Time ticked away as Calisto enjoyed her victory. Just one more. One more win and she will have the so called queen of the arena as her bitch. Over half the rest time had passed by the time Iria finally began to stir. Her back was throbbing. Every breath reminded her of the damage she suffered as she layed sprawled out on the mat. She did not hear the hum of electricity. The pin must have happened while unconcious. Slowly, the amazon rolled over. The submission hold had damaged her back, making more difficult to move and made her more sluggish.

It was Iria's turn to rely on the ropes to help her up as she returned to her corner. By the time she was up, the bell rung again. So soon? She felt weary as she took slow deep breaths. The gladiatrix had no choice as she released the ropes and turned to face her opponent. She moved towards her, meeting her in the middle to avoid being thrown into any more electric barriers. Iria shifted into a fighting stance as pain continued to radiate from her entire back. She could not afford to make anymore mistakes. Everyone was watching, she will crush this slut for thinking she could dare pin her down.

Calisto smirked softly but knew not to be overconfident...Iria while still sore. Calista was hurting bad too, one good hit from Iria on a bruise would be bad as Calisto stayed silent for now in a fighting pose ready to begin as she eyed Iria calmly before she nodded and rushed forward with speed again as she went for a straight punch but it was a fake. As she seemed to go for an open palm strike onto the belly of Iria again.

Calista however smirked hoping Iria tried to counter this move as she watched before spinning on her toes lightly as she moved to the side before slamming her forearm into the back of Iria to try and cause some pain. But she didn't just stand there like an idiot after the possible attack success. As she wrapped her arm around the neck and throat of Iria pulling the girls head back almost going for a back breaker move onto one of her knees.

Perhaps Iria should be thankful that her opponent was as aggressive as she was. The warrior woman could let Calisto do all the walking as those bruised mammaries bounce and sway painfully. She brought up an arm to guard the palm strike only to see the woman try to spin to the side again. Not dealing any fast manuevers, Iria instead stepped backwards. The swipe would pass infront of her, squaring up her opponent for a counter attack. Iria took a quick step forward and sent a fast jab right for Calista's face. They were still strong but not to the level her usual straight punches. Iria would immediately follow the jab with another then a third all aimed for the face before swinging a low kick for the side of Calisto's knee. If she managed to buckle the knee, she would then follow up with a straight punch to the chest with her other hand.

Calisto quickly moved her hands up blocking the jabs quickly deflecting them quickly but she saw the low kick. She hopped over the kick as she saw the straight punch towards her chest as she moved both hands forth and managed to catch the punch. She grunted before she pushed her hands back against Iria as she using her closeness now went for a straight punch towards Iria's own stomach region.

She quickly moved as she went for three quick jabs upward towards Iria's head and face to keep her on the guard before driving a knee forward towards the pelvis region due to her smaller size smirking.

Calisto had manage to get her guard up quickly and despite being focused on blocking the fast punches to the face, saw and avoided the low kick. The woman had to devote both arms to stopping one of Iria's punches and attempted to counter with a punch of her own. Unfortunately for her, the gladiatrix still had a free arm to block the punch and grabbed it by the wrist. She hissed in pain as she yank the arm to pull her opponent off balance. Her other arm then grabbed Calisto's other arm to keep her from raising it to attack or guard and pulled the woman in closer, sending a knee directly into the fighter's gut. She would follow the knee with a second and third to add to the damage, using her grip on the woman's wrist and arm to keep her from moving away. Only after the third strike or when Calisto attempts to knee her back will Iria release her opponent and send a strong right directly into the woman's face.

Calisto gasped as she was grabbed and kneeed into the gut multiple times luckily it was only her head and chest that had the most bruises so it wasn't a crippling blow. She went for a knee strike of her own forcing Iria back ducking that punch and moving away quickly. Stopping at the other side of the ring to softly rub her belly calmly to ease the pain from those attacks and that was it, just standing there waiting for Iria to make a move now as she crossed her arms calmly.

'Okay no more rushing in, can't risk it now when I have her weakened..' Calisto thought in her head.

Calisto retreated after taking her punishment and getting some new bruises. Iria would have followed but her opponent ran clear to the other side of the ring. Apparently the girl finally understood that being in close was not really an advantage againt the voluptuous amazon. Now her opponent was waiting for her to make a move instead. Easier said than done with her back damaged like this. Iria could wait it out and use this as a chance to recover but it was doubtful it would help much for either of them at this point. The damage was done and it would take the medics to fix most of it.

Iria shifted closer, still in her fighting stance. Once in range, rapid one handed jabs came at Calisto's face. She did not care of the woman blocked them, she just kept pounding away. Her opponent would feel her blows with each block and gradually even the rookie's arms would become battered and bruised. If Calisto wanted to play defense, Iria will wittle away those defenses one layer at a time. Once the woman starts to try and catch her arm, Iria will immediately switch things up and send jabs for those big bruised breasts to further spread the woman's guard and focus.

Calisto was smart to not block them instead when those jabs came she deflected the jabs by pushing palm strikes against Iria's forearms and wrists. After deflecting one of the blows she would suddenly drop to her knees. Flinching at the bounce her breasts did when she dropped from her feet to her knees and went for a rapid 3 punch jabs to Iria's stomach. Hoping that surprised Iria she would reach up and harshly grab Iria's breasts with her hands. Before pulling on them hard while her legs tried to sweep kick Iria's legs to trip her forward towards the nearby ropes since Calisto had retreated to the other side of the ring.

