The Spectre vs. Deathbird

While Deathbird was trying to hold that flailing leg in her hand while trying to get the other one, she smirked and chuckled when she was called a foot freak. In truth, she doesn't have a foot fetish, she just hates it when girls tend to fight barefoot. She would respond, "Hey, didn't you listen to what I was saying earlier? It's not my fault that you chose to go barefoot. And if you were a tough hardcore fighter as I am then you should know that you shouldn't let your opponents see a weak spot. In this case, you know what I'm talking about, right?"

If Deathbird caught both feet in her hands, she would try again in proceeding with her toe biting boston crab. She just wants to do it once before leaving those bare feet alone for the rest of the match. As of now, she just wants to have a little more fun with the albino's berserk side before knocking her out.

Spectre grunted as Deathbird finally managed to grab her other feet and sit on her back. The dark haired girl then began to apply a Boston Crab while biting her toes! The albino eyes widen and she'd groan in pain, but she wouldn't scream.

"Gghhhh!! Nngghhh!!" Spectre would let out as she endured her predicament.

She wasn't going to give up. Not at all cost. She had to protect her other weaker self. Filled with that determination, the crazed albino would try to muster her remaining strength to drag her body toward the ropes with Deathbird still sitting on her back.

As Deathbird was enjoying herself biting Spectre's bare toes, she felt the albino start to drag herself towards the ropes. The dark purple-haired girl would gnash at those little toes between her teeth to try and make the time worth her while before the albino reached the ropes. This little move was one that she did too many barefooted girls in the past and they all begged for mercy in the end. For Spectre though, she was quite persistent and wasn't willing to give up just yet.

Once Spectre grabbed onto the ropes for a rope break, then Deathbird would get off of her opponent's back and finally be satisfied as she would leave those feet alone for the rest of the match.

Spectre was showing some determination as she gritted her teeth and dragged herself towards the ropes. She would groan as her toes were chewed by her opponent, but she would never give Deathbird the ultimate satisfaction hearing her screaming.

"Kkhh..! Hhhh..." she would let out until she finally reached the ropes and grab the lower rope.

Deathbird would get off afterwards due to the rope break rules, but Spectre would still lying on the mat for a while. The albino was holding her head with one hand while still leaning on the ropes. She could feel her head began to throb.

"No... not now..." she'd mutter softly to herself. "Just... a bit longer..."

The albino would slowly get up on her feet afterwards. Leaning on the ropes with one hand, Spectre would glare at her opponent, inviting her to come at her.

As Deathbird got off of Spectre's back, she could see that Spectre was feeling the pain from the previous hits. It wouldn't be long before the match will belong to Deathbird, at least that's what she thinks. As Spectre leaned on the ropes and glared at Deathbird, Deathbird would accept her invitation and start walking to her. From there, she would try to grab her opponent by the hair and pull her up to face her as she said, "So are you gonna keep babbling to yourself or are we gonna end this?"

Spectre gasped a bit as Deathbird pulled her white hair. Hearing her opponent words, her red eyes would suddenly flared and her crazed expression would return. Whether her opponent was being too confident or not, she just provided the albino with an opportunity as they were standing close to each other. Not wanting to waste the chance, Spectre would immediately try to choke Deathbird with both hands!

If she managed to do that, Spectre would squeeze her opponent's neck while looking at her with a vicious expression and grunted like a wild beast. Then the albino would try to lift her opponent as she's still choking her, preparing for her finisher: Memento Mori.

Deathbird didn't expect Spectre to grab at her throat with both hands as her eyes widened in a glare. She would grab at the albino's wrists with both hands as she tried to loosen the grip, but Spectre got her pretty good in this one. As Spectre's berserk side started to become more like a wild beast, she would try to lift her up for her finisher. But Deathbird would try to kick at her opponent and punch at one arm with her own fist to try and make her let go.

Spectre grunted as she felt a kick on her stomach as Deathbird would do whatever she could to free herself. Then the dark haired girl also starting to punch her arm. She loosened her grip a little for a second before she would grit her teeth and try to squeeze her opponent's neck harder and lifted her higher. She need to end this fast because she could feel her other self staring to wake up.

"Nngg..." she would let out as she's struggling to maintain her hold on her opponent. If Deathbird didn't do anything else, Spectre would held her high in the air before slamming her opponent to the mat as hard as she could.

"Memento Mori..." she would say with her whispering voices a moment before she slammed Deathbird.

As Deathbird tried to make Spectre release her, the albino tightened her grip even more, causing Deathbird to gasp for air while her resistance slowly decreased. Suddenly, Spectre would perform Memento Mori, which was a double-handed chokeslam. "GUH!" Deathbird cried out as she was slammed on her back hard against the mat. She was soon rolling on the mat, trying to breathe as she held her neck and rubbed her back from the pain. Though she was in great pain, she didn't feel like giving up yet either.

Spectre managed to pull her double handed chokeslam successfully and Deathbird was now rolling on the mat as a result. It was surprising that she was still able to move after taking that, but Spectre wasn't in her best condition either. The albino still grunting as she slowly approached Deathbird. Her head was throbbing like crazy, but she need to hold on just a bit longer. Spectre would try to roll Deathbird's body to her back and drop on her knees besides the dark haired girl before laying on top of her for a pin.

"One...!" the referee would start the count if the albino managed to pin Deathbird.