Karen S./Astrid A. - Dragon Slaying And Other Misendeavors (Part 2)

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Karen didn't see Astrid's continued application of the hold to be of a dominance thing - she didn't believe Astrid was out to overpower her and force her back to her knees. Nay, Karen believed her busty blonde foe was simply out to force Karen to exert herself as much as humanly possible, before driving it home that Astrid knew how to use this advantageous position too well for Karen to seize the day. Though perhaps luck would be on the darker haired gals side, as plans by Astrid to strike at the rear side of Karen and set her back to square one were thrown off balance.

By a hefty rear forcing its way into Astrid's waistline!

Even with the element of surprise to her hip-ful shove, there was little ground to be made against a body so beefy and staunch. Astrid hunched over as any gal would, with perhaps a little gasp of air coming from her thanks to the spongy impact to her waist. But Karen knew for a fact she'd be on her again in but a moment. And damn if she wasn't annoyed at how right she was.

With Astrid throwing a askew compliment her way, the jaws of life would be upon Karen's head in no time at all. Forced side-on cheek-first into breasts that easily matched her own, Karen had little intention of being against Astrid for but a moment longer than she had to. Not only from fear that the power of this blonde berserker would bring about a suffocating situation in mere seconds - but from Karen's firm stance that it was time she took over full control of this match!

And if she didn't try to do so with extreme force!

For Karen would damn near try to vice the waistline and hips of Astrid in with a tight waistlock - one that resonated out amongst the masses with the slapping of palm upon palm, as Karen clenched either mitt before she immediately looked to lift Astrid up and back. With a tighter lifting angle than she would have usually committed to, as the rather inflexible Karen looked to ache her own back if with a great return.

For she would look to near enough spike Astrid down into the canvas head and shoulders first, with a high angle side suplex!

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Astrid had not felt such pleasure for a long time. In the octagon, she had to concentrate on not getting a broken nose. However, in the squared circle everything was different. She was able to feel passion in any match, even during her debut, despite the fact that Alison turned out to be a real asshole.

And although from Astrid's point of view, Karen's character also left much to be desired, this woman made the Golden Dragon's soul tremble. She always had a weakness for strong women. And now when she could feel the tension between them, it was an incredible feeling. Faced with someone no less stubborn than herself, Astrid wanted to crush this woman. She wanted them to push each other to the limit. She wanted to know which one of them would stay on their feet at the end of the match.

Therefore, the blonde spared no effort at the moment when she grabbed her rival's head. Straining every muscle of her arms, she squeezed Karen's neck. The fact that the blue-haired woman's head was pressed against her chest didn't bother the Golden Dragon at all. Quite the opposite. Despite the fact that she considered herself a warrior, she saw the confrontation not only in the exchange of blows. When two women are in the ring, there is always a deeper confrontation going on in parallel with the match. Every woman wants to prove to another woman that she is better, not only as a fighter, but as exactly the woman. And Astrid would be lying if she said she didn't like it.

Many viewers could feel what kind of pressure was on Karen's head at that moment. It seemed that the Golden Dragon was straining her arms so hard that soon her rival's head would burst like a watermelon caught in a hard vice. Karen was able to break the pin after a series of hard attacks, but Astrid was sure that her opponent was still weakened. She was ready to resist, but she was even more confident that she could handle it.

Even at the moment when Karen wrapped her arms around Astrid's waist, the Golden Dragon did not attach much importance to it. She only strained her legs harder in order to feel the ground under her feet more confidently. Even if Karen decided to try to push her forward, the blonde was going to stay in place in order to take as much strength from the blue-haired woman as possible.

But Karen was not so simple. Instead of trying to push Astrid to the ropes in an attempt to free herself, she found the strength for something else. Astrid did not even immediately believe what was happening at the moment when her body rose above the mat. She realized too late that she should have let go of her rival's head. It was already too late. Karen leaned back, Astrid's hair rustled due to the gusts of air, and then there was a deafening crash.

