Tanya’s instinct spared her yet again. The kendo stick whiffed through the air, Tanya having pivoted to the right in time to avoid a painful smack to the skull. 

“And a miss by Fiona! She was aiming for the [i]face[/i]!”

Tanya quickly grabbed the shaft of the kendo stick and yanked, jerking it from Fiona’s hands. The kendo stick slipped from Tanya’s grasp however and skittered into the center of the ring. Undeterred, Tanya spun back around and delivered a hard shoulder tackle to Fiona, knocking her into the nearby corner. 

“And Tanya has Fiona trapped after disarming her.”

Tanya seized Fiona by the front of her top with her left hand, bracing her against the turnbuckle. Without pause Tanya drove her right fist straight into Fiona’s left cheek, knocking her head back. A second punch followed immediately, just as forceful and straight into Fiona’s mouth. Tanya kept her grip tight and delivered a third punch, then a fourth, then a fifth. The sixth strike came with added windup, snapping Fiona’s head back again as the crowd reacted to the flurry.

“And Tanya is using Fiona like a heavy bag now!” 

“Fiona needs to shake free of this fast,” Rhonda warned, “those headshots will add up.”

Tanya’s right arm was like a striking cobra as she jabbed Fiona in the face three more times, the last punch landing across Fiona’s right eye. After stopping to tauntingly shake her right hand at the crowd in mock pain, Tanya then grabbed Fiona by both arms and forcefully tugged her out of the corner. With a swift motion Tanya pulled Fiona in close and slipped her into position, then falling backward, snapping her up and over - driving Fiona back-first into the center of the ring with a fisherman suplex.

“Ha! Gone fishing!” Brent tittered next to Dan.