Charge

Hit her blind side, now!

You ignore the stabbing pain in your chest & hop back in the ring. Warrior doesn't notice you sprinting towards her. She barely turns her head when you lunge, up & under her arms. Your foe instantly reacts by puffing out some lost wind & by the time you hit the ground, you've already locked in a side bearhug. It's right under her armpits too, restricting her arms & squeezing her collarbones. She writhes furiously. The sweat undermines your grip. Through gritted teeth & a big groan she twists around to face you. Still stuck, still squashed in your arms, but face-to-face, chest-to-chest, crotch-to-crotch. You pile on the pressure.

"Give it up!"

"AARGH YOU PRICK!"

More pressure.

"GRRRRRR!"

"I'll break your fucking ribs if you don't give!"

Warrior butts your head with hers. Not much **** thanks to her position. Nevertheless, you need to establish some more dominance. You carry your load up to your feet, switch to a rear bearhug (at the same height), & push her down to her knees.

The announcer asks "Uh oh, the Last Warrior's on her knees, does this mean she's about to surrender?"

Damn right it does.

Your foe's fingers try to scratch your face but that's inconsequential. You feel the grind of her bones, see the struggle on her face, notice the official in position. Every muscle of hers flexes in 1 last **** attempt to break free. After that...

"Give give give!" Your arms relax & the Warrior falls on her face.

You win 1 point, & the match, by submission.