"Aaahhhh!!!!" the Golden Dragon screamed.

The whole ring shuddered at the moment when the upper part of the Norwegian woman's body crashed into the mat. Whether it was done intentionally or not, Karen chose a very unnatural angle for this suplex. Combined with Astrid's weight, it turned her opponent's attack into a real bomb. Quite involuntarily, the blonde put her hands on the back of her head, because that was where the biggest source of pain in her body was right now. She was dizzy from this hard fall and even her vision was blurred. The Golden Dragon shook her head several times, trying to drive it away, but it was more than obvious that she needed a few moments to recover.

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It was never a simple case of heaving a foe up to spike or slam, even from those with a power-based build. Karen's frame had already taken some notable hits, with her front still aching from Astrid's boxing-esque combination. Not to mention the fact her arms still torqued from Astrid's attempt to rip them out of their sockets. And that was alongside the general fatigue of it all, with the stadium lights beating down on Karen's flesh to further heat up the already increasingly sweaty amazon. Astrid wasn't by any means a figure Karen couldn't lift - and she certainly wasn't up there with the heaviest in the division nor the heaviest Karen had hoisted for that matter. But it felt needless to say that as the match went on, Karen would struggle to heft that block of muscle as she liked.

Though for now it seemed, she wouldn't suffer such a problem.

Karen's goal was to outright spike Astrid on her head, but she wouldn't at all be surprised if she failed in doing so. Astrid was clever enough to tuck her head, avoiding phenomenal injury to her skull and neck albeit at the cost of further aching her shoulders. It was a choice every wrestler would have made, but it didn't make the agony besetting Astrid's upper half any easier to deal with. Though she would not be the only one recoiling from the move.

"Fucking damn it.." Karen's arm came up and around her side to rub her back following the slam, with the shorter haired woman now to her rear as she sat up. An already notable ache to her spine combined with general lack of flexibility meant that for the briefest of moments, an insane amount of pressure would be put on Karen's back during the lift. Said pressure had naturally gone, but the lasting effects were a little more apparent.

With a baring of her teeth as she resisted the urge to further sit and soothe, Karen's hands would be to Astrid's shoulders in no time at all as she pushed to face her laying foe. Scrambling to her knees moving to a full rise, Karen was pulling with intent to deadlift Astrid on the likely chance she resisted, before she'd tuck her head as to have her shoulder pressed into Astrid's meaty core. That would all be prior to her hands grabbing just above her waist, for something of a body lock as she then heaved Astrid high into the sky!

Standing of course as she did just that, Karen did something of a small rotation on the spot with Astrid in tow - over one shoulder as if she were a bag of spuds - the amazon then kicked off her feet. Carrying Astrid against her will, the amazon had the corner post in mind as she lowered the blonde against it - to slam her rear side on those pads as hard as she could!

Only she wouldn't stop there!

With Astrid ideally aching and writhing against the corner Karen had just dumped her against, the darker haired amazon grasped onto the middle ropes. With a brief grunt, she'd seek to bring her shoulder in again and again for horrific thrusts straight to Astrid's core!

A fierce roar soon given throughout, as Karen looked to push the limits of that rope break in amidst efforts to crack Astrid's washboard abs! Perhaps literally!

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This trip could hardly be called pleasant. Despite the fact that Astrid was quite large and more than a strong woman, she was not an impenetrable tank. Willpower combined with amazing physical fitness really helped her cope with pain in many situations. But there are situations when you just physically can't cope with the consequences.

Now was one of those cases. Karen did a great job choosing the right moment and the right movement. The head is one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body. And at the moment when Astrid's head, along with the entire upper part of her body, crashed into the mat, the advantage completely slipped out of her hands. During her sparring sessions with Charlotte, she often had to be in similar situations, because most of the Frenchwoman's attacks were aimed at the head. But no amount of training can teach you to cope with dizziness and fog in your eyes after such impact.

