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Commission Victoria vs Yang
Tonight's match was between two beautiful busty blondes going head to head in a no holds barred fight, Yang Xiao Long “the Fiery Huntress” vs Victoria Dallon “Antares, Warrior Monk, Scholar”. These two have been carrying a grudge for a while and now it is time for them to settle it in the ring.
Nobody is quite sure exactly where or how their rivalry started, but it was obvious that the two of them had some very intense issues to be settled in the ring. When both combatants met in the ring, they night-immediately went for a mutual bearhug, the fire in their eyes burning with an electrifying feel around them. There was an immense tension between the two women and everyone in the audience could feel it. That tension snapped like a strained cord as soon as the bell rang and the fight began in earnest.
For the first part of the fight Yang had the upper hand, landing the first blow squarely on Victoria's face with a solid fist, saliva following it. With more fists incoming Victoria struggled to fight off the relentless barrage of fists. Even though Yang was throwing punches hard and fast enough that most others would be overwhelmed but still had a pattern and Victoria quickly got her act together however and utilized the small openings in her attacks to land hits of her own. This was a stalemate that Yang was quickly to discard however, as she swiftly grappled her fellow blonde in a powerful bearhug and began to squeeze. Victoria released a cry of pain as the huntress merely tightened her arms on the heroine’s midsection, gritting her teeth in exterion
Victoria was able to retaliate however in an impressive feat of strength as she forced her way out of the bearhug. When Yang noticed this she doubled her efforts, getting another scream from Victoria but in her rage she had left herself vulnerable. Victoria took this opportunity and shoved them both to the ground. Rolling around on the ground with both of them attempting to gain an upper hand left an opening for the superhero. Victoria clamped her legs around Yang’s waist and squeezed, a reverse of their previous situation. Victoria smirked as Yang once again gritted her teeth only this time in pain. Yang became almost frantic in her desperate attempt to get Victoria off her. Sensing that the huntress would soon get free, Victoria let go of her. While Yang was scrambling away Victoria grabbed her head and rammed it into the mat with a bulldog. Unfortunately for Vicky, Yang was not dazed by the blow and was back in fighting shape in a few moments.
From there the fight continued in a vicious back and forth. From Yang slamming Victoria into the canvas with a suplex, putting her into a boston crab and shoving her rack into the corner, to Victoria catching Yang in a hurricanrana, choking the longer haired woman in a headscissor and putting her into a headlock. Yang even got off a (mildly) successful stinkface in order to suffocate Victoria into unconsciousness but it failed to get more than a few seconds. During all of this, Yang’s fury was building to a crescendo. It didn’t seem to matter what she did, because despite how much she had dealt to Victoria the superheroine didn’t even seem affected by it and was still going as strong as she had in the beginning of the fight, while Yang was slowly getting more and more tired.
Her eyes blazed in her rage. Her hair almost caught its typical fire as it did when she activated her semblance. She knew she had to end this and quickly. So she readied her final blow. One of her most dangerous moves that had ended dozens of fights before, a single punch with all her power put behind it. Normally in a match such as this she might have held back, but not this time.
BOOM!!!
Her arm moved at blinding speeds and connected squarely with Victoria’s stomach. There was a resounding boom throughout the ring as everything went quiet and still. This hit was powerful enough that nearly any other opponent would have been folded in half and crumpled in a knocked out heap on the floor. And that was clearly what Yang was expecting.
Because in front of her, unphased and unmoved, stood Antares.