her free hand she would draw back and start trying to slug her in the gut over and over.

Getting bent over didn't help clear Haruka's head, but the hard fist that buried itself into her gut did snap her back into full awareness- and into a world of sheer pain. The idol girl tried to scream but couldn't, gagging as her stomach seemed to contract upon itself from the repeated hammer blows.

Haruko growled angrily as she watched Lethe beating Haruka's gut into submission, clenching the top rope with both hands tightly.

Lethe smirks, throwing a couple more into her gut before grabbing her by the hair to throw her to the ground. "You honestly thought you stood a chance going toe to toe with me, you whiny brat?" She asked, trying to stomp down on her lower back afterwards.

The battered Haruka fairly bounced off the mat before settling down upon her front. She fumbled for something to grab- the ropes, Lethe's foot- but found only air.

"Aaaahhh!" she screamed as Lethe's foot slammed into her lower back, arching in pain.

The ropes hovered before her tear-filled eyes. Lethe had flung her near the edge of the mat. Haruka stretched out her right arm. Her hand found the lowermost rope.

"Rope, ref!" Masato yelled, pointing, anything to buy Haruka time.