Even despite the confused thoughts and throbbing pain, the blonde tried to force herself to focus. They say that time is worth more than gold. Now this statement was more true than ever, because the descendant of the great Vikings did not have enough time to recover. Her opponent, feeling control, made the only right decision and continued the offensive.

Astrid groaned hollowly as the blue-haired woman began to lift her up. Astrid's body was weakened and most of the work was done by Karen, although, of course, it was not difficult to guess that the American woman was not doing it out of the kindness of her heart. The Golden Dragon tried to raise her arms to push her opponent away, but her body almost didn't obey her, the dizziness effect was still too strong.

This led to the fact that Karen, although with effort, but almost without problems, lifted Astrid to her feet. But even in spite of the fog in her head, the Golden Dragon understood that this was only the beginning. And soon enough it became clear that she was right. Karen wrapped her arms around the blonde's waist, and after a moment lifted her above the mat. Astrid expected another hard throw or something like that to follow. But everything turned out to be somewhat different and, most likely, even more severe.

Astrid felt her hair rustle. Considering that her body began to shake as if she was riding on an old train, it was possible to understand that her rival began to run. Another trip. And although Astrid was aware that she would not like the destination of this trip, she could not do anything about it.

The back of the descendant of the great Vikings crashed right into the corner. The Golden Dragon's arms and legs spread out to the sides, and her eyes widened due to the pain.

"Aaaghh!" flew out of her mouth at the moment when another wave of pain passed through her body.

Her hands landed on the top ropes, and her feet landed on the mat. The Norwegian woman's knees were slightly bent, but nevertheless she remained standing on her feet. Although there was no great achievement in this. It was rather an instinctive reaction, because any fighter knows that it is always more profitable to stay on thier feet than to fall down being completely defenseless.

Breathing heavily, Astrid tried to do everything possible to banish the fog from her eyes and head. She hated this state. Dizziness and confused thoughts have always dulled senses. Especially the sense of time. Now every second seemed almost an eternity to her. But for her rival, the time flow has not changed.

"Aaaahhhh!!!" Astrid screamed, not realizing what had just happened.

But experience and pain quickly gave her an answer. Having lost track of time, she didn't realize that Karen, instead of moving away from the corner, decided to take advantage of it. The pain in her abs made it clear that the blue-haired woman was serious. Realizing that this would not be the end of the matter, the Golden Dragon strained the steel muscles of her core. Just in time, because Karen's shoulder crashed into her abs again.

"Gh!" Astrid groaned through clenched teeth.

This time the blow was less painful, because she was really proud of the muscles of her abs. But then another blow followed. And then another one. And another one. Should the referee have started counting because Karen was breaking the rules? Perhaps, but even if the striped shirt really remembered about her duties, the blonde did not hear it.

At some point, the Golden Dragon's legs became wadded up. Due to the savage pain, she could no longer control her body. Releasing the ropes, she fell down, first taking a sitting position, and then turning to the side. She couldn't even remember the last time she got such a hard pain in her abs. She felt a lump in her throat and at some point she thought she was going to throw up. The Golden Dragon was barely breathing due to spasms at the moment when she put her hands on her abs, involuntarily trying to calm the pain.

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Even locking her hands around Astrid's rear side pissed Karen off. With hands patting away, it again became apparent woman was all muscle, with a body Karen couldn't possess even had she focused purely on hitting the weights for the next six months straight. And yet on top of that, she possessed a chest to rival Karen's own?

Damn if this encounter wasn't becoming more personal by the second, if only from how Astrid was built. Let alone her strong, matching ego.

Karen had often taken personal enjoyment in destroying physiques that matched her own - as a sort of 'mine is better' kind of self-proving - but damn if she wasn't taking it to the next level here. Case and point when she specifically targeted what was possibly Astrid's strongest feature, with Karen rearing her shoulder in and out as if she were trying to outright cave Astrid's body in!

"Learn...your...fuckin'...PLACE..." She'd roar out in time with her thrusts, with her goads only coming to a pause when Karen's attack did as well. Though not by choice.

