Astrid Ostberg (c) vs Selket - Falls Count Anywhere Match for the LAW Heavyweight Championship Match

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Falls Count Anywhere Match in the Arena/Stadium for the LAW Heavyweight Championship Match - Victory to be awarded via pinfall, submission, or knockout. No disqualifications or standard rules apply. The match can be won anywhere.

The winner will become or remain LAW Heavyweight Champion

[Bare]

The crowd was a roaring symphony of delight and distaste. Adrenaline and excitment had practically permeated the entirety of the arena and surronding beachside as the fans cheered and waited in anticipation for the next match of tbe night. This one especially had many talking about it given the psychological warfare going on between the challenger to the champion.

Just as the fans were about to reach a fever pitch however is when something finally happened. The lights went pitch black, and a brand new song for the challenger kicked in, followed by the rising of fog and purple and gold lights flashing intermittently as a figure rose up from the floor while the announcers voice came on to introduce the mystic woman herself…

”The following is a falls count anywhere match for the LAW Heavyweight Championship… introducing first the challenger… from the tombs of giza… The Egyptian Priestess… Selket!”

Spoiler

The fans immediately were on their feet, reacting in a myriad of emotions from cheers to boos as the dakr challenger herself had arrived. As if on cue a single spotlight shined down, illuminating Selket at least revealing a dar different look than anything she wore before. Indeed for this speacial event Selket opted to wear a more traditional purple and gold metallic trikini with gold knee length boots and gold trim all around and covering her bust, with purple arm sleeves.

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Taking a moment to bask in the light reflecting iff her outfit Selket smirked as she began strutting down the ramp. Sauntering to the ring with a sway to her hips. The people in the front rows stunned into silence with mouthes agape as she passed. Making it to the ring she stopped in her tracks, looking up at it with a smirk as suddenly a flash of smoke enveloped her as the lights went completely out making crowd gasp in shock!

But before anyone could really wonder or worry what had happened another flash of smoke rose up and in the same moments the lights returned to normal. In the center of the illuminated ring now stood Selket arms ojt to her side with a smug smirk on her face as she turned in place before walking to her corner and leaping up to rest her legs and back on the ropes, reclining like a queen as she waited for the champion.

[CaptainL]

Selket had an eye for showmanship - that much was obvious, from how she'd been conducting herself ever since she had first made her intentions in going after the Heavyweight Championship known. When Selket had first made her appearance, while Astrid was unveiling the newly redesigned belt, she had struck without warning and caught everyone by surprise - particularly Astrid herself, who was set up for an ambush! Ever since then, Selket had been antagonizing Astrid with her mind games and tricky tactics, always seeming to be one step ahead of her, but always making her feel like she was being watched, and reminding her she had a target painted on her back. If there was one thing she made clear, it was that Selket wouldn't rest until she had the title in her hands, and she would stop at nothing to get it.

Whatever the case was, though...it ended tonight. One way or another, Selket's pursuit of the title would finally be answered. Whether that would be from her achieving her dreams, or her finally being put in her place - only time would tell.

"And, her opponent, from Stavanger, Norway! She is the reigning LAW Heavyweight Champion...ASTRID OSTBERG!"

The crowd let out a cheer from the moment Astrid's name was called - and soon after, she appeared on the top rope. She had a confident smile on her face, and over her red leotard she wore a fur-lined robe - one opened just enough to show the Heavyweight Championship around her waist. Astrid stood atop the ramp, her chin raised to the crowd and her hands on her hips as the lights shone down on her. Though her entrance might not have been as flashy as Selket's, Astrid didn't feel like it needed to be. As long as she could back herself up in the ring, she would prove herself capable.

The Norsewoman proceeded down to the ring, where she slipped off her robe, folding it neatly and passing it to a nearby ring girl before she climbed up onto the ring apron. She unclipped her belt and held it above her head, turning to face the crowd - and, although she got a cheer for it, Astrid took care not to step over the ropes until she had already given her belt to the referee. With what she had seen from Selket, Astrid couldn't be too careful.

Once inside the ring, Astrid did a few stretches, catching her breath before she walked over to face her opponent. As she let her eyes settle on the Egyptian Priestess, they narrowed into a glare. "I know you've been making a lot of motions toward my belt," she said, "but I'm here to prove that all it is is smoke and mirrors. You crossed a line when you went after my title when my back was turned. You proved to me how little respect you have for what it means to be a champion..." She shook her head. "But I'm going to show you what it means, right now! You'll see what a real champion is when you see the conviction I hold in standing up for myself, and for the belt! I won't hold back - I can only hope you'll be ready!"

