she's more than you expected

You and the big British blond circle eachother at the ring of the bell. "Gonna cut you like some British beef," you cackle at her, leering up and down her body like a buffet. You lash out, trying to rake her eyes but Britannia is strong and quick, and she dodges the swipes of your claws. She grabs your wrist and pulls back on it, making you howl in surprised pain as you're **** into a chickenwing hold, arm twisted behind your back.

You flair and try to grab at her hair as the crowd cheers for the honorable warrior, but she bumps your rear with her hips and sends you tumbling away from the valkerie on shaky footing. You spin around growling low to try and come back at her, but a heavy clothesline from her smashes you to the mat. She raises her fists in victory and shakes her hair loose a bit as you chase the stars out of your eyes. She's clearly stronger and a better fighter, and you'll have to pull some tricks to get the best of her, or else things could get ugly real quick for you