"Three...Four...Karen, break! BREAK!" Loud demands being made by the nearby official only served to piss Karen all the more off, despite the fact the amazon knew very much this gal was just doing her job. Stepping away from the ropes to briefly if aggressively step towards the referee, the official would perhaps be left shaking in her boots literally right up until Karen's focus shifted back to the blonde. With a bit of distance now left between Karen and Astrid to cover!

Whatsmore, Astrid couldn't deny the pain upon her frame. All at once it seemed her legs gave way, leaving the blonde in perhaps the most vulnerable position a wrestler could be inside the squared circle. Had it been any other day, Karen might have taken to slowly lowering her rear into Astrid's face, to outright humiliate the blonde in a stinkface...

Instead, Karen licked her lips with a similar, if notably more aggressive move to mind. For whilst Karen hadn't put herself past the idea of smothering or even facesitting Astrid, she'd for now stick to moves of a more impactful and serious nature. With her hands rising to be level with her bust, Karen pushed off her feet to cover that mentioned distance in no time at all. Sprinting across the ring as quickly as her top heavy frame allowed for, Karen didn't bother to jump off her feet to add height to the upcoming collision. She felt the momentum her body was carrying was more than enough!

As she looked to bring in her build, with her right leg pivoting as she stepped upon it. To carry on the momentum her frame had built through nothing more than her hips and rear - as Karen looked to swing her body around, driving her curviest parts right into Astrid's head ala hip thrust!

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Yes, perhaps it could not be called anything other than a lesson for a newcomer who should learn her place. It seems Astrid managed to hurt the pride of the blue-haired woman quite badly, judging by the rage she put into each blow that crashed into the core of the Golden Dragon.

Even after the striped shirt decided to intervene, it didn't change much for Astrid. The pain in her body was so wild that her mind was ready to just switch off in order to stop suffering. Dropping down and taking a sitting position, the blonde was faintly aware of what was happening.

The throbbing pain in the muscles of the press caused spasms throughout the rest of the body. Desperate for oxygen, Astrid tried to normalize her breathing. However, right now, every breath felt like an ordeal. As soon as she tried to take in full lungs of air, the pain would bind her again.

Because of this, the noise in her head increased. She could feel the heartbeat in her temples. Any fighter knows that this is a very bad sign, signaling that you're on the verge of losing consciousness. Astrid forced herself to open her eyes, but even so she could hardly see anything in front of her. Now not only the fog, but also tears filled her eyes. She couldn't control it, because she was an ordinary human and it was a natural reaction to such a large amount of pain.

"Fucking shit..." thought Astrid.

In order to get to her feet, she tried to put her hands on the ropes, but she could not do it, her body was too much weakened. The only thing the Golden Dragon had enough strength for was to straighten up a little and press her back against the corner. And although Astrid didn't know about it yet, it was a big mistake.

She heard heavy footsteps approaching too late. Although, most likely, even if she had heard them earlier, it would have made little difference. Through the mist in her eyes, she saw a massive approaching figure. And what happened next, for Astrid, remained in darkness.

Karen's ass crashed into the blonde's head, pushing it into the turnbuckle. The Golden Dragon didn't even have the chance to cry out. Not only because her mouth was pressed against her opponent's buttock, but because this time her brain really shut down. It was as if there was an explosion in her head and she crossed the line of unconsciousness. Even Astrid's fingers relaxed, which was a sure sign that she was completely limp. So far, it couldn't be seen because of Karen's ass, but a thin stream of blood began to flow from her nose.

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Running ass first into Astrid may have looked to be the tamer choice over a kick or lariat, but a rear of that size crashing full speed into your face was forever going to be a nasty collision. Case and point as Karen effectively bounced off of Astrid's face, with the darker haired amazon promptly turning as to bare witness to the damage she'd done. And damn if there wasn't the clearest signs of pain brought about her curvy rear - Blood.

Karen could almost laugh.

