NEW - NOIR EXTREME WRESTLING

Aïsha: Few days after my.. complicated match against Hana Jeong I need a way to get back on track and forget about this inconvenience. And it's perfect because tonight Princess Misaki is facing Chanyota. Some people would have intervened in the middle of the match to steal the spotlight, but i'm a maker not a stealer so I will do it my own way. While the crowd was expecting Chanyota's music, mine hit the speaker. I walk on the ramp with a bright smile on my face, microphone in hand. The crowd is intrigued, some already booing me so I start my little speach "Hold on hold on... I know what you're all thinking about, I'm not supposed to be here, yes I know but i'm here to save your night ! Because let's be honest who wants to watch Chanyota vs Misaki ? Nah like for real ? who ??" Crowd getting mad "But you're lucky because after the cheap shoot Hana used to beat me, I talk with the staff and they all agree that I deserv better so... ladies and gentlemen, tonight is a three ways match ! with.. me ! Haha you're wellcome ! bunch of peasant" I say before dropping the microphone and making my way to the ring. I'm wearing my black outfit, trunks and top, matching boots and kneepadds, something simple yet sophisticated. I get in the ring go sit on the top of the turnbukle, waiting for my opponent to came in, already thinking about their confused expression hehe.

Chanyotaaa: When I once again stepped through the doors of N.E.W. as a Japanese female wrestler, the league's boss decided to use a traditional Japanese girl‑vs‑girl match for my debut. I had even met Misaki—the girl who had arrived here a little before me. She rarely lost and was a typical representative of the Japanese style, so I had prepared a lot for her. As I was getting ready in the locker room, I was supposed to be the first new face to enter the ring that night. But then some noisy music started playing—I thought the organizers had gotten the order wrong. Then I realized it wasn't Misaki's energetic entrance music. Another Asian girl was on stage, giving a speech, and I heard that my debut match had been turned into a triple‑threat. She was confident and overbearing. Then my signature entrance music from my gym, 'Nitrogen Pump,' began to play. I was wearing my iconic dark red mouthguard. I walked down the aisle, stepped over the ropes, and entered the ring. A little nervously, I took the microphone and said, 'Hello, miss. I guess the schedule has changed a bit—thanks to you sticking your nose into a rookie's debut. But I don't mind. You just barged in like this—I don't even know your name. Well, maybe that doesn't matter; muscles will make you humble soon. Go ahead and tell me your name. Friends, your muscle beauty Chanyota is here!' I put the mic aside and showed off my impressive muscle definition. I was wearing my signature gear from my PPP days.

Chanyotaaa:

Princess_Misaki: I met that huge girl Chanyota last night. As fellow wrestlers from the same place, I welcomed her with a traditional meal of sushi and udon ramen, and we quickly agreed that our debut match wouldn't affect our friendship going forward. When I arrived at the venue early, I saw Aisha—the girl who had fought Hana a couple of days ago. We only briefly greeted each other across the ring ropes, and I was a little curious why she was here. But then, as the last entrant to the ring, I figured everything out. Honestly, I was confused and frustrated—this girl had turned all my careful preparations into nothing. Since it was going to be a triple‑threat, I couldn't focus solely on Chanyota. When my energetic theme music hit, I tried to look relaxed, jogging down the aisle to the beat, grabbing the top rope with both hands, and landing a perfect flip onto the canvas. 'Welcome here, Chanyota!' I greeted my friend first. 'You look good too, Aisha—it seems you didn't get a chance for another match. I hope the two of us East Asian girls make tonight memorable for you. And same to you, watch out, Chanyota—I'm not here to be your stepping stone...' I tightened my knee pads and shin guards, started stretching, and when the bell rang, I planned to take the early advantage.

Princess_Misaki:

Aïsha: I'm sitting on my corner, watching the two girls making their entrance one by one. I'm not very intrested about what they are saying, instead I just look around bored. When Chanyota talk to me I barely watch her "Don't act as you don't know me yet, everybody knows Aïsha the premier class wrestler, and if you think your muscles will be enough to get anything from me, you will have a very bad time!" I say before Misaki musics starts. Same thing, same lack on interest, I watch her getting into the ring. "It's gonna be memorable for sure, maybe not as you expect it though" I say with a little laugh. But here we are, all of three in the middle of the ring. I notice that Misaki is planning something and so do I. The referee check our gear quickly, the annoucer do his job and... *DING DING DING* the match starts. I don't waste a second, as soon as the bell ring I step back and slide under the ropes to leave the ring letting you both there. The crowd is mad, boing at me but I don't care, I just walk along the ring fixing my hair, my gear before taking a sit on a folded chair next to the ring. "Come on girls, don't be shy, go for it ! I'm watcing you !" I say before starting a clapping for the crowd to follow.

