Elina grabbed Fiona by her arms, jerking her upright and taking advantage of her disoriented state to spin her around. The former champion pulled Fiona around to face the commentary table and the eager crowd. Elina looped her right arm around Fiona’s neck while her other hand tightened around her own wrist, applying relentless pressure. An excited surge went through the crowd, Elina had won many matches with her submission skills and this could be another under her belt, so to speak. Her first NMW win at that. 

“And now Elina has Fiona in a chokehold,” Dan Rich pointed out, “Anyone that knows about Elina knows that submissions are her bread and butter!”

“Fiona has got to get out of this fast or this match is over…” Rhonda added.

“No doubt,” Brent scoffed, “and even if Fiona doesn’t give in the longer she’s in this hold the more damage is done. Submissions holds aren’t just about a tap after all, a draining chokehold, an armbar, or an ankle lock can seal the deal in a match. If an opponent is hobbled or dizzy then they can’t fight.”

Elina’s eyes narrowed, her facing scrunching up into an unflattering expression as she began making sharp jerking motions with her right arm to try and send “jolts” of pain through Fiona’s neck and head. Elina started tilting back, the commentators immediately knowing what was coming.

“Oh, Elina‘a trying to take it to the ground,” Brent shouted, “It’s hard enough to get out of a submission hold standing, on the floor it’s even harder!”

“But Fiona’s trying to fight through it, Brent!” Dan Rich exclaimed.