Favouring pressing the assault over goading a woman she'd only just really established control over, Karen was cutting the distance in no time at all with the referee already screaming at her to abide by the fact Astrid was still against the ropes. Needless to say, Karen ignored her.

"Up..." Karen's demand was redundant with how quickly her arms would be to Astrid's armpits, pulling at the blonde to force her to her feet regardless of whether she intended to rise of her own accord or not. Only to clear her own ears of the referee's cries, by promptly pulling as to get Astrid out from beneath the sanctity of the ropes.

Doing so with a thud, Karen would stomp down her left foot whilst bringing up her right. Knee rising into Astrid's abs, Karen wasn't banking on her hip thrust keeping Astrid out of it for long. If anything the sight of her own blood might have spurred Astrid on. Something that gave Karen further reason to weaken the built beauty.

With an attempt made to wobble Astrid with that aforementioned knee, Karen would look to pull at Astrid's hips the moment her own leg came back down. Pivoting as she pulled, Karen would look to get Astrid's rear side against her front, before promptly hooking herself around her powerful foe as if she herself was an anaconda. Only in favour of a squeeze, came a stretch, with Karen looking to force Astrid's head near enough parallel with the ring canvas with how far she bent her. Before her other hand would quite literally slap down on Astrid's bare side to keep her at that painful angle.

The blonde seemed awfully proud of her chiselled frame - Karen felt it only natural she showed it off to the masses in an ab stretch.

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Perhaps in another situation Astrid would have been able to withstand something like this and remain conscious. But her opponent made enough effort to weaken the Golden Dragon. Therefore, there was nothing surprising in the fact that the Norwegian woman passed out for a few seconds after the blue-haired woman's ass crashed into her head.

Then the slow process of awakening began. Astrid's brain gradually began to reboot. And it was like a very bad morning after a very long and alcohol night. First of all, her sensitivity returned. And, of course, she couldn't feel anything else but pain. Especially in the area of her abs and head. The blonde even let out a faint painful groan.

Because of the residual dizziness, it was difficult for her to concentrate, her thoughts were still like a tangle of hissing snakes. Astrid tried to move, but now her body was like cotton wool. It seems that her body has not fully recovered yet. Then she decided to try to open her eyes. Since her head was lowered, she saw only the mat and her own legs. But the image was blurry and in fact Astrid saw only colored spots.

"What the hell..." was the first thought Astrid was able to form clearly.

Even though her vision was unfocused, she was able to see red. There was something red right on the mat. The Norwegian woman raised her right hand and touched her nose. Wet. Looking at her hand, the Golden Dragon finally realized what was the matter. This fucking bitch smashed Astrid's nose with the huge ass! Speaking of the bitch...

Karen wasn't going to wait for Astrid to come to her senses. Instead, the blue-haired woman approached the Golden Dragon again and slipped her hands under Astrid's armpits. It was clear that she was going to force Astrid to her feet. But, considering that the blonde's body was still wadded, she would have to rely only on her own strength. But, whatever it was, Karen successfully coped with this task. Soon Astrid was on her feet.

The descendant of the great Vikings desperately tried to force herself to gather her strength. But recent events have taken too much energy from her. She needed at least a little respite, but Karen certainly wasn't going to provide that. But the American woman was happy to provide the knee that crashed into Astrid's abs, forcing her to stagger due to pain and weakness.

From the very beginning, Astrid was sure that in this match she would have to try very hard to compete with the blue-haired woman. But she couldn't even imagine that Karen would be so furious. It seemed that the Golden Dragon had seriously hurt her pride, because now every attack of Karen was unusually fierce. It seems that the veteran was trying with all her might to prove to both the audience and herself that Astrid shouldn't have accepted her challenge.

Pressing her front to the back of the Golden Dragon, the American woman blocked the blonde's left leg. And a second later, the same fate befell Astrid's right arm. Oh, she knew this hold. The Norwegian woman had never had to find herself in this before, but she was sure that a new portion of painful sensations was waiting for her now. And she was right. The moment Karen started stretching her muscles, Astrid involuntarily screamed.