Chanyotaaa: I was ready to make a big impact here. I had expected the three of us to start cautiously, keeping a distance of mutual restraint and wariness. When the bell rang, I didn't even step forward right away—but that girl Aisha quickly slid out of the ring, making it clear she refused to engage. That left me confused. However, Misaki was right there in front of me, ready and waiting. 'Fine!' I had no choice. I quickly used my muscular advantage, grappling Misaki's head and shoulders. She was so much smaller and frailer than me—I was almost afraid that a raw, powerful grip alone would make her give up. I had to keep an eye on Aisha outside the ring while wearing down Misaki as quickly as possible. I watched Aisha sitting on that folded chair behind Misaki, and slowly, in the test of strength, I began to push Misaki backward.

Princess_Misaki: The bell rang, and I figured Chanyota and I were on the same wavelength—but the moment I reached for Aisha's wrist, she bailed out of the ring. 'Chicken!' I grumbled, spinning back—only to find the big girl already had my neck and arm locked up. I couldn't even put up a fight; she just kept driving me backward. I kept glancing over my shoulder, measuring the ropes. And there was Aisha, all smug, playing to the crowd, while I had to deal with this muscle monster alone. No way I was going to let myself get tossed aside. So I went for a judo throw—snap turn, drop low, wedge my foot between her legs, and put all my back into it, using the spin to launch Chanyota right out of the ring.

Aïsha: "Good job Chanyotta, press on her shoulders, yeah like that great !" I comment from my chair. I let Misaki struggling and instead of getting back into the ring I walk to the commentators desk "Give me an headset, you don't have a thrid one ? Then give yours !" I say before snatching the headset from the commentator and start commenting. "Well, at least they give their best, but let face it, it's a bit boring don't you think, Yeah yeah I know i'm not in the ring, but it's to show why my presance was needed ! When i will start to fight ? What a stupid question when I want to!" But then I see Misaki spinning and and launch Chanyota out of the ring ! i'm shocked, impressed by the moove. "Okay time to go for it !" I say before taking of the headset. I look at Chanyota getting up and run at her, I lift my right boot and try to smash her face with a big boots right on the jaw "RAH!"

Chanyotaaa: To be honest, Misaki was nothing like what I first thought. I figured she was just some skinny little cutie who could only rely on high‑flying bursts to control a match—but she actually took judo seriously back in middle and high school. Her technique caught me completely off guard. I went flying through the ropes and crashed right outside the ring. It wasn't a devastating hit by any means, but it started to get under my skin. I scrambled back to my feet, using both hands and knees to push up. 'Pap!'—I spun around just in time to catch the sole of a boot square on my jaw. My head snapped to the side involuntarily, but my muscles aren't just for show. I turned my head back, shocked and furious—that big boot hadn't even budged my foundation. I locked eyes with Aisha, and slowly, deliberately, I stepped closer to her. Closer. 'Hit me again,' I said, putting pressure on her mind after sizing up her strength. I slapped my own neck and jaw hard with my palm. 'Right here. Do it again!'

Princess_Misaki: It wasn't easy to completely throw a big girl like that out of the ring. When I realized she had been sent tumbling to the floor below, I got to my feet, breathing heavily. I straightened my back, giving my just‑compressed torso a moment to recover. At the same time, I spotted Aisha attempting to ambush Chanyota from behind—and I figured that kick would probably awaken the monster inside her, because Chanyota was almost creepily closing the space between them. They were way too close. I decided to use this chance to stir things up even more—maybe I could come out on top in the chaos. I grabbed the ropes at the corner post and started climbing, hand over hand, until I had both hands and feet gripping the top rope. I began rocking my body, making the rope bounce, ready to launch myself into a high‑flying dive that would take all of you down to the mat.

