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Pain. Pain and adrenaline were two things a body could run on. As the fight between Nikki Kade and Mighty Milf continued Maria began to pull things out of her repertroire that even she forgot she had. Topes, Planchas, cornerpost jumps to the outside. Yet Nikki Kade was able to dodge them all and seemed only too keen to return the favor.
Maria had expected one Kade Crusher, but the second one rung her bell, her eyes glazed over as she began to run on automatic. With the rest of the match being a blur.
Nikki seemed to have an answer for everything Maria did, yet Maria gave as good as she got. It was a coinflip about who would end up on top.
Running, thrown towards the ropes something in the back of her mind just clicked. An old lesson from her great uncle, speaking in decipherable English for once.
>If yer opponent throws ya to the ropes fer a rebound. JUST STOP RUNNING YA DAFT TWAT.
The man never really was once to mince words. Yet she broke the speed before reaching the ropes, duck, grab, slam. A risky pin perhaps, but Nikki was down and out after a long match and several Mother's Fury's. Collapsed she fell onto Nikki Kade as the ref counted.
>1
>2
>3.
Relief. It washed over Maria as her music rang. She could scarcely believe it. A deep exhausted sigh escaped from her lips as she pat Nikki Kade on the shoulder, still ontop of her.
>Thank you
She whispered before slowly struggling to get back on her feet. The referee holding her hand up in victory and handing her the WWA Intercontinental Title.
Euphoria, victorious Maria held the title into the air, yelling as loudly as she could, throwing out all the pain, anguish, suffering and doubt from the last few months, ever since her loss against Zunigoth back at Waifus Collide. The goal she had set for herself finally in her hands.
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