[Standard Match] Astrid Arvidsson vs Miranda Tomi - When size doesn't matter (Apex Qualifier Match)

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Astrid wasn't the type to get carsick in the backseat. However, right now she was so dizzy that she felt like she was going to vomit. Because of this, instead of getting to her feet, the Golden Dragon remained on all fours. The blonde tried to breathe slowly and deeply, because it was a sure way to clear her head. However, time was not on her side.

Miranda managed to surprise absolutely everyone. Not so much because of the effectiveness of her counterattack, but because of the fact that she was able to do it after the large amount of damage she received. But, more importantly, even after she sent Astrid flying, she didn't stop.

Literally immediately, the American woman rushed to the Golden Dragon. At that moment, when Miranda's ass was on the blonde's back, Astrid simply could not understand where her rival had so much strength from? The Norwegian woman understood that she should not allow Miranda to carry out what she had in mind, whatever it was. However...

The Golden Dragon felt Miranda hook her arm with the legs. And suddenly she realized what the American woman exactly wanted to do. No one has used this move on Astrid yet. And if she had been told that the first person to try to do this would be a lightweight, she would have rightly doubted it. However, there could hardly be any doubts left now.

Astrid's whole world has been turned upside down, literally and figuratively. Miranda hooked her arms and used an incredible torque to lift the Golden Dragon's body into the air. The wind ruffled her golden hair, and then...

The descendant of the great Vikings crashed her head into the mat. The roar of the crowd at the moment was difficult to describe. It seemed like the whole Tokyo was bound to hear it. They had a reason to scream so hard. It wasn't every day you could see something like this. Miranda, despite her modest sizes, used a really heavy move to crush the mighty Norwegian woman.

"DID YOU SEE THAT???!!!" The viewers asked each other.

In that brief moment before the light in Astrid's eyes went out, it seemed to her that her head had split into pieces. And as soon as Miranda let go of her waist, the descendant of the great Vikings fell flat on her stomach. No movements. Only quiet stifled groans, because pain was the only thing Astrid felt at that moment.

[Fairy Dragon]

Miranda had been planning to do something like that as a last resort, it wasn't easy to pull off and was risky given the size and strength difference. The results of pulling it off were worth any gold that she could ever win. It sent Astrid flying and when she hit the mat, she landed on her head so hard it had the entire crowd jumping from the impact. Miranda had done something no one expected her to do, and it was only something like that which could help her pull this off and steal this win from Astrid. It would take something else, something that hit even harder than the last one, starting by stomping on Astrid's back and trying to force her to rile up and get closer towards her feet.

Once she was down she would start to walk over to the corner and wait for Astrid to rise up, watching her and preparing to knock her out. If the blonde came back up Miranda would run in towards her with a Sailing Knee Trying to knock Astrid down with one big knee to the face! If she connected and knocked Astrid down she would lay on top of Astrid and go for a pin!

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After the amazing attack of her rival, Astrid felt about the same as she looked. The headache was so terrible that it was difficult for her to compare it with anything. And it was still hard for her to believe that a lightweight had brought her to such a state. Because if Astrid had not known about Miranda's compact size, she would have said without a doubt that her opponent is as big and strong a woman as she herself.

Perhaps Miranda was the living proof of what the Golden Dragon's best friend, Charlotte, was constantly talking about. At almost every training, the Frenchwoman reminded Astrid and Nerissa that skill can compensate for the difference in size. And considering that Miranda was even smaller than Charlotte, now Astrid has no reason not to believe this statement.

The blonde with great pleasure would have spent a few more seconds on rest. Because of the pain and dizziness she couldn't control her movements well. However, Miranda did something that made the descendant of the great Vikings reconsider her wishes. The American woman unceremoniously stepped on Astrid's back as if she was just a rug.

"Ghhhhhh..." she groaned because her back was in about the same agony as her head, however, the groan was quickly replaced by an angry growl. "Rrrrrrrr!!!!"