Calisto rolled to the side once she saw Iria about to trip if her plan worked letting go before Iria could grab her arms and stood up again a safe distance away.

Her back throbbed with each punch thrown, lowering her speed and agility to a more managable level as Calisto focused on block each and every light attack. Suddenly, her opponent dropped low and sank three punches of her own right into Iria's stomach. "Oof!" Iria grunts but her tightened stomach muscles absorbed the light jabs. While it shocked it, it did not stun her as Calisto was about to find out.

When those arms reached up, Iria caught them by by the wrists. On her knees with arms held, Calisto was in alot of trouble. The amazon yanked on both arms to keep the woman off balance and pulled the woman right into a knee to the face. This would no doubt revive all the bruising and swelling that had happened there, hopefully limiting the woman's vision some. Iria would follow up the brutal attack with an uppercut right under Calisto's chin to send her flying.

Calisto cried out in pain as her bruises got hit once more her vision blurry now she crossed her arms softening the uppercut as she was sent flying. Luckily just avoiding the ropes as she could feel the hum and rolled to the side out of the way. Trying to correct her vision as she slipped under the ropes again from her rolling dropping to the arena floor.

As she laid there groaning as she tried to fix her vision just staying away from Iria until her swelling either healed or just lessened and returned her full vision.

"Nngh..." Any strong blow required the use of back along with just about any form of motion her body could perform. It was a cruel reminder of her losing the previous round. But, the amazon was not going to allow that to happen again. The knee to the face took Calisto back down a notch. The woman was in a daze, unable to fully guard against the uppercut as the force of the blow sent her right to the edge of the ring. Not anymore of that, Iria's opponent rolled off the side of the ring and fell to the hard arena floor with a thud. Calisto was hoping to be safe outside the ring, have time to recover. This would be a time for Iria to do some of the same but had no real interest in doing so. Despite the bad back, she was in better shape than her opponent. There was also the fact the crowds were impatient and already grumbling if this turns into a waiting game.

With Calisto laying outside the ring, she could not see what Iria was doing. Perhaps she was resting. The amazon had to still be hurting right? The warrior woman quietly slid out the side of the ring and moved around the corner to see her fallen foe. She moved quietly closer. The woman laying on her back would not see theamazon coming from behind. Without warning, Iria quickly rushed forward and swung the toe of her boot right for the top of Calisto's skull. The battered fighter would feel the force of the kick ripple directly down her spine all the way to her toes. If successful, she quickly grab the numb woman by the hair and slam her head against the side of the ring.

Calisto laid there on the arena floor for a few moments to try and rest up. However as she was about to move she felt something hit her head hard. Going rather numb now before her head was grabbed by the hair and slammed into the ring blood forming on her face now and flowing down onto the floor as she was twitching her head against the ring apron as she groaned in pain.

Her whole body was in pain from that kick that almost vibrated down to her spine as she weakly struggled.

Her opponent was practically limp, barely squirming as blood ran down the woman's face. Iria smirked now that old wounds were reopened and Calisto's head must be pounding like mad at this point. She picked the woman up and rolled her back into the ring before sliding in herself. The amazon kept the pain on as she brought the other woman to her feet and swung her hard into the electrified ropes. When her opponent returned, she would scoop the lighter woman up and over, bringing her down in a powerful slam into the ring floor. The force of the slam would vibrate through the entire ring before Iria scooped her foe again and slammed her a second time. Iria would then rise to her feet and place a foot painfully on Calisto's breast, starting the three count. Did Calisto have any strength left or will Iria finish this match as the victor?

Calisto was just limp only screams of pain at the shocking to her body electrocuted by the ropes her blood soaked face was soon picked up and slammed multiple times onto the mat by Iria laying there on her back groaning at the boot onto her sore breast as the announcer began counting.

1...2...3!

The Bell rang signalling the end of the match as Calisto was too unconcious to notice as she just laid on the mat bloody beaten and unless the arena had some super healing machine, she was going to be out of fighting for weeks or even more in her state.

Iria took deep breaths before stepping off her now unconcious opponent. The amazon ached all over with electrical burns and a damaged back and neck. But despite this, she was expected to pose for her audience. The gladiatrix stood tall, arms out and exposing her glistening breasts and shapely body. Though victory came to no surprise, no one expected it to be such a hard fought battle. Perhaps the addition of equalizers like the electrified ring will help even the odds against stronger fighters.

The victorious gladiatrix returned to her now open gate, guards were ready to escort her to the med bay while medics came to pick up Calisto from the other side. The crowds were roaring, the sounds echoing down the stone passageways. They were pleased to see some brutality along with scantily clad women.

Iria was in the bay for awhile as the best doctors tended to her back and various bruises and burns. Afterwards, she was oiled up until she was shining like a goddess. Dressed in only a tan bikini and matching thong, The gladiatrix headed for the waiting room and sat down, waiting for her prize to arrive. Thankfully for Calisto, the arena had the best medical technology money could buy. Nanites would be injected into her system and work on reconstructing the countless damaged cells. It would take some time and the most damaged areas would be a bit tender for awhile but, Calisto would be back in action sooner than she thought.