"Aaahhhh!!!"

This hold was more than enough to deliver Astrid's weakened body incredible pain. Karen clearly wanted blood after Astrid was able to execute a few punches and a hard throw. Because of the pain, the blonde lost her breath. The situation was getting worse by the second. And she knew perfectly well that if everything continued this way...

"Astrid, you give up?"

Oh, right. The descendant of the great Vikings managed to forget that not only she and Karen were in the ring. Seeing that Astrid's situation leaves much to be desired, the striped shirt decided to do her job. Instead of answering, Astrid clenched her teeth hard. The question angered her. The whole situation angered her. It was obvious that Karen needed more than just a victory. Those hard blows to the abs said that she decided to break the Golden Dragon's body, thereby humiliating her. And that nasty ass strike...

"Only when Jotunheim melts!" the Golden Dragon said through clenched teeth.

The blonde intended to hold her breath. If she was going to get free, then she had to do it in one go. Astrid was going to gather her will into a fist, and then strain every muscle of her body. Surely everyone in the audience could see it, especially Karen, who was closest to her. All the muscles on her arms, legs and stomach became prominent and the whole body of the Golden Dragon seemed to become stone because of this. So she wanted to stop the stretching that Karen was applying.

"In other words, never!" Astrid added in a tougher and more confident voice.

Having started taking deep breaths in order to overcome the pain and restore at least some reserves of strength, she was determined to start straightening up. Considering the strength of her opponent, Astrid knew that this would not be an easy task. But if Karen thought her muscles were the coolest in this ring, then the Golden Dragon was going to make the blue-haired woman think again. Because the descendant of the great Vikings was determined to straighten up to her full height at all costs.

Perhaps Karen would have found solace in the fact that she was still holding the blonde's arm. But she also had to think about this one again. After all, if Astrid had really been able to straighten up, she would have directed her fiery power into the captured arm in order to turn to the side at the same moment and send Karen to the mat with a simple but powerful hip toss!

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Karen didn't for a second believe Astrid would give in here and now. There were far worse holds to be in than the abdominal stretch, even one applied the strength Karen possessed. But the existence of said fact meant that Astrid was likely built for worse; holds that Karen had every intention of putting this confident blonde through. Though it wouldn't hurt to soften her up a good deal before hand, would it?

Nor would it hurt to give the masses a show, what with Astrid's extremely sharp abs made all the more prominent by the stretch Karen was forcing upon them.

Shooting a look to the referee for merely doing her job, Karen was almost at disbelief the official would even bother asking. Of course Astrid wasn't going to give in now. And on the million to one chance that she did? Karen would have outright lost it, if only from how disappointed she would be.

Pushing and stretching all the same in an effort to put Astrid through the works, resistance surely came in the expected manner. Not that dealing with said resistance was made easier by predictability, given that Astrid was forcing every bit of strength she had into straightening up. Nullifying the stretch upon her frame!

Baring her teeth as she of course sought to rectify Astrid's position, with biceps flexing in demand that Astrid bend right back over, Karen would all at once find her grip turned against her as the blonde berserker heaved her up and over. With Karen's heavy rear side touching the sky, as her feet kicked out amidst a sudden hip toss!

Hefty rear leading the charge though by no means taking all of the impact, Karen's lower spine would be aching just as badly as her hands shot up either side of her. Though, she refused to merely stay prone now that Astrid had broken free. No, Karen would seek to get right back up!

And damn if she did, with a hellacious roar to boot!

"GHHH...ASTRIDDDDDD-" Screaming as her fury took a hold of her, Karen's tone would lead you to believe that these two were long time rivals. And not merely two bulls locking horns for the first time!

Pushing to her feet with her right leg extended, Karen would use said leg to pivot and turn to face Astrid - all with hopes of doing so before Astrid realised Karen had zero intent to stay flat this time. Madness almost having taken a hold of her, Karen would look to bring out her right hand with intention to cut through what lay before her. As she swung it in with yet another scream, with a brutal forearm right to Astrid's collarbone in mind!