This time Astrid wasn't going to deny it. Yes, she would have been angered by such neglect on the part of any rival. But because it was a lightweight who did this to her, the Norwegian woman felt truly humiliated. And so her desire to rest in the blink of an eye was replaced by a desire to make Miranda regret what she had just done.

Gritting her teeth, the Golden Dragon placed her palms near her head and, despite the pain, began to get to her feet. At the same moment, she felt a noise in her head, because sudden movements in her condition were definitely not a cure for her health. However, she would not be able to respect herself if she did not try to respond to her rival's actions. So, trying not to pay attention to the dizziness, Astrid pushed off the mat and got up on one knee.

And thus she fell into the trap prepared by Miranda. Unknown if Astrid was the first, but she was ready to compare Miranda to a train. The knee of the American woman crashed into the blonde's head with such force and speed that it was hardly anything other than the finisher of this outstanding woman.

Astrid's head jerked to the side, and both a strangled groan and saliva mixed with blood came out of her mouth. Her legs buckled, her body bent over, and then she collapsed onto the mat, ending up on her back. A trickle of blood ran down her cheek from her open mouth. Her eyes were closed. Her lush chest rose and fell heavily.

Miranda for the second time got the opportunity to take the victory and she made it clear that she was not going to miss it. The American woman lay down on Astrid, thereby securely pressing her to the mat. The referee did not take long, even though she was looking at what was happening with wide-open surprised eyes. She lay down next to the fighters and in a moment she slapped the mat for the first time.

"ONE!"

[Fairy Dragon]

The feeling vibrating through her knees as she connected with Astrid's head and the loud thud from her knee meeting a skull were two very powerful sensations that overtook Miranda's mind. Her knee had struck the blonde at the perfect moment and knocked her right back down after nearly knocking her head off her shoulders. Miranda came down looking surprised, when she entered the ring Astrid was standing over her and looking confident and strong. She was polite and respectful, with no traces of underlined arrogance that she would win, still Miranda hitting those moves felt good and seeing how she had managed to knock Astrid down. She jumped on her for a chance to take the win. She knew the power of her knee and knew that no matter how big and strong Astrid was, she felt every bit of that.

"ONE!"

Miranda was holding on tight. One leg above her, the other partially under her and the rest of her leaning on Astrid's body. She'd placed herself in a way that would be hard for Astrid to pull up and break the pin, hoping that it could do the final touches on her pinning attempt that could finish the job for her. While she had her mind on that she was looking up at the ref, watching her hand for the closing count she needed to end this match.

"TWO!"

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Silence was out of the question. The referee started counting, accompanied by deafening shouts from the crowd. There was no clear favorite for them today. Today they came here to see a really bright match. And there was no doubt that they got it. Funny or not, the fact remained that Miranda was the first to have caught Astrid in a pin twice, while Astrid herself could not even boast of one.

"TWO!!"

She heard everything. She felt everything. She could feel how much Miranda was clinging to her. The American woman distributed the weight as efficiently as possible, taking away from the blonde any easy opportunity to break the pin. Although even if the Golden Dragon had more free space, she wouldn't be able to take advantage of it so easily.

It wasn't the first time she had been so beaten up. The headache after Miranda almost blew her head off was simply unbearable. And this pain only intensified the moment the Norwegian woman opened her eyes. The bright light blinded her for a moment, but that didn't stop her from seeing the referee raise her hand for the third time.

She hated losing. However, this did not mean that she denied the very possibility of losing. No. Astrid knew perfectly well that there are no invincibles. And she wasn't invincible either. Even here, in LAW, she already had to face an obstacle that she could not overcome. And she was well aware that there would be even more such obstacles in her way. Therefore, she was ready to lose.

But she wasn't ready to lose, knowing that she still had at least one drop of strength to continue the match. Some would call it stubbornness. Some would call it willpower. Astrid didn't know what she would call it. But she knew that she would only lose when she couldn't move even one finger. And so when the referee's hand started to approach the mat for the third time...

"THR!.."

