This request came from discord, and I fulfilled it without too much proofreading. Valentine from Skullgirls gets beat up by Beowulf and Cerebella, who are also from Skullgirls. Had to cut it short because it would've become an actual fiction if I wrote another couple of paragraphs.
[SPOILER="Character designs."]
Valentine is the victim, she's kinda cute, but deadly.
Beowulf is one of the assailants, and I chose this photo because
he's shown with Grendel's arm.
Cerebella is another one of the assailants, and that hat
on her head is called Vice-Versa. [/SPOILER]
Valentine feels defeat the second Beowulf strikes her chest with a mid-air dropkick, that on impact, forces the woman to recoil and gasp for breath. This opening is then pried further when the male lands positioned back side first, where he bends down, pushes out a single foot and welcomes her with a mule kick that knocks her chin upwards to cause a disoriented stagger. A rattled head makes concentration difficult for the buxom combatant whose torturous beat down has just begun. Of course, with her team mate lying unconscious several feet away, she’s reminded of her impending fate while being left defenseless. However, Beowulf has none of these issues, as evidenced when the living-weapon Vice-Versa’s giant fist strikes Valentine’s upper back with a straight punch. Its owner, Cerebella, then positions its giant arms to ensnare the woman’s legs in an inescapable grip.
She is better held upright when Cerebella leaps up to snake both arms underneath her armpits, and interlock both hands behind her head in a tight full nelson. This peril is better made appealing when she clenches those brown thighs around the woman’s waist and presses her heels against Valentine’s tight skirt to better outline her figure. She flashes a red tint while held, expression locked in a disgusted grimace for all to see. Feeble struggles cause the large breast of her outlined cleavage to shake in accordance to her movements, embellishing its appeal while she is fighting her own exhaustion. Her taut abdomen is better defined when brown thighs wrap around her waist, while heels clench to outline her crotch seam and ride her tight skirt high enough to offer a better view of her black undergarments.
Immobilization before her enemies is a terrible combination when exposure of her assets is involved. She dreads what might happen in the aftermath because of this. Beowulf interrupts her inner thoughts with an uppercut aimed at her diaphragm. She heaves forward in-response with strained groans impeding her breathe, followed by another one, severe enough to where Cerebella must force her to remain upright. Her trapped legs tremble from the residual pain, but the eyes withhold their submission.
This is no deterrence; Beowulf takes several paces back until the distance between him and her is significant, to reveal something that widens Valentine’s eye. It’s length far exceeds the man’s height; its head is twice the size of the man’s entire mid-section and the immense force it can generate is visible from its appearance alone: It is the severed arm of Grendel. Beowulf aligns it so that he can clench its spiked bracelet in hand like a javelin. The last thing Valentine sees is a giant blue fist charging at her with the strength of a battering ram.
