Main Event: GASTER vs Astrid Arvidsson (c) for the LAW Openweight Title

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Why spend millions of dollars on building new spaceships if you can just take a lightweight and use the most powerful finisher of the Golden Dragon against them? This was the question many viewers were asking at the moment when the champion first threw her opponent into the air, and then raised her knees as a landing place for GASTER's back. Viewers with strong imagination managed to predict how this fall would end for Clara, but the reality turned out to be even more colorful than even the wildest imagination.

The British woman's body literally bounced off Astrid's knees. Clara was back in the air, which caused some viewers to cover their faces with their hands as they could not imagine how painful it had become for the contender's spine. It seemed like the entire arena was silent for a split second, and then GASTER fell right into the open coffin. A heart-rending roar filled the entire arena, because even the most picky critic could not deny the beauty of this unusual moment.

"Pha... Phaa... phaaaa..."

If the Golden Dragon had anything left in her reserves, she gave it away for this move. As soon as Clara bumped into her knees, the blonde's legs fell down. She continued to lie on the concrete floor and gasp for air. Looking at her wounded body, many wondered if she had really won. Fair. Why? Because even though Clara ended up in a coffin and was almost certainly unconscious, even Astrid herself did not think that the match was over. The match will be over only when she slams the lid of the coffin and not a second earlier.

"By the Gods..." she muttered, barely moving her lips, after turning her head to the side and making sure that the contender really landed in the coffin.

The adrenaline had finally left her veins and now the Golden Dragon felt like she'd been run over by a fucking truck. Feeling pain in every cell of her body, she didn't want to move at all. At that moment, she just wanted to lie on that concrete floor for a minute or two. Perhaps many people in her place would not deny themselves such a simple desire. Astrid was not going to give in to this temptation. Knowing what Clara was capable of, she had no right to waste even a second on rest. She will have the opportunity to rest after the bell rings. But she still had to earn this opportunity.

Gritting her teeth to hold back painful groans, the champion rolled over on her stomach and put her palms near her head. When she strained her arms, they shook violently, which led some to believe that she did not have the strength left to take an upright position at all. This match was indeed very exhausting for her, but perhaps that was the reason why she couldn't stop now that victory was so close. With an effort, Astrid got up first on all fours and then on one knee.

Pushing back her blood-covered golden hair, the Golden Dragon allowed herself to take a deep breath. Even though she was exhausted, she felt an incredible warmth in her chest. Glancing at Clara, she also allowed herself to smile because this woman really turned out to be a worthy rival.

The descendant of the great Vikings was not going to pretend that she sympathized with her rival. They both came here for the same purpose. And although Astrid sincerely believed that her opponent's skills and willpower deserved the highest praise, she still believed that GASTER had no place among the champions. Speaking of which...

Before heading towards the coffin, the blonde stretched her hand somewhere to the side. This caused a certain wave of misunderstanding among the audience, because now there was not a situation to waste time. Yes, it was true. But Astrid still considered herself a person of her word. And so she picked up her rival's mask from the floor. Looking down at the essential attribute of GASTER, the Norwegian woman could seem saddened to someone for just a moment. What was in her soul at that moment? She wasn't going to give an answer to that question. Instead, she shook her head slightly, and then got to her feet.

She staggered straight towards Clara. With each step she took, the noise in the arena grew louder and louder. The wounds on the champion's body, bloodstains, multiple bruises and a torn suit served as a reminder of what the contender had put her through in this match. Therefore, when Astrid stopped in front of the coffin, she knelt down and looked at the brunette with a heavy but respectful gaze.

"Clara deserves to go to Valhalla..." she said softly, then placed the mask on the British woman's chest. "But GASTER and her sins must go back to the shadows..."

With these words, the Golden Dragon intended to put her hand on the coffin lid and then slam it shut, thereby fulfilling the promise she had made to her rival. In this match, she made sure that Clara is a great fighter with the true potential to be on top of LAW. However, GASTER and the darkness in her heart were dragging the British woman to the bottom like a stone. That is why Astrid intended to close in the coffin not Clara herself, but only her alter ego. It was an attempt by the Golden Dragon to let the contender understand who she really needs to be in order to make her dreams and desires come true. But whether Clara will understand and accept it depends only on her.

