Road to Valhalla- Agatha vs Raquel!

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*As her prostrated company tried desperately to thrash and struggle, Agatha remained undeterred, propping her buxom chest against the top turnbuckle. The vicious valkyrie knew she had hit a stroke of good luck, her impactful moves having rendered Raquel relatively defenseless while she prepared her next, potentially match-sealing move!* "The Gods smile upon me for my efforts, and in time, will embrace you with open arms. For now however, they shall witness my glory!"

*Taking a fleeting moment to indulge the audience, Agatha spotted more than a handful of her zealous followers in the raging tsunami of attendees- Their faces painted a deep cerulean to show their support, Agatha was sentimentally touched by how committed they were to encouraging her to emerge victorious. Promising to not squander the chance presented before her, Agatha hoisted Raquel backwards and tossed her body overtop of her to complete her signature move, Vahalla's Regards!*

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Raquel was barely conscious as she was dragged about and struggling to be more than a limp rag doll. Raquel was lift up and grabbed by Agatha, sailing back through the air before she knew what was going on. Raquel flew and came crashing down to the mat, letting out a weak moan as she went limp on the canvas. Raquel was down and out. She hit Agatha with some of the hardest hitting moves she could muster but it really didn't do much of anything, although Raquel was too out of it for that frustration to sink in. Aside from her chest rising as she drew breath she did in fact appear to be completely unconscious.

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*With a gargantuan* "WHUMP!" *That resonated throughout the arena, Agatha knew that she could have easily ended the skirmish right then and there- Her body suffered from a ubiquitous, lingering aching sensation convinced her that the terminus of the encounter was on the horizon, but simply executing her finishing move would not be enough to satiate her unquenchable bloodlust- She demanded more, and come hell or high water she would be appeased!*

"No...not yet..." *The steadfast Valkyrie remarked, dropping to her knees before rolling out of the ring. She was on a mission to deliver the killing blow, a lasting impression of sorts that would serve as a statement to anyone on the roster watching the televised gauntlet- She would not be ignored! Finally locating a vertically propped table, she slammed the legs out sideways before planting it against the ground, making sure it was sturdy before marching up the steel steps.*

"This fight will be the catalyst for many victories to come~" *Approaching Raquel with a glimmer of sadism twinkling in her eye, Agatha snatched her by the fringes of her hair, dragging her towards the ropes before tossing her onto the ring apron before super kicking her off with the intent to force Raquel to fall onto the table spread eagle!*

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Raquel was not fully conscious so any attempt to pull her up or drag her around was an easy one. She could only see blurs so when Agatha hit her with the super kick she was an easy target flopping down onto the table in a heap. She felt her jaw throbbing and when she opened her eyes she only saw dark blurs. She wasn't even fully aware of her surroundings as she laid on the table.

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*As the ferocious Valkyrie slammed the edge of her reinforced boot against the mandible of her groggy foe, Agatha instantaneously dropped to her knees from the crippling fatigue she was experiencing- Regardless of having been in the drivers seat for an extended period of time, it wasn't through being complacent; she had meticulously picked Raquel apart, utilizing her veteran expertise to surgically tear Raquel down before finally forcing her into an inescapable position against the four legged piece of timber!*

"She's down...by the gods...she's down..." *Clambering up the ropes to take a quick gander at her marvelous work, Agatha concocted a risky yet potentially fruitful offensive strategy. Taking a deep breath, she charged towards the opposite end of the arena, using the momentum to propel herself forward before lifting her legs and tucking her knees in deep against her chest. Much like she had predicted, her body went coasting over the top rope, and inches before she cannonballed into Raquel, the airborne battle maiden extended her boots to double stomp her target through the wooden platform!*

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Raquel wasn't fully aware of what was going on and she was laying still on the table, an easy target for Agatha. Raquel moaned and suddenly felt her torso crushed as the table split in half with Agatha's flying double stomp sending her through the table! She let out a long howl of pain laying motionless in the wreckage of the table! She knew she may have had a concussion from the match but now her ribcage for sure was smashed and surely at least ribs were cracked if not broken. Simply breathing made pain jolt through her entire torso and Raquel was down and out entirely. She couldn't even move if she wanted to.

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*As her boots connected with Raquel's exposed sternum, Agatha felt the table buckle out from underneath her with a massive* "CRACK!" *That caused the both of them to plummet against the cushioned mats beneath the table itself. As the match had finally reached its terminus, the tenacious valkyrie had manage to prevail, crawling towards the announcer's table before climbing back to her feet and snatching an adjacent microphone. Taking a moment to both respite and formulate a coherent sentence, she ambled towards her fallen opponent with an unwavering grin encroaching upon her face.*

"Ladies and gentlemen, Raquel has provided me with an outstanding encounter~" *The audience reacted with a confluence of cheers and jeers, most of them impressed by what they had witnessed while a select handful were bitter about the outcome.* "B..but it's abundantly evident that I am triumphant tonight!" *Extending her arm downwards and against the edges of the immobilized woman's mouth, she asked the all important question.* "Do you surrender, Raquel?" *Her inquisitive cadence exuded a strong degree of fervor, indicative of her willingness to continue with her onslaught if need be!*

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Raquel was barely conscious at this point, and could not fight back. She wanted to punch Agatha in the jaw. She wanted to get back up and kick her senseless, She wanted to get back to flying through the air and crashing down on Agatha. However her body was a wreck. She could barely think. Her rib cage was bruised and breathing hurt. She knew that this one sided beating likely left her out of action for at least a few weeks.

"I....I give." Raquel said weakly as she shook her head. She was done. She got beat down and she knew it. There was no point in risking any further injury against this woman. She hated doing it, she saw any momentum she built up come to a halt but it wasn't worth risking her career no matter what she wanted to try to pull off.

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*Upon hearing her verbal admission of complete and utter defeat, the audience erupted with applause for the outstanding display of wrestling finesse they had just witnessed!* "Ladies and gentlemen!" *The announcer began* "Your winner, by verbal admittance, Agatha "The Scandinavian Sledgehammer" Svensson!" *And with that, Agatha retracted her foot from atop Raquel faintly rising and falling chest cavity, brushing her cascading hair from out of her eyes before turning to walk away. However, she would leave the pacified showstopper with an invitation to redeem herself.*

"This fight makes us even, but I wish to meet you on the battlefield one last time to settle the score forever." *She glanced over her shoulder, eyes narrowing while her arm concealed the smirk reaching the edges of her face.* "You can name the terms, just to make it even. Until then, I shall wait for you on the battleground." *Giving her one, final wave goodbye before disappearing from the public eye to tend to her wounds.*

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As Raquel was regaining her full consciousness she was realizing how much of a one sided beatdown this was. She had tried her best and had a couple stretches where she landed impactful offense but it didn't seem to slow down Agatha or amount to much. She rolled to her stomach, trying to crawl a ways before getting up. As she got up she stumbled forward a few steps before crumpling down in a heap. She knew she wanted to simply get up and walk off this loss as best she could but it wasn't going to happen. She had to have at least one broken rib, and that was causing her a ton of pain while her head was still swimming. She was going to end up getting taken out on a stretcher and optimistically it would be 4-6 weeks before she was back to 100% and inside a ring again.