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Perhaps it might have seemed to someone that for Astrid, given her musculature, it would not be difficult to break any submission hold. Well, to some extent this assumption could have some grounds. Any submission hold can really be broken with the help of brute physical force and, accordingly, the more strength a fighter has, the easier it is for them to break this or that hold.

But now the situation was a little different. It should not be forgotten that before being in the submission hold, Astrid's body went through a series of tough attacks. Despite the fact that any successful attack brings a fighter closer to victory, something told the Golden Dragon that Karen's goal at that moment was not victory at all. Hard blows to abs and that nasty butt blow were aimed only at breaking the blonde's body. And after such shit, it was very difficult for her to gather her strength.

And, of course, the second problem was that despite all the strength of the Norwegian woman, her opponent had almost the same strong and muscular body. Astrid's best friend, Charlotte, after several training sessions practically stopped using submission holds because the physical strength of the Golden Dragon helped her break them. But in the case of Karen, Astrid could not count on significant superiority.

But who says she doesn't like difficulties? Despite the far from the most pleasant situation in which she found herself, the blonde did not lose the fire that was bursting out of her soul. Therefore, despite the blood still dripping from her nose, she strained her whole body. The lines of her muscles became noticeable even to those who had vision problems.

Under the growing noise from the audience, Astrid began to straighten up to her full height. Karen wasn't going to just let her go. The Norwegian woman felt that her rival was also putting more and more effort into keeping her in the hold. Damn, this woman was really stubborn. But is a human capable of holding a dragon?

Despite the efforts of the American woman, the blonde still straightened up to her full height. But this was only the beginning because, taking advantage of her opponent's position, the Golden Dragon at the same second used her still captured arm to throw Karen over her hip.

When the audience screamed, clearly impressed by this course of events, Astrid also wanted to scream. This match was really emotional for her. And she wasn't one to keep emotions inside. Karen was extremely persistent and found ways to respond to Astrid's every attack every time. That was why she wanted to scream now. The blue-haired woman kept the match firmly under control for the last few minutes. But still Astrid overcame it.

So why didn't she scream in a fit of emotion? Everything is simple. Karen decided to take her stubbornness to a new level. Literally the second her body fell to the mat with a crash, she got to her feet. Astrid didn't even have time to recover her breath after the tremendous strain her body went through. The blue-haired woman turned to face the blonde, shouting her name. The forearm that crashed into the upper part of the Golden Dragon's chest was like a cannonball. At the moment of the collision, there was a bang that echoed throughout the arena.

Astrid's breasts jumped because of the sudden impulse that passed into her body. Pain. Banal, but extremely great pain. With a groan, the blonde staggered back half a step. Most people would probably say that it was just a powerful blow. But Astrid saw and felt something different. No, Karen put a lot more into it. This woman literally wanted to make Astrid fall down with her whole soul. Because of this realization, lightning flashed in the blonde's eyes, and a smile appeared on her bloody lips. Putting her right foot back in order to find support, she pushed off from the mat, taking a wide step forward.

"KAREEEEN!!!" she screamed furiously.

Like her rival, Astrid's eyes were now filled with rage. No, she wasn't going to give in to that blue-haired bitch. Astrid has never denied the fact that she is a proud woman. But right here and right now, her pride could be seen even with the naked eye. She'd rather die than let her rival think she's better. No. At the end of this match, only one woman will be on her feet. And Astrid intended to let Karen know that this woman would not be her.

The Golden Dragon's right fist clenched. Simultaneously with the step forward, she also threw her right hand forward. Feeling pain in most parts of her body, especially in the upper chest after Karen's strike, Astrid was going to make her opponent feel the same. Directing all the acquired momentum into her right hand, she intended to hit Karen's collarbone with a mirrored, but no less, and perhaps even more powerful forearm strike!