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And thus, Clara Gaster laid, face up on her back inside the coffin, knocked out. The loud roar of the crowd could not rouse her from her sleep, and even if they could, the British woman was completely out of energy. Nothing could possibly save the self-proclaimed Shadow Lord from her fate of being sealed in the casket… nothing could save her chances of becoming the second ever LAW Openweight Champion tonight…

After a few seconds, Clara would come to, briefly, as she saw Astrid standing over her, placing her mask on her chest. Though she desperately wanted to lift her limbs and break out of the coffin… she couldn’t. Her limbs could not move a single millimeter to fight back against the blonde. All Clara could do at the moment was return her bloodied rival’s respectful gaze, as she barely managed to hear her words. Her mind could barely think over their meaning for the moment, of how much GASTER either helped her or held her back, the eternal paradox of her funny character that helped her gain confidence in the ring, but one that occasionally drove her to do things she wasn’t proud of after a match, be it a bent limb from an opponent… or something much more brutal, like tonight’s match.

Regardless, finally, the lid would close on Clara Gaster, as she closed her eyes while in the coffin, the referee calling for the bell to end both the match, and the second, and definitely not the last, chapter of Astrid’s championship reign!

DING DING DING!

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When Clara opened her eyes, Astrid smiled slightly. She could be wrong, but it seemed to her that her rival's gaze was filled with respect. And it meant a lot to her. Although she was an immensely proud woman, she did not seek to make enemies, preferring that there was nothing personal between her and her rivals. She felt nothing but respect for Clara because the British woman deserved it. So she could only hope that the brunette felt the same way. That was the last thing the Golden Dragon thought about before slamming the coffin lid shut.

Along with the ringing of the bell announcing the end of the match, the audience filled the arena with deafening shouts and applause. At the same time, Astrid breathed a sigh of relief. Considering how tough a rival Clara was, even at the very last moment she did not rule out the possibility that the brunette would do the incredible and find the strength to prevent the descendant of the great Vikings. Therefore, it was only when she heard the slam of the lid that she finally relaxed. She won.

"Here is your winner and still LAW World Openweight Champion Astrid "Golden Dragon" Arvidsson!!!!"

Upon hearing this, the Norwegian woman took a deep breath, and then straightened up to her full height with a wide smile on her face. At the same moment, when she turned to face the audience, the referee came up to her, handed the blonde the golden belt. When she took it, a wave of warmth swept through her body, which for a moment allowed her to forget about the pain. Wounds and blood were the fair price of this amazing match. No, not just amazing. Legendary.

Taking Astrid by the wrist, the referee raised her left hand up, officially declaring her the winner. Accompanied by applause, the champion raised the title above her head. As long as the future remained hazy, she was going to fully enjoy this moment. The first title defense became the proof that she deserves to be at the top of LAW. The second title defense became the first step towards the legacy that Astrid intended to leave after her reign.

When the referee released her hand, the Golden Dragon looked around the field of her battle with Clara. Crushed pumpkins, broken tables, scattered LEGO blocks, the crumpled chair, overturned gurneys, Halloween props here and there, bloodstains and the broken tiara mask. Yes, it was definitely the title match that both she and Clara and the audience deserved. Astrid's gaze involuntarily dropped to the closed coffin. Even though she was defeated, Clara fought like a true champion. Astrid knew that it would not be easy for her opponent to cope with another setback, but even so, she was sure that if Clara recalled why she really wanted to become a champion, then they would meet again.

Putting the title on her shoulder, Astrid headed for the ramp. She stopped for a moment to pick up Mjolnir with her free hand. Considering her condition, this might not have been the wisest decision, because this time she barely found the strength to lift this heavy hammer. However, the Golden Dragon simply couldn't afford to leave it here. Besides, the temptation to show the audience the fact that she was still worthy was too great. In the company of cheers, the champion got to the top of the ramp. In another situation, she would not have deviated from tradition and would have pointed at herself with her thumb, but this time she raised Mjolnir above her head. Tesla coils under the ceiling created a dramatic lightning bolt that made the audience gasp. On that high note Astrid disappeared behind the curtains.

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The winner and still LAW World Openweight Champion is Astrid Arvidsson