The very moment after Berengar had announced the beginning of her fight, Tlexictli had pounced on her rival like a jaguar. In a matter of seconds, the experienced grappler had begun her assault, piercing through her opponent's meagre defenses without the slightest difficulty.
Unlike Khorijin, Tlexictli was well accustomed to oil wrestling. She did it practically every day with Berengar as part of her fitness regimen. Thus, she knew just how to hold on to someone, even when their body was covered in a slippery and viscous substance.
Having tied up with her rival, Tlexictli spared no effort to duck under Khorijin's shoulder, where she proceeded to take the woman's back. With a simple buck of her hips, and a midair shift of her position, the Aztec beauty suplexed her mongol counterpart onto the canvas below.