[Bare]

Selket watched with a smile as Astrid made her entrance in a less than spectacular fashion, or at least conpared to Selket’s own entrance. Watching as the proud warrior entered the ring the gold adorned mystic would practically purr with excitement at what was to come. Shifting her position from where she was lounging on the ropes Selket hooked her feet on the top rope and hung upside down while staring at Astrid unblinkingly.

Arms crossing under her impressive bust she watched and listened with a sardonic smirk on her lips as dhe listened to Astrid’s proclamation. All throughout it however she didn’t look phased, or even worried for that matter. When the triade was finished however she would place her hands on the mat and unhooked her feet and smoothly swung her legs down to get into a standing position in one smooth swoop that coild only be done with a acrobat’s grace.

Turning as soon as she did so Selket would stare down as Astrid as she took a few long strides towards the woman. ”Ah so good to hear that confidence from you my drengr, however falsified it may be.” Selket cooed out as she stopped at the middle of the ring, smiling in a sickeningly sweet way. “You talk so valiantly, yet in all of our encounters I’ve bested you, I beat you when you unveiled that title, I won the crowd over you in the press conference, and I already know I’ve been living in your head ever since the bout with Widow. Talk as much as you want, cause in the end… this is you last night with that title, and in the land of the living.” She cooed with a sadistic expression coming out on her face as she stared Astrid down.

[CaptainL]

As she stepped into the ring, Astrid looked up toward Selket, her gaze lingering on the challenger. Despite the confidence Astrid put forth, it didn't seem to affect Selket at all - she remained as smug as ever. It showed in her smirk, and how she hung herself upside down from the ropes with her arms crossed, a position in which she would be vulnerable and without ease of escape were Astrid to strike. The very posture she had assumed, and how casually she treated it, all proved how little Selket considered her foe to be a threat.

It was that nonchalance, that lack of care, that put Astrid on guard. If Selket was treating this all so lightly, Astrid was sure that she had to have a plan, and that she was sure it would work. Astrid had doubted earlier if Selket had the skill to back up her psychological tactics, but now, she was starting to wonder if she really was all smoke and mirrors. She fixed her gaze on her opponent, taking a step closer to her, but as much as she didn't want to admit it, Astrid had her worries in the back of her mind if she would be able to succeed.

Nevertheless, she was determined to give it her best shot. Selket, after all, had crossed a line in attacking Astrid and attempting to steal her belt while her guard was down, and she wouldn't rest until the matter was set right. It had gone beyond the belt, now - this was personal.

As Selket descended from the ropes with a showy flip, Astrid nevertheless took a step closer. Her eyes narrowed, and she placed her fists against her hips, standing tall and tensing her muscles. Astrid wanted to show that she wasn't about to bow to Selket - and yet, as she listened to what the Egyptian had to say, she bit her lip, and her eyelid twitched ever so slightly. She couldn't deny that what Selket said was true - how ever since that first encounter at the unveiling, Selket had occupied her every thought. Astrid could never be quite sure that she wasn't waiting around the next corner, ready to strike. She had to have her guard up at every moment. Astrid bit her lip, letting out a hiss. But in that moment, she had shown weakness, and conceded to Selket - and that was exactly what she wanted.

Nevertheless, Astrid was quick to take a stance. She put one foot in front of her, leaning closer and raising her hands to get into position for a test of strength. "In that case," she said, "I'll stop talking. I know I can't get through to you with words...and I'll just have to show you my power first-hand!"

*DING DING DING*

With the sound of the bell, the match had begun! Astrid was quick to lean in closer, prepared to take Selket by the hand and shove forward with all the force she could muster. At the same time, she watched the Egyptian closely. In the back of her mind, she couldn't shake the thought that she might have a trick up her sleeve.

[Bare]

Selket stared Astrid down with all the intensity the Champ giving her and meeting it every step of the way with no fear. She of course knew Astrid was a tough opponet. And if she were being honest with herself thid would indeed be a tough battle wtonwin but… she could see the effect her words had on the blonde woman. The way she seemed figedty, on edge, tensed as if waiting for her to throw the first punch, or bracing to do so herself. Either way it was all starkly different than her current cadence and attitude.