The Golden Dragon, with a painful groan, jerked to the side, throwing her left arm up to raise her shoulder. Agony pierced every cell of her body at that moment. Due to her poor condition, even she didn't know if it was enough to throw Miranda away. But it turned out to be enough so that after a few seconds, lying on her right side, she heard the referee's voice.

"ONLY TWO!!!!"

Through the pain, a faint smile was reflected on Astrid's face. To the last drop of sweat. It was a promise she made to herself before every match. And she wasn't going to break that promise. Not today.

[Fairy Dragon]

Miranda had thrown herself at Astrid with her entire body, knocking the blonde back down and surprising the hell out of her and everyone once again. It was clear to everyone that Miranda was willing to commit herself to every move if it meant it would put Astrid down and win this match. She fell on Astrid and pulled her into the pin, feeling the blond breathing from her place on her chest and wondering if she was still awake, the slow movements giving her the impression that she might've been out cold. The lack of a reaction to the count further filled her with hope that she had pulled off the unthinkable and slayed the Golden Dragon, but soon she was upset by the sudden force of the kick out. Astrid pushed her off with her left arm and slipped an opening from the breakout to show everyone that she was still in this match. The ref yelling that she only got a 2 just reminded Miranda of how close it was, it was more like a 2.9 with how painfully close it was. Miranda rolled off Astrid and would turn back to her on her feet, she was frustrated but had to hold that in for now since it wouldn't do anything but give Astrid time to recover to vent and complain.

"I need to get more creative." Mira said. Wasting no time Mira would stomp down on Astrid's belly, doing so a few times to cause the blonde more trouble before she would grab her head and pull her up. Then with a burst of speed she would run to the ropes and then come running back at Astrid from behind, charging at her for a running back elbow to her head. The stomp would wear at the core while her elbow would stun Astrid, with her planning to neutralize Astrid enough that she wouldn't be able to think about or power out of another pin.

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Despite the fact that Astrid had no doubts about Miranda's abilities from the very beginning, she did not expect this woman to go so far. Of course, the Golden Dragon was not one of the legendary fighters, but still not everyone could beat her so hard as to make her break a pin in a microsecond before the third count.

However, despite the fact that the blonde has already managed to break the pin twice after her opponent's extremely heavy attacks, it was not worth forgetting that breaking the pin is only half of what needs to be done in order to stay in the match. Now the descendant of the great Vikings had to catch the right moment in order to level the scales at least a little, because so far Miranda was undoubtedly in much better condition than the blonde.

And, it seems, Miranda understood this perfectly well too, as well as the fact that she should not allow Astrid to regain at least some strength. This became clear the moment she kicked the Golden Dragon in the shoulder, forcing her to turn on her back again, and then she stomped right into the core of the Norwegian woman. Astrid's lower and upper body jumped involuntarily, and she coughed painfully.

"GUUHUAA! KHA! KHA!"

She tried to strain her abs, but the second stomp seemed no less painful to her. Astrid felt that she literally could not breathe, as her muscles seemed to turn to stone. Miranda must have known about this because she quickly grabbed the blonde and pulled her up, forcing her to get to her feet.

The Golden Dragon staggered. Fatigue and inability to breathe normally tried to make her fall. And she was sure that this would happen, because Miranda for sure picked her up just to send her down again. So... why hasn't it happened yet? Experience suggested that the lightweight decided to try something that would literally knock Astrid out this time. This guess was confirmed when Astrid heard rapid footsteps behind her. Miranda was rapidly approaching her.

If her best friend had been in the Golden Dragon's place, then Charlotte would certainly have tried to predict what kind of attack Miranda was going to use. But Astrid was like her best friend just as much as they were different. And so she didn't waste time thinking. She knew that if she let fatigue and dizziness stop her, Miranda would leave today with a victory. And maybe there was nothing wrong with that, but if it was going to happen, then the Golden Dragon intended to make Miranda deserve this victory.