Aïsha: I throw my kick tou Chanyota's Face, the impact resonates echoes in the arena, but there is something wrong. She is not on the ground but standing in front of me towering me with all thoose muscles. "What ?! Just get down !" I shoot before sending a elbow strike to her chest. Too focus on her I don't see Misaki jumping on the ropes. THe crowd get up getting wild, I look up and see you comming. "wait !" I riase my hands but it's too late you crash into me. I drop on my ass, roll on the mat completly desoriented and dazzed. "Ughhh ahh.." i grunt trying to get all on four

Chanyotaaa: I was about to crush that little girl in front of me—but then the crowd gasped, and WHAM—a sharp elbow dropped right on top of my skull. I lurched forward, dropping to both knees on the floor, but I wasn't about to stay down. I looked up, saw Aisha trying to get back on her feet. 'You stay put—I'll get to you in a minute,' I snarled at her. Then I fired back with my first real attack of the night—an elbow straight to Aisha's chest that flattened her again, gasping. I turned to Misaki, who had also hit the floor. I grabbed her by the hair, yanked her up, hooked her tights, and just tossed her back onto the canvas. My turn. I scaled the corner post from outside, spread my arms wide, and launched myself off the top—driving my elbow right into Misaki's chest, folding her like a V.

Princess_Misaki: I didn't even know how I had landed on top of both girls. My knees slammed hard against the floor, too. I hadn't taken down the big one—in fact, I saw her drop a vicious elbow to keep Aisha quiet. Suddenly, I felt like a suitcase as I was grabbed, yanked up, and hurled back into the ring. I knew Chanyota was coming—her powerful body glistening under the overhead lights. 'Ugh!!!!' When her elbow crashed into my chest, my whole body bounced like a rubber ball—like a truck had just run me over. I tried to force my crushed lungs to breathe again, but all I could do was open my mouth in a silent scream. I clutched my chest in agony, praying for the pain and suffocation to fade quickly.

Aïsha: I'm outside of the ring, in shock, the dive, the forearm to my chest i'm completly desoriented. "This bitch is tough" I grunt before getting up. I look in the ring and see Misaki in trouble, I can't let chanyota taking all the momentum so I slide under the ropes and get back in the ring. I sneak behind her and as she is looking at Misaki, I charge and takle Chanyota smashing the back of her left knee with my shoulder. trying to make her fall on the ground with that vicious strike.

Chanyotaaa: I was about to put Misaki away with a pinfall—at least I thought it was a perfect opportunity. Suddenly, my body lurched forward again, out of control—the back of my knee was hit and I stumbled, knocked away from Misaki. I went down on all fours, trying to get back up on the canvas. I turned my head and looked at you. I decided to put Misaki aside for now. 'You like that, huh? Then come on!' I crouched back down, raised my arms, and faced Aisha, determined to take care of this troublesome girl.

Chanyotaaa:

Princess_Misaki: Aside from the labored breath in my chest, the crushing weight that had been pressing down on me evaporated all at once. I really wanted to see what Aisha had pulled off to make Chanyota walk away from a sure win. But I needed a long moment just to get my lungs back under control. I don't know much about the kind of power in this weight division—so if this had been a straight singles match, I'd likely be out of it already...

Aïsha: i had to stop Chanyota but now I have to face her directly which.. is not the best thing for me. At first I try to play time, circling with you, raising my hands for the lockup before steping back but at one point I can't do it anymore and I have to commit for the duel. I get closer and launch myslef in a collar and elbow lockup with you. Instantly I feel the difference, I can't hold you back and I start to step back "Urghhh shit... mff.." I find myself trapped in the corner, strugling to get some space. Stuck in the corner, I send a new vicious strike, I stomp your left knee with my boot targeting the same part again

Princess_Misaki:

Chanyotaaa: When you finally came over to face me, we locked our arms behind each other's heads, dropped our elbows down, and started to grapple. A smug grin slowly spread across my face as I pushed you back step by step once again. I saw your leg twitching, ready to kick my knee again—but I wasn't about to give you chance after chance to take cheap shots at me. I suddenly pulled back, then yanked your head toward me, trapping it in a side headlock with my biceps and solid chest. I started squeezing and twisting your face with all my might. A satisfied smile crossed my lips—for my debut, facing an experienced wrestler, I was slowly taking both of you apart.

Princess_Misaki: I slowly rolled myself over on the canvas, trying to push myself up. I got to my knees and watched Chanyota yanking on Aisha. In a triple‑threat match, I was terrified that Aisha might suddenly tap out—because that would drag me down to a loss along with her. I forced myself to shake off the exhaustion, creeping closer to them, planning to catch Chanyota from behind with a completely unexpected attack.

