Amazon's Coliseum III (ENG)

Chapter 43: Kavinsky

The City

Ruta Grudyté caught everyone's attention, although only a few knew who the mysterious Lithuanian was.

-Hey... is that who I think she is? –Siff asked.

-Indeed –Artemis confirmed, arms crossed and with a somewhat ironic smile.

-Where did that bitch come from? –Dumas asked.

-I don't know but... I think I fell in love.

-Vivi, again, you get turned on by anyone with a vagina.

-Although, in her defense, she's hot as heck –Blazer admits-, and I don't even like pussies.

-I second it –Veneno says-, but let's see if it's not just a pretty face.

-Although from her physique it seems that, at the very least, she practices some contact sport –Marissa analyzed.

Meanwhile, those from Nova Roma...

-Who would have thought that I would see her here again?

-Well...

-Matías, anything you have to tell me? –Edwin asked.

-Well... something like that.

-Oh, for God's sake... Don't tell me... What did we talk about a few days?

-I know. In fact, I talked to Brandon when I visited him at the hospital and he also talked me out.

-Which, by the way...

-Yes, we'll talk about it later.

-Do we have to tell Lukka that he's not fighting any amateur? –Wang asked.

-Let him find out for himself.

Meanwhile, in the cage...

-It seems you came prepared –said Lukka, the Estonian fighter in briefs, MMA gloves, red knee pads and wrestling shoes that combined the previous color and black-. I warn you that I won't be kind to you, babe.

-I'm glad you told me.

-Ready? –Asked the referee-. Fight!

And it seemed that Lukka was going all out, as he quickly took the Lithuanian woman down by her legs, but to the surprise of the unwary, she managed to inexplicably escape from the man's clutches, grabbed him from behind, deadlifted and slammed him in a German Suplex.

-Holy cow!

-... no freaking way –Laura Torres exclaimed-...

-¡Mirá!

After what Vivi said, the woman didn't let him go off the ground, she lifted him up again and threw him in another Olympic-style suplex.

-Shit! How the hell...?

Lukka, as much as he tried to free himself, was Gutwrench Suplexed. She tried to lift him up again, but he managed to free himself once standing, giving his opponent a strong knee to the stomach, a right hook that connected and then what seemed to be a left crossed hook, which Ruta blocked, then jumped and took him in a Flying Rolling Armbar; he was now at the black haired mercy, but he did an "S-Grip" with his hands to prevent his arm from being extended.

-Ghhh... this is nothing... I just wanted to give you a chance because I thought you were inexperienced.

-I see...

Ruta pushed his rival's arm with her foot to complete the hold, but he turned and twisted his body to avoid it and try to lift her from the ground to no avail. They wrestled hard, although the Estonian's attempts to overpower his opponent were frustrated because she, like a viper, slithered away from his grips, continuing to wrestle him, despite that, in theory, Lukka was physically stronger. After minutes of interchanging locks, grips, pins and submission attempts, Lukka got at last the upper hand, locking the female in a Full Nelson, pinning her face down, as he mounted her.