Indeed it took many weeks and mknths of meticulous planning to get here. Stealthy nights out, attack planning, reviewing old matches and interviews to get a feel for Astrid’s personality and strategy. It took far more work than Selket would ever admit too and now it all led to this. As the blonde woman before her bit her lip in nervous anticipation that was all the Egyptian woman needed to know her plan was working.

Eyes brightening as she won this lattle battle Selket giggled softly at Astrid, her brave fighting words all of a sudden lacking even more to her. “Kufufufufu oh Astrid… I’ll miss you when you’re gone.” Selket breathed out in a dark tone, a sudden hunger and viciousness nownin her eyes as she zeroed in on the champion like a cobra on a juicy mouse that had wondered into its lair.

The moment the bell rang was when she struck. As Astrid threw her arm forward Selket snapped her hand up grabbinng Astrid’s hand by the wrist. ”So predictable!” She cooed out as she threw herself back, intending to pull Astrid forward, turning her own force against her as she pulled the champion down with her.

Simultaneously however Selket would pull her leg up, extending it forward to brace her foot against Astrid’s face. If succesful than when she would hit the mat the impact would resound upwards along with Astrid’s own force causing the champ to bounce off Selket’s foot in a inverted stomp facebreaker right off the bat!

[CaptainL]

With the ringing of the bell, the match was just now beginning - officially. In reality, this was a battle that had been waged long before. It was fought in Selket's stalking of Astrid, always being in the shadows behind her and exerting her very presence as a threat. It was fought in her attacking the champion at the unveiling of the new belt design, and it was fought now, as she met Astrid in the center of the ring with a smug look of satisfaction leading into the match. Astrid might have disparaged Selket's psychological tactics, but she couldn't deny that they were having an effect on her. Even before any blows had been thrown, she felt unsafe. Her opponent was unpredictable, and she had no idea what she would do. All Astrid had was to meet her head to head and hope for the best.

But even then, as Astrid leaned in to take Selket hand to hand, she froze. The color drained from her face, and her eyes went wide, listening to the Egyptian burst into sinister laughter. When..she was gone? What did that mean? In that moment, as assured as she was in her own ability, Astrid didn't know if she should have been afraid for her title...or for her life. Surely Selket couldn't be that brazen...or could she? The stiffness in Astrid's body slackened, and she began to back away. "What..?"

It was that moment of surprise that the Norsewoman sealed her own fate. She knew that going for a test of strength - a tried and true approach for opening a wrestling match, especially for a staunch traditionalist like Astrid, and for someone who relied on her physical prowess - would be easily anticipated, and Selket would have time to prepare for it. Astrid thought she was staying one step ahead, in being ready for Selket to try to fool her. But the sheer unhinged lunacy in Selket's voice was enough to shake even Astrid to the core, and she forgot all about the mental preparations she'd gone through; how she'd steeled herself. That was all Selket would need.

Before Astrid knew what was happening to her, she felt herself reeled in toward her foe. She gasped, but she only had a few seconds to adjust before the blow hit - as Selket dropped to her back, pulling Astrid along with her to send her face crashing into the sole of her boot! A loud crack echoed through the ring, punctuated by the groans of those watching as the blonde's head snapped backward and she was hurled to the ground, landing on her back with a thud.

The match was off to a rough start for Astrid. Selket had fooled her, and what's more, she hit hard! With a groan, the champion rolled up to her side, bracing herself on her elbow as she rubbed at her jaw with the other hand to dull the pain. Her eyes settled on Selket with a glare, however. Astrid was only getting started, and she wasn't about to go down that easily!

"How's this for predictable!?" she shouted back. Astrid pushed herself off the mat, straightening herself to her feet. As soon as she was up, she would duck in closer, reaching to grab for Selket's leg. She was hoping that if she acted quickly enough she could catch the challenger off-guard with how she bounced back - and if so, she would put her in an ankle lock, twisting at her foot to apply the pressure!

[Bare]

Selket smirked widely as she fell back, Astrid’s warm hand held firmly by Selket’s, dragging the rest of Astrid’s body down towards theEgyptian. The reason for Selket’s smirk was the expression on Astrid’s face. The look of pure panic, dismay, frustration and fear that stretched itself across her visage. It was almost too perfect that she managed to get such an expression right off the bat of the match, which in of itself made Selket smirk with utmost joy and smug satifaction as that alone would further shake Astrid’s already paper thin confidence.

