Get a grip- Agatha vs Cassandra!

[SubtleRoar]

"Mmh...n..never~" *Their banter between one another was a constant reminder that, despite how gruesome the match might become, neither Agatha nor Cass sincerely abhorred one another. Even so, their everlasting quarrel was starting to get the better of her, and that previous blow to her cranium kept her uncharacteristically humbled and exceedingly prone to Cass's malicious intentions. This, unfortunately, manifested itself in the shape of an unstoppable fist that collided with Agatha's exposed abdomen!*

"Ggguguuhhh!" *Her body trembled upon impact, nearly buckling her where she stood as her indomitable rival proceeded to smashing her mug directly into the reinforced pad!* "Nnhhhh!" *With her world beginning to spiral out of control, she was forced back in between the ropes, almost every ounce of her personal fortitude drained beyond recovery!*

"TWO!" *As lethargic as she was, Agatha somehow forced herself to prevent the impending three count to occur, shooting up a lone shoulder to officially break the pinfall attempt. The audience collectively gasped, watching the remarkable endurance of the Valkyrie descendant begin to steal the show!*

[Aeri]

Cassie groaned. She’d press her head against Agathas stomach, using it as a pillow to take a small breather, exhaling softly. She’d rub at her eyes, her head spinning…

“W-Why won’t you stay down..!! I’m so.. tired..!”

She’d softly push herself upwards, her palm resting against her foes abs. Before gritting her teeth, and clasping her foes dome to bring her towards her and try to lift her to her feet, between her legs.. planning to try and finish Agatha off with a decisive pedigree!

[SubtleRoar]

"Mmhh...me..t..too~" *She'd concur with her smaller competitor, trying to sympathize with her struggles as it was brazenly clear that both women had sacrificed so much up to this point. Whether it was due to Agatha's innate stubbornness or Cass's inability to execute a significant move, the resistant powerhouse had just enough expendable energy to try and turn the tables one, final time!*

"Nhhh...rrraaaah!" *Generating a massive bellow, Agatha exploded like a powder keg, blasting Cass backwards to force the unsuspecting grappler into a corner.* "W...we..a..aren't..f..finished..y..yet!" *Her fragmented voice insisted on just how fatigued she was, but she refused to succumb to her exhaust, stretching her hand forward and clamping against the Dragoness's stomach for an energy-sapping abdominal claw!*

[Aeri]

“A-ARGH..!”

Her already bruised stomach was gripped with a deadly claw, Cassie letting out a soft groan. Much louder than anything else she’d have let out in the past, her stomach was burning… feeling like her insides were boiling in oil! She’d shake her head..

“T-that hurts..!”

Having been shoved against the corner, the younger woman softly battered her palms against Agathas stomach.. but not to much affect. She was drained and it showed, her legs threatening to give way and let her collapse..!

[SubtleRoar]

"D..don't worry~" *The trembling battle maiden muttered through her clinched teeth, keen on devoting every ounce of energy within her to try and deprive Cass of a potential victory!* "I..it will all be over soon!" *Fully aware that she was coasting purely on adrenaline, Agatha promptly dragged her prey towards her before suddenly turning her face towards the ring post, shoving her into the immovable pillar!*

"You fought well...i..incredibly well...Odin would accept you into his ranks with open arms~" *She sheepishly admitted while simultaneously forcing Cass to make the arduous climb up the ropes. The spectators in attendance collectively leaned forward as the blonde menace wrapper her arms across the feeble female's waist, assuming the position for her signature move: Valhalla's Regards!*

"May my sisters take you on the wings of reverence, as you have earned your place amongst the strongest law has to offer!" *Her boisterous statement was immediately followed by a colossal shift in weight, swinging Cass backwards to try and dunk her against the plateau of the ring, punctuating her imminent victory!*

Spoiler

[Aeri]

Agatha pulled her against her, Cassandra softly leanings against her for a small second. Before her face got slammed against the turnbuckle, blood spilling from her now busted lower lip. She was shoved upwards, being made to clamber up the turnbuckle..

Before clasping her arms around her waist. Cassie recognised what Agatha was gonna do.. and was nigh powerless to stop her! But.. she’d twist herself, pulling her back and suddenly.. both went crashing down against the ground with a THUD!!

Cassie’s head crashed down, her spine taking the brunt of the impact! Her eyes widening, as a small gasp of air erupted from her lips, a slight choking sound escaping her lips!! The force of the impact caused her to sit up.. but Cassie’s eyes were blank. She’d slump down, crashing to the side, her arms sprawled out! Cassie seemed completely out of it.. nor would she be moving anytime soon..!

[SubtleRoar]

*Having perfected this particular move after years of studying, analyzing, and replicating it hundreds of times Agatha had instilled the false belief that it was almost impossible for someone to possibly counter it after they took flight. As both women rapidly approached their destination below, the voluptuous valkyrie preparing to embrace for the inevitable impact, she felt Cass spontaneously rotate around, causing her to lose the necessary trajectory, ultimately displacing them both due to her interference!*

"WHAM!" *The dual collision across the ring was enough to send most of the spectators into a state of shock and disbelief, wondering if this was a choreographed decision or a haphazard attempt at trying to execute something unique. Regardless, they erupted in a confluence of cheers and jeers, Cass having garnered quite the strong following throughout her performance tonight!*

*As both contenders remained motionless for what felt like an eternity, the moderator slid into the ring, launching both hands upward to initiate the count!* "ONE!" *She called aloud, warning both competitors that if neither one of them managed to make it to their feet, it would ultimately result in a no contest!*

[Aeri]

“TWO! THREE!! FOUR!!”

The crowd chanted along. But.. Cassandra lay there on the ground, barely moving, the petite brawlers frame littered with her own red blood and bruises, courtesy of Agatha.

She herself had left her mark upon her foe, but perhaps not as badly as she had taken. Laying on the ground, it seemed like the tenacious wrestlers had finally met their limits..! Cassandra propped herself upwards, her palms trying to shove herself to her feet!

“FIVE! SIX!”

Slowly staggering upwards, she’d get up towards her knees.. before her legs gave way. She’d crumple down to the ground, face first and her arms spread out, her eyes blanking, as the referee chanted down..!

“SEVEN!!”

[SubtleRoar]

*Renowned for her indomitable might and legendary tenacity, Agatha's body had finally reached the end of its rope, effectively plummeting into a chasm of prostration that left her tenderly welcoming the crushing malaise she felt. The audience's rallying cries for support and assistance fell upon deaf ears as Agatha lay motionless against the ground, side by side adjacent to her equally exhausted compatriot.*

"S..so...buffet?" *She blurted out, squandering what little spark of liveliness she had by inquiring about their feast once the fight had reached its terminus. The moderator, meanwhile, continued her countdown, vigilantly watching for any signs of hope from either combatant.*

"EIGHT!" *She shouted, coaxing out very little reaction from the defeated dyad.* "NINE!" *As if she were anticipating a burst of ardor from either one, the referee quietly shook her head, reaching the final number while ambling towards the middle of the ring.* "TEN! No contest!"

[Aeri]

Cassie softly laughed. Hearing the Ten count and her loss be declared.. she’d lean forwards, using what was left of her strength to nod at Agatha. A small wince of pain appeared upon her face, as her hand gently covered her bruised stomach, her blood staining the canvas. She’d speak in a quiet, somewhat raspy voice..

“.. I’d.. like that.. please?“

A slight quiver, her face contorted into pain. The referee summed up a medical team, which began looking at both of them, dabbing at her blood and examining for any broken or fractured bones. Nothing like that, but she had taken some damage which would make it sore for her to eat or even walk for a good bit.