Acting almost completely instinctively, the blonde pushed off with her right foot from the mat, turning sharply in the opposite direction in order to meet Miranda face to face. Because of her breathing problems, she didn't have the strength for something complicated, but sometimes there is no need for something complicated. Astrid intended to swing her right arm in order to stretch it out to the side. Yes, that's right, she wanted to meet Miranda with a simple, but still damn heavy discus lariat right in her chest!

[Fairy Dragon]

The match's focus was still on knocking Astrid's head and body until she wasn't able to kick out. Miranda could tell that the blonde had something about her compelling her to keep fighting, she couldn't win this match until she'd beaten whatever that was out of her. Looking at the back of Astrid's head before she would run in and aim her elbow to go for the back of her skull, before Astrid turned around. The blonde had spun around when Miranda got close, turning her body to avoid Miranda and placing her arm out to meet her instead.

"Uuuoogh!" Miranda gasped. That lariat hit her chest hard enough to almost crush her boobs, spitting out saliva while she flew back and started to fall down and smacked her head on the mat. Astrid's speed and power was a rare sight, and Miranda felt both when she was quickly knocked down so hard that her entire chest felt deflated and she struggled to breathe. Her thoughts were focused on what she had to do, with her plan derailed and Astrid back on her she had to think really hard about her next move once she was back on her feet.

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Astrid would hardly have said it out loud, but when her arm slammed into Miranda's chest, it was a relief for her. In a sense, she was lucky, because if her opponent had decided to use some distance attack like a kick, then most likely the Golden Dragon would have been on the mat again and it's not a fact that this time she would have had enough stubbornness to break another pin.

However, she managed to shift the scales in her favor, because despite the fact that they both fell on the mat, the landing of the American woman was much tougher. And while the blonde was greedily gulping air, her rival was barely able to breathe.

When the descendant of the great Vikings got up on all fours, several large drops of sweat fell from her chin onto the mat. She felt like her muscles were covered with concrete. Damn. Who would have thought Miranda would exhaust her out so much? Astrid didn't expect an easy match, but this woman turned out to be much more serious opponent than she could have imagined.

And she knew that from that moment on, she had no right to make a mistake. Miranda had already put her on the edge of defeat twice. Astrid could only hope that during this time her rival had spent too much energy. Because if Miranda was still full of energy, then Astrid had fair doubts about whether she would be able to leave the arena with a victory today in her current state.

"Don't even dare to doubt!" She told herself mentally.

Right. This was no time for doubt. However, Astrid didn't want to try her luck anymore. Instead, she decided to act for sure. Therefore, she, staying on her knees, turned to her rival. The Golden Dragon intended to join her palms together and then raise them high above her head. She has already used this against one outstanding woman in order to deprive her of any opportunity to breathe.

It worked really well last time. And so the blonde was sure that this would cool Miranda's ardor enough in case of success. Putting maximum strength into her arms, Astrid was going to throw her joined palms down, right into the center of Miranda's bare stomach. And although this lightweight proved that she was capable of a lot, it is unlikely that she was able to withstand such a tough double axe handle strike!

[Fairy Dragon]

Exhaustion and pain ran through Miranda's body, she'd been putting herself through a lot to pull off all of her moves and Astrid still always came back and hit her with something that could knock her back down like it was nothing. She was unaware of the thoughts going through the Viking descendants mind and had her own doubts trying to defeat her before Astrid could. Miranda tried to focus on the damage she'd done to keep her spirits and ignore the pain and worry that got her too anxious to think, even with those thoughts in her mind she was struggling to get back up to her feet and was unable to find the room to move away when Astrid sat herself next to her. She knew that couldn't be good and could see the double axe handle coming down on her stomach to prove her right.

"Ouuggh!" Mira gasped. The axe handle was a heavy blow to take and Miranda's abs were not as strong as the last time she was hit like th at, not after Astrid blasted her with her elbow in the corner. Her abs were plowed while the rest of her jumped up in shock, Mira gasping for air the entire time while she was left to be flattened on the mat once again.