Kizmat catches the drop kick full in the chest and reels backwards slightly off balance but nevertheless upright. Charon lands picture perfect on the canvas but doesn't stop to wait and see if Kizmat will regain his balance. She swings round still laying on the mat and uses her legs to catch Kizmats ankles. She brought her left leg up to the front of his ankles and brought her right leg upwards and used it to kick him right in the back of the knees, this time sending him crashing down to his own knee's. She rolled out of the way as Kizmats arms reeled trying to regain balance once more and sliding in behind him she bounced up and grabbed him in a headlock, one foot firmly planted between his legs and the other free to manouvre.

Kizmat didn't seem overly surprised though and automatically reached up and grabbed Charon behind the head with both huge hands, he pulled downwards but Charon resisted despite the pain caused by Mortismere in the previous match. Kizmat slid one hand a little further down her neck till he caught hold of the top of her wrestling gear then yanked suddenly flipping her up and over. She landed without any contact with Kizmats knee's but all the same was slightly winded and fought to regain breath.

Kizmat didn't waste any time and stood up quickly, running across the ring, bouncing off the opposite rope and landing on her with a leg drop which ordinarily would have finished off most opponents but for whatever reason it seemed to have little effect on Charon. As Kizmat rolled one way to get up, Charon rolled the opposite way and when Kizmat turned they were again eye to eye.

Kizmat stared at her a slight grin turning up the corners of his mouth, Charon stared back and cricked her neck then grinned back. The audience were in silence hardly able to beleive what they were seeing, it had to be the first time they had ever seen Kizmat fight cleanly and it was the first time in history that Charon hadn't used some sort of bizarre weapon to attack her opponent. Many people got the impression they were watching some sort of complicated dance between the two.

They both stood up, Kizmat towered over Charon but she didn't seem to notice, he was the first to move and stood as close to her as he could staring down at her, she moved forward as well smacking her own body against his in a challenging manner both refusing to back away.

Charon bought her hands up and pushed at him, he took a small step backwards, the tension in the arena was still building and then Charon launched a standing dropkick which bounced off Kizmat like a dog toy bouncing off a brick wall. Kizmat merely smiled at the insolent gesture. He walked forwards and grabbed Charon by the hair, her face twisted in pain but she had already grabbed the rope behind her and with her free hand she grabbed the top of Kizmats wrestling trunks, he looked down taken slightly by surprise and had time to form a slight leer before she catapulted him over the top rope to the outside.....