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The reverse Military Press Slam did its job. The mat shook with the impact of Moira slamming backfirst onto it from near seven feet in the air. Ariane was about to go for a pin, sensing a victory near at hand when music blasted across the arena's loudspeakers, and the lights on the ramp began to flash gold and red.
"What in tarnation?"
Ariane stood and waited in the middle of the ring, wondering what in blazes was going on when who should appear at the top of the ramp...none other than the current NHB women's champion, Kim.
Gritting her teeth, Ariane let out a growl, waving her hand forward towards the reigning champion who had taken the title from Eve, with the help of Moira. "You want a piece of me too, Kim? I can take both y'all on!"
Kim smirked, holding her title up high in the air. "Sorry, I don't speak hick-billy. What was it this redheaded garbage pile said just now?"
A smarmy reply was about to grace Ariane's lips, when a different sound reverberated around the hall. Kim's distraction worked, as Moira was on her knees behind Ariane, her arm currently slamming into Ariane's nether's in an even more brutal looking low blow than before, one which lifted her onto the tips of her toes. Her retort tuned into a vibrato as she let out a high pitched wail, then crashed onto the mat in pain.
"Thanks Kim!" Moira said with a grin.
Kim just smiled back as she marched down to the ring. "Miah, I'm sure you won't mind me joining in to take out the trash?"
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Ariane and Cimar belong to me.