Aïsha: You pull me with ease back to the middle of the ring, neck trapped into your side headlock, I grab your forearm with my hands trying to pry it appart. "Arghh ahhh." I feel the blood getting stuck in my head, I struggle to breath, I keep pushing but it's useless. My arm are getting numb, i feel my head spinning a bit. I drop on my knees then on my ass fighting to stay awake.

Chanyotaaa: I just kept cranking my biceps harder and harder. You slipped down to the floor, and I went with you, dropping to one knee on the canvas. 'You gonna tap?' I yelled out, like I was the one asking the questions instead of the ref. I was wrenching my arms back and forth, squeezing that elbow crook right into your neck, cutting off your carotid. Was I feeling your pulse fade? I could already taste the roar of my first win.

Princess_Misaki: I heard English with a Japanese accent, and that gave me a bad feeling. I didn't want to lose the match like that—for no good reason. I struggled to my feet, leaning on my knee for support. I could see Aisha was just about to tap out; in a few more seconds, she'd be forced to lose from lack of oxygen. Ignoring the tight, stretching pain in my chest, I bounced my back off the ropes. I knew that against a muscle monster like you, a simple strike wouldn't make you let go. So I rebounded, using the momentum to charge at your back, raising my knee high and crashing it right down onto your spine. 'Heeyaa! Welcome to N.E.W.!'

Aïsha: I can"t tell exactly what jsut happened but i feel the impact that Chanyota just took. I collapse on my side free from the headlock and roll to the ropes. I chough, rub my neck trying to recover while everything still blurr around me. "Shit... ahh that.. was close" I moan in pain. I grab the ropes slowly trying to get back on my feet

Chanyotaaa: 'WHAM!' Something dull but sharp cracked right across my back. I pitched forward, face‑first onto the mat, clutching my spine and groaning. I curled up, twisted around, and saw Misaki standing over me, catching her breath. I was in bad shape—Aisha was struggling to her feet on the other side, and I could barely even put up a guard. I shut my eyes, lungs burning, kicking myself for not finishing the job with that headlock when I had the chance. I tried to will myself back up...

Princess_Misaki: I watched the big girl trying to get back up again, then glanced at Aisha on the other side, rubbing her throat. I decided to go after Chanyota first—because if I turned my back on her while facing Aisha, I wouldn't survive a strike from behind; it would take me out of the match for good. I walked up behind Chanyota and stomped my foot down onto hers. 'Taste this!' Then I dropped down, sitting on her hips, locked my hands together under her chin, and wrenched her head back while hooking her left arm under my armpit—twisting her spine and shoulders in a modified Camel Clutch! 'Kiiya!!!! Big girl! Giiivo uuuupo?'

Princess_Misaki:

Aïsha: I slowly get back on my feet, seeing Chanyota trapped in a modified camel clutch I wait. I let her in agony while Misaki is slowly getting exhausted by holding such a powerful wrestler. But after noticing Chanyota's neck getting really bent I decide to interfer. "Don't move her !" I scream to Misaki before pulling down my knee padds. I take a deep breath and start to run before throwing a massive running knee strike to Chantoyota's face as she is trapped in the hold, making sure to break the submission hold and to stun her for a bit.

Chanyotaaa: Misaki was on top of me, pinning me down so I couldn't move. I tried to twist and throw her off, but one of my arms was trapped as well—and every time I struggled harder, the pain in my shoulder joint became unbearable. I didn't want to give up that easily. I shook my head frantically, making it clear I wasn't going to say the words. Aisha was a born schemer—I could see her plotting something on the side. Before I knew it, my nose and jaw collided with an unprotected knee, full force. A sharp, stinging sensation shot through my nose, and the brief dizziness made my body feel incredibly heavy. The impact sent Misaki tumbling off me. Everything in my vision started spinning. I couldn't get up. I lay flat on my back, staring up at the ring lights that were too bright to look at. I stayed motionless on the canvas, except for my chest heaving violently.

