MAIN EVENT!! Astrid Arvidsson (C) vs Yumie Hayashi vs Alizeh Midori vs Clara Gaster for the LAW Openweight Title

[Bare]

Alizeh believed that she had the advantage over Astrid. Given the woman's current state following the suplex and how quickly Alizeh had managed to stand. As such she was determined to make the most of her believed advantage, trying to do as much as she could against Astrid while the woman was down, taking to the ropes and rebounding through the air, trying to go for a lionsault on the blonde woman.

Unfortunately however the Golden Dragon had a decent amount of self awareness still and as Alizeh descended through the air she would instead come down hard on Astrid's knees rather than the woman's chest!

"Ugh!" Alizeh cried out in pain as she bounced off of the woman's knees and into a seated position, holding her chest and gasping softly in pain, cringing a bit before falling onto her side, trying to reclaim some oxygen into her lungs following the brutal riposte from Astrid!

[Vc0m]

"Same...at you!!!"

Clara's arm was still aching, but she still managed to put plenty of pressure on Yumie's leg. This worked to Clara's advantage. Alizeh already had Yumie in a hold earlier (with Clara managing to grab the same leg), and while it was unlikely that the heavyweight was going to give up right now, little by little, the holds would take their toll on Yumie...

Over at the other "dance", Alizeh would crash land on top of Astrid's knees in a countered attempt at a Lionsault. The Brit would shift her attention back at Yumie, adding some torque to the hold to discourage any attempt for the Heavyweight to try and break the hold.

[skip-stop]

Sometimes the most effective actions are the simplest actions. Astrid could certainly have tried to roll away and thus avoid any risk. However, she trusted her rich experience, and when Alizeh collapsed on the champion's knees a few moments later, it became clear that her instincts had not deceived her.

Watching the green-haired woman's agony, some viewers even grimaced. For a second or two, the Emerald Storm remained in a sitting position, but then collapsed onto the mat in a futile attempt to cope with the pain and regain her breath. At the same time, Astrid got up on one knee.

A large drop of sweat rolled down her face, proving that the match was rapidly gaining momentum. Speaking of which. The Golden Dragon took a quick glance to the side to check on Clara and Yumie. The Shadow Lord was busy trying to injure the white-haired woman's leg, which made Astrid smile. Despite her modest size, Clara was certainly very capable of standing up to big women like Astrid and Yumie.

After a bit of chaos that Astrid brought to the match by throwing Clara on Yumie and Alizeh, they paired up again. Well, probably she should let it stay that way for a while. While Clara is busy with Yumie, Astrid can spend some time with Alizeh.

“Like I said,” Astrid reminded, grabbing the green-haired woman's wrist and elbow. “I'm a bad dancer, huh!”

With one sharp movement, Astrid intended to yank Alizeh up and force her to her feet. However, the champion had no desire at all for her opponent to start taking any active actions, so the first thing the Golden Dragon intended to do was send a hard knee strike into the solar plexus of the Emerald Storm, thereby further aggravating her breathing problems.

If successful, the Golden Dragon would grab the American woman by the back of the head. Flashing her eyes, the descendant of the great Vikings intended to take a step to the side. Perhaps not everyone understood her intentions at first, but she wasn't going to hide it for too long. Without any mercy, she intended to direct Alizeh's face to the nearest top turnbuckle in order to make bells ring in her ears with the help of a turnbuckle head smash.

[Sigma Morgan]

While she was stuck in an agonizing submission for the second time in the match, Yumie had a decent view of the green haired woman she hated having the air knocked out of her by the blonde Champion. It filled her with a bit of sadistic joy, but it was impossible to truly enjoy anything with an agonizing amount of pain shooting through her leg, thanks to the lightweight of the match.

Yumie knew she couldn't just let Clara keep her in the hold, so she began to work herself up higher until she planted her hands on the canvas. Gritting her teeth, Yumie turned and looked back towards the smaller woman staring daggers into her eyes before raising her free foot and sending a kick towards the woman's face, once, twice, whatever it took whether it was five kicks or a few of Clara's teeth traveling towards the front row it mattered very little in comparison to one of the top prizes in LAW!