10 minutes laterKey and Claire both stood in the center of the ring trading punches. Claire threw a punch, only to have Key duck and catch her with a sit out jawbreaker! Claire reeled backwards with her arms flailing. Key quickly got back to her feet and whipped Claire across the ring at a corner. Only to have the Witch climb the turnbuckles and catch her with her corkscrew senton finisher, the
Spellbound! Thus sending both chicks to the canvas!
The two laid on the canvas as the ref, with no other choice, began counting! By the time the ref reached the number seven, both Key and Claire were using the ropes nearest to them to pull themselves up to their feet. Feirce determination still yet blazing within their hearts, minds, and very soul! By the time the ref shouted out the number nine, both were standing. Both were exhausted, and both were ready to end this!
Key charged in only to receive a solid kick to her gut. She gasped as she doubled over! She hadn't expected that one! Claire grabbed one of Key's arms and hooked one of her legs over it. She looked from side to side before falling backwards and driving Key into the canvas with a sick
Judgement! The crowd exploded into a roof shattering frenzy of cheers, jeers, and beers?!?!? Anyway, Claire slowly rolled Key over and went for the pin.
EINS.........(one)
ZWEI...........(two)
DREI!!!!!!!!!(three)