Triple Tag Team Mayhem!

Kyo stared quietly as Midori toppled down near his corner. Another wrestler might have taken the advantage to stomp down on her while she was here and weaken her further for Toshio. Kyo, however, wasn't the sort of person to resort to that sort of thing. Glancing at Mika, he was relieved to see that the Rainbow fighter was keeping back as well. Unless Toshio decided to tag him in, this fight was between him and Midori.

Toshio, however, wasn't about to tag anyone in yet. Staggering over to Midori, clutching his head, he grabbed at her arms and fell back, trying to drag her up to her feet. If he succeeded, he would slide an arm around her head as if for a dragon sleeper, before kicking back, dropping backwards to ram Midori's head hard into the mat.

As Toshio went to drag Midori up, the muscular girl would use the momentum to go and nail Toshio with a rising clothesline.

"GGGGH!" Toshio gasped as Midori's forearm slammed against his throat, sending him crashing onto his back. He clutched his throat, breathing shallowly after that last hit.

Midori went to go stomp down on him and then run to the ropes and rebound with a legdrop attack.

Toshio was still gasping as Midori stomped him hard in the midsection. Breathing through clenched teeth, he rolled, clutching his hurting midsection as he tried to roll over to his knees. As he got to his knees, though, he looked up just in time to see Midori lunging at him for a leg drop. Thinking quickly, he raised his arms to block the attack, but the impact still knocked him over onto his back.

Midori would try to cover Toshio for a pin after that.

Although Toshio's gut was still sore from the stomp, the fact that he'd managed to shield himself from the kick meant that he wasn't as out of it as Midori might have liked. Feeling the fit girl covering him for the pin (and trying to stay focuses on the match-- always something that was hard for him whenever an attractive girl was covering him), Toshio suddenly shot his arms up, trying to trap Midori's arms under his while kicking upwards in an attempt to roll them over. If he was successful, then he would unhook one arm to shoot a punch at the side of Midori's head, all the while trying to keep his head to the side of hers to avoid a headbutt.

Toshio successful in entrapping Midori and going for the blow to her head.

Hoping that this would keep Midori stunned, Toshio slid his free arm back under Midori's, locking his hands behind her back and wrenching tightly, pulling her arms back in a modified hammerlock while trying to keep her head tucked under one of his own arms. Sitting up, he tried to wrap his legs around her torso for an added body scissor, squeezing tightly around her waist as he wrenched her arms back. He helf his breath, his head next to hers as he poured on the pressure against his tough opponent.

Midori groaned as Toshio worked her over with this hold but she grit her teeth, her expression more anger than pain as she tried to weather it.