Landing on her back Selket brought her legs up over her and landed in a crouch with one keg extended out to her side, nair tossing back as she looked up with one arm in fromt of her. Looking forward she saw Astrid’s crumpled body, pushing up on the support of her arm, rubbing her jaw with her other hand and sending a glare Selket’s way for good measure. However all Selket had for that was a smig smirked and playful wink towards thr champion, as if saying she wasn’t taking the champion seriously.

Standing up fully she would watch as the Norweigan woman stood up to her feet as well, still holding that jaw of hers tightly. But much to Selket’s own surprise Astrid was the one to burst forward towards her. Or rather, that wasn’t what surprised Selket, so much as the speed and vigor Astrid ahd done so with. It appeared the Priestess would need to do more to shave away at Astrid than she thought.

In the blink of an eye Astrid was already upon her, much to Selket’s annoyance as she felt her leg grabbed and lifted up. Now in the clutches of the woman across from her Selket.. chuckled. ”Oh Astrid… extremely.” She ground out, barely managing to keep the pain lit of her voice as she hopped on one leg to stay standing. It wasn’t a great bluff but it’d have to do for now. Besides she already had a plan.

Despite the pain she was in from the ankle lock Selket refused to show weakness already, itd undo all her hard work in worming her way into Astrid’s mind. No she needed to counter now. Pushing off with her standing leg Selket brought it around, swinging her leg through the air… right at the side of Astrid’s head to try and nail her with a step up enziguri kick to the head!

[CaptainL]

Selket might have secured an early lead, taking note of Astrid's surprise and proving quick to capitalize when she saw the advantages it afforded her in setting up her next move. However, Astrid was determined not to let that advantage last long. She caught her breath as soon as she had gone down, and it wasn't long before she forced herself to her feet. The match had only begun, and she still had her vigor about her - but more to the point, she didn't want to leave herself vulnerable around Selket!

Wanting to ensure her opponent would have as little time as possible to mount a counter-attack, Astrid charged. She had begun to set her plans in motion as soon as Selket had begun to rise, but even after she had gotten back to her feet, it didn't matter to the champion either way. Astrid ducked low and grabbed her leg, sweeping her footing out from under her as she grasped tightly to her ankle!

Her teeth clenched as she strained to exert as much force as she could, Astrid nevertheless felt smug. Her opponent had tried to claim the advantage through staying one step ahead of her and outwitting her at every turn - yet now, Astrid had been the one to catch Selket unawares! When she looked up at her opponent's face, she expected to see a look of shock, perhaps even panic as the Egyptian Priestess realized she was outwitted. But instead...Selket looked as calm and collected as ever. Even when Astrid was holding up one leg, she wasn't falling! Just how tough was she, Astrid asked herself?

As her eyes widened and her mouth hung open in a gasp, Astrid froze. The blood ran cold in her veins when she saw that even when she was confident she'd break Selket's composure, even striking back at her as quick as she could wouldn't be enough! Just then, Selket managed to kick up with her free leg, whipping it through the air and right into the side of Astrid's head! The champion let out a cry, her ears ringing as her head snapped to the side. Against the oncoming force, she was forced to let go of Selket's leg, the limb wrenched from her grasp as she was thrown onto her back with a thud!

[Bare]

Selket, despite the soreness now present in her ankle courtesy of Astrid, was ecstatic. Despite the setback of Astrid’s ankle lock The Egyptian Princesses plan was still in effect and in a strange twist of fate that hold had actually helped her. Or more specifically Selket’s escape had. She had seen for the briefest of moments, the shocked and if anything terrified expression of her opponet as Selket managed the escape.

She had definitley ingrained her roots deep into Astrid’s mind, and with every successful attack, counter, and damage dealt to the champion. It would be a victory on two fronts. The physical, as well as the mental. Slowly but surely Selket would make sure to break Astrid down, body mind and soul. And she was looking forward to every second of it.

Gettin back to her feet and wiping her mouth as she looked down at the woman still below her Selket would grin evilly as she gained an idea. Approached the downed champion Selket would lean down and grab hold of her opponet’s legs lifting them up and holding the limbs under her arms. ”Kufufufufu. On you’re back twice already in as many minutes? How embarassing for you my Drengr.” Selket cooed out mockingly as she dragged Selket backwards towards the corner. If successful Selket would throw herself backwards while pulling on the woman’s legs in order to slingshot the norsewoman face and chest first into the hard ropes of the ring!