Princess_Misaki: As Aisha charged at me, I strained to lift Chanyota's face higher, and I watched as that knee made perfect contact with her chin and face. Not wanting to be dragged onto the canvas along with that move, I rolled to one side and carefully got to my feet. I saw Chanyota already on the verge of elimination, so I slowly moved behind Aisha, waiting for her to get back up. I crouched slightly, adjusting my breathing with eager anticipation. Yes, my time at N.E.W wasn't just about playing the good guy and the bad guy—I'd picked up quite a few moves along the way... Now all I needed was for Aisha to turn around. "Aisha, look at this!" I shouted from her blind spot, trying to get her attention. As she instinctively spun around, I threw a superkick straight into her jaw.

Princess_Misaki:

Aïsha: I look down at Chanyota porud on my knee strike that send the giant rolling away completly dazzed. I flex for the crowd with a cocky smile "This is how you get rid of the trash !" I yell before slowly turning around and *SMACKKK* your superkick lands right into my jaw. My head bounce back. I stay on my feet for a second struggling to keep my balance before I slowly fall on my back in slow motion. I'm lying on my back legs and arm spread

Chanyotaaa: My head was pounding, the world spinning around me. With every ragged breath, the only thing keeping me tethered to reality was the searing pain in my nose—a burning reminder that this fight wasn't over. I refused to let my debut match become some forgettable afterthought. I clenched my fists. My arms and legs still worked, which meant this engine wasn't dead yet. Flat on my back on the canvas, I suddenly threw my eyes open and roared at the top of my lungs: "UGH!!!" The scream reignited something inside me. I shot up to a seated position, whipping my head around to lock eyes with the little schemer who had planted her knee right into my face. My hair was a tangled mess, strands sticking to my forehead. I blew a casual puff of air from the corner of my mouth—a cheeky signal to the crowd that I was far from finished. I pushed myself to my feet, ignoring Misaki and zeroing in on the fallen Aisha. I hurled myself into the air, face‑down, slamming my torso straight into Aisha's chest with a thunderous impact. "THUD! The mountain's coming down on you, little one!" Aisha's body bounced off the canvas like a balloon from the force of the hit. I quickly hooked her knee, yanked her leg up toward her chest, and rolled her into a pin. "ONE! TWO! ..."

Princess_Misaki: Chanyota's sudden roar was like she had just awakened from hell itself. I was frozen in place, stunned—so much so that I forgot to quickly go for the pin on Aisha. "Damn it! She's mine!" By the time I heard the count start, I didn't have enough time to attack Chanyota to break up the pin. In a panic, as I heard the count reach two, I dropped to my knees, grabbed Aisha's wrists with both hands, and yanked backward with all my strength, pulling Aisha's body out from under Chanyota. Breaking Chanyota's pin took everything I had—my arms screamed in protest, and the sheer force of the pull dragged Aisha's body completely off the apron and down to the floor below. I wanted to take advantage of the moment and keep the offensive momentum going. I leaped up, using Chanyota's bent knee as a springboard with my left foot, then swung my right leg out, aiming a mid‑air kick straight at Chanyota's neck.

Princess_Misaki:

Aïsha: I don't really know what's going on, I have barely process the superkick I just took right in my jaw when a second brutal impact catch my chest. I collapse completl desoriented and find my body pinned on the mat. Legs spread and hookes, both shoulders on the mat I don't even hear the referee coutning ONE TWOOOO but then from nowhere i'm pulled away by Misaki that break the count. Still dazzed, I roll under the ropes to recover leaving the two other wrestler doing their stuff.

Chanyotaaa: I was counting on this to secure my victory tonight, but Misaki pulled Aisha out from under my control like pulling a burning log from a fire. Fury burned through me as I got up to confront her—but just as I rose to one knee, Misaki agilely planted her foot on my knee and drove a high kick toward my chin. I wasn't about to let that chance slip. "My muscles aren't just for show, Misaki!" In a flash, I caught her kicking foot with my wrist, then grabbed her collar, pulled her into my chest, and hoisted her into a body slam, spinning mid-air before driving her back into the canvas.

Princess_Misaki: My chest felt like it had been struck by a sledgehammer once again—her unyielding muscles pressed down on me, locking me in a tight hold, and then my back slammed against the canvas, sending vibrations through the mat. "Kkkkk..." I couldn't help but cough, struggling to escape the pin, but Chanyota didn't even need to lift my legs. Just by staying on top of me like that, she had my shoulders completely pinned to the canvas. "One!" The referee slid over and slapped the mat loudly. I tried desperately to kick her off, only to realize I couldn't budge this mountain of a woman at all.

