The Spectre vs. Deathbird

As Deathbird was still rubbing her back, she suddenly saw Spectre rush to her from the turnbuckle. From there, the white-haired girl would give a punch to the gut. "GUH!" Deathbird cried out as the wind got knocked out of her as she rolled on the mat in pain. But then Spectre would use one hand to choke her opponent and Deathbird found herself trying to breathe.

So she would attempt to raise her legs to wrap around the albino's arm and take her down onto the mat. If she was able to, she would apply an armbar.

The Spectre perhaps already established her ruthless image with her few first moves on her opponent. She barely gave Deathbird a moment to rest as she landed a punch in her gut followed by a choke afterwards. The albino's expression was ice cold, showing no sign of pity or hesitation as she gripped her opponent's neck with her hand.

Suddenly Deathbird raised her legs and wrapped around Spectre's slender arm and took her down to the mat. Spectre let out a quiet grunt as she fell on her front, and before the albino had a chance to recover, Deathbird continued by applying an armbar to her arm. Spectre's eyes would widen a bit before she'd start grimacing a little, but she wouldn't scream no matter what.

"G-ghh... kkhhh..." she'd let out a couple of soft grunts while trying to move herself towards Deathbird to reduce the pain from the armbar.

Deathbird would be impressed by Spectre's resistance to let the pain get the better of her. She can feel the other girl move and try to reduce the pain on her arm. After a few moments, she would release her arm and backed off. "You are quite impressive, Spectre. You refuse to show pain and you stop at nothing to get what you want." Deathbird recently read Spectre and believed that she may be able to help once the match is over.

"Haa..." Spectre would quietly let out as her opponent somehow decided to let her arm go.

The albino would rub her arm for a while before she got up on her feet. Her face still grimacing a little as she held her arm again. Hearing Deathbird's words, Spectre let out an irritated hiss as if she's not appreciating her compliment. Her face was filled with hostility just like a wounded beast.

She would once again run towards her opponent and tried to grab Deathbird's arm with her unhurt hand. If she managed to do that, the albino would whip her opponent towards the rope with just one hand.

Deathbird watched Spectre as she was recovering from the armbar and only hissed to show disapproval of her comment. She got back in her stance as the albino came at her again, but this time Spectre would use her other arm to grab Deathbird's. From there, she would sling her to the ropes, but Deathbird has a few tricks up her sleeve in regards to the ropes. Once she bounced back, she attempted to do a cartwheel before doing a flip over Spectre. If this worked, she would give a kick to the back.

Spectre was taken aback with Deathbird's reflex as she did a cartwheel and flipped over her. The albino's instinct made her immediately turned around, only to find her opponent's foot swung at her. Spectre quickly crossed her arms in front of her, but she put her hurt arm in the front instead out of haste.

As Deathbird's kick connected with her arm, the albino flew a few metres away and fell near the ropes with a quiet grunt. She would writhe around on the mat while holding her arm. Her white long hair covered her painful expression, but her slender body was shaking a little.

"Kkhhh..." she would let out quietly before slowly getting up to a sitting position, still holding her hurt arm.

Deathbird smirk when her dodge and attack combo had worked and now Spectre was writhing on the mat in pain. She would walk over to grab the other girl's hair softly and look at her in the eye. "Hmm, it appears I may have a few things that put me ahead of you. You simply can't stop Deathbird, I'm just too much for you to handle." At this point, she was intimidating her, seeing what Spectre would do next now that she's close.

Spectre let out a quiet grunt as Deathbird grabbed her white hair. Hearing her taunt, the albino glared at her opponent to show that she's not intimidated. In her current state however, she's not in the best condition to pull a brave front and her gaze might give a subtle hint of fear.

Not wanting her opponent to find out, Spectre would try to grab Deathbird's hand which was holding her hair by the wrist. The albino would squeeze her opponent's arm with her strength to make her let go of her hair. Her crimson eyes were blazing with hatred as she did so.

As Deathbird held Spectre's hair, she suddenly felt the other girl's hand on her wrist. Spectre would then squeeze at the arm as hard as she could to make her release her hair. It worked and it made Deathbird's eyes glare back as she wanted to continue this match. She would try to throw a punch with her free arm to make the other girl release her.

"Nnghh!" Spectre grunted as Deathbird hit her face.

She let her opponent's hand go temporarily, still glaring at her fiercely. If Deathbird released her hair, then the albino would immediately got up and try to grab her opponent's leg to bring her down. Afterwards she would try to get on top of Deathbird and begin to punch her face a few times.