Ich ziehe
I pull and tear at your thong, which withstands my strength and can't be destroyed.
And while you're trying to ease your pain with one hand, holding onto the mesh wire with the other, I grab you between your thighs with my free hand.
My fingers grab into your soft flesh of your crotch and claw into it.
All of this gives me time and sympathy.
Time to come back to my senses.
And the sympathy of the roaring crowd in front of the cage.
But I still don't want to be carried out of the arena, I want to leave it on my own.
So I have to defeat you, humiliate you and kill you.
I suddenly let go and try to wrap my arm around your neck