Aïsha: I'm under the ropes looking at them, I don't have recover yet but I see Misaki getting pin, "please kickout"! i think but she doesn't moove at all, I have no choice i regroup all my left energy and jump to break the count at the last instant. "Urghhh ahh" i'm lying on my belly not even able to get up after that extra effort

Chanyotaaa: When I was about to end the match once again, Aisha charged at me and tackled me down. The referee held up two fingers, signaling that it wasn't a legal elimination. I knelt on the canvas, head down, beginning my final buildup—the relentless, insect-like strikes had been grating on my nerves. I decided to give the New York audience and competitors something shocking. I let out another roar, like a weightlifter preparing for a heavy clean and jerk. I looked at the two young women lying on the canvas and walked between them. "I believe the people here are ready to meet me!" I bent down, one hand on each, grabbing their necks with my palms. "Oh my God!" I heard the crowd gasping—they probably saw me as Godzilla in that moment. "Ughhhhhh!" I let out a jaw-dropping roar, lifting Aisha and Misaki simultaneously by their necks into mid-air, then slammed them viciously down onto the canvas—a double chokeslam! I needed to establish my foothold here starting today with my power! After two crisp thuds, I clenched my fists and roared again toward the front. Then I hurled myself onto the two girls, hooking my arms through their knees and pulling them toward their chests. The referee quickly intervened, slapping the canvas with both palms. "One!..."

Princess_Misaki: My throat was clamped tight. Chanyota had shed her usually approachable demeanor—I was lifted into the air like a helpless chicken. I thought Aisha might barely escape this finisher, but when I turned my head, my mouth hung open in shock and strain, barely able to close. There she was, struggling right beside me. I gripped Chanyota's wrists with both hands, but her vice-like grip made it impossible for me to form a single word of surrender. I slapped frantically at her hands—then suddenly, my back crashed into the canvas once again, forcing the last remaining air out of my lungs. I felt my legs being hooked up, and the second tremor of the mat turned the numbness in my back into searing pain. 'Two!!!!!'

Princess_Misaki:

Princess_Misaki:

Aïsha: "Arghh ahhh!" you grab my neck with your large hands. I grab your arms trying to get free but in no time I find myself lifted over your shoulder. I cough unable to breath until you make me crash neck first on the canvas with a brutal chokeslam. My body collapse on the ground I have my both shoulder pinned firmly my arm fall on misaki but my both legs are pinned firmly to the ground. Chanyota pull all her strengh into the pin, getting both of us. "ONE" I can't moove at all my body just doesn't respond "Twooooo" I don't feel any reaction from Misaki.... "THREE!" The referee tap the canvas for a third time and the bell rings. I'm not mooving, completly defeated barely concious after such a brutal slam...

Princess_Misaki:

Chanyotaaa: I finally heard that bell ring. My muscles celebrated for me in that moment, and I swept my soaked hair back, showing the audience what absolute power looked like. I stood up, walked into the spotlight, and slapped my proud biceps. A staff member handed me a microphone. "Good evening... I'm Chanyota. Of course, you can also call me Misaki..." I soaked in the roaring cheers and applause. "To the two young women tonight—Aisha and Misaki—thank you for being willing to step up for a newcomer." I bowed solemnly to the two women lying on the canvas. "I... perhaps starting today, I'll be a regular here at N.E.W. Thank you all... please take care of me." I finished my speech simply, then pulled both women to their feet and embraced them warmly. Amid the audience's cheers, that beautiful moment was frozen in time before the cameras.

Chanyotaaa:

Princess_Misaki: After Sara rob that victory from me, this was the second time I appeared before the public as the losing side. Unlike Sara, I could barely fight back against that level of power—let alone if she had any mastery of submission holds; she could have easily dislocated my arm or ankle without breaking a sweat. This gentle giant remained humble throughout, even expressing gratitude to her defeated opponents in this crazy place. She helped us sit up—no arrogance, no bragging, just a dignified and polished debut performance. I was in awe of such an outstanding partner, and at the same time, such a formidable opponent...

Aïsha: On my side i just simply roll under the ropes and get ouside of the ring. Lying on my back sweating in my tight gear, I take a moment tu recover. My midsection, my neck and my jaw hurt pretty badly. the medical staff want to chek on me but by frustrationI push them away. I get up the best I can and leave the stage by the crowd not even listening to Chanyota's speach.