[Last Woman Standing Match] Astrid Arvidsson vs Diana Accera - For abs, booba and the Openweight Title (Apex Match)

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How much would an aspiring actor charge when forced to partake in their own 'stunts?' Stunts outright intended to harm them?

Those on the ramp were running through the clauses of their contracts internally as Astrid came down on them, with her mighty biceps rearing that kendo stick each time with enough force to nearly break said stick. Injuries would range from the members of the entourage being outright flattened by the sheer force of Astrid's strikes, to being caught if barely upon their arm as they scrambled for the exit. The most severe, needless to say, would be the 'mother' of the aggressor whom laid still upon the ramp with one arm behind her back.

Given her size said woman currently flat to her face would require help to rise even on the best days. Never mind when she had a leg wrapped up in a thick medical cast.

And certainly not after Astrid had driven her boot so hard into her waistline that it was a miracle nothing was broken!

Watching the chaos unfold from the safety of the ring with absolutely no intent to intervene she may note, Diana would take a single step away from the ropes in favor of standing with her hands to her thighs. Her reserves were far from refilled, but the time bought by the entourage had certainly allowed the Italian to recover some color in her cheeks. She even considered reaching for a microphone to throw another verbal goad at the soon-to-be approaching Astrid, with the blondes eardrums saved from another Accera yelling only by the fact that no microphone was to hand.

Though Diana wouldn't need one for her laughter to be heard, as Astrid took to hoisting the heaviest figure in the room upon her shoulder...

Shaking her head at how things had reached such a point, no amount of strength from Astrid was ever going to force the heavyset woman on her shoulders to land on Diana. The Italian simply had too much of her wits back about her to be caught out by such a human boulder being thrown towards her.

Though Diana wouldn't even be forced to take a single step to avoid Astrid's powerful throw, as to the enjoyment of both she and the masses, Astrid's thrown figure landed very short of the Italian's frame. Hell, she wouldn't even make it to the canvas at all.

No, the heavyset 'mother' of Astrid would be left tangled in the ropes in the most obscure of manners - after Astrid outright threw her into them!

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Yeah yeah. It was an absolutely hopeless attempt from the very beginning. However, if someone was ready to say that it wasn't spectacular, then that person should think again. Therefore, Astrid did not stop even after it became obvious that she could not throw such a piece of meat properly. Besides, the Golden Dragon has said more than once that she loves difficulties, right?

Although it was worth admitting that as a result of her efforts, everything turned out quite differently from what could have been expected. Many thought that the blonde would not be able to throw this woman into the ring at all. But still, the power of the descendant of the great Vikings was enough to bring her "mother" closer to the ropes. More precisely, this woman ended up literally entangled in the ropes.

"Damn it..." Astrid muttered, breathing heavily.

She even had to grit her teeth because of the pain in her arms. It was fair to say that she felt like she had just lifted a whole truck. She didn't care much about the fact that she couldn't throw that piece of meat directly at Diana. But still, she couldn't deny that she was at quite a disadvantage because of this failure.

Astrid had no doubt that Diana would not leave the ring voluntarily, which meant that the Golden Dragon had to get back there. So what was the problem? Diana had a high ground. And according to some sources, it was safe to say that this was a significant advantage that should not be underestimated, especially considering that there was a pack of metal chairs lying very close to Diana, kindly prepared by Astrid before the actors appeared in the arena.

The Golden Dragon looked at Diana. And it wasn't hard for her to notice the haughty expression on her rival's face. For Astrid, this match was like an emotional swing. As soon as she believed for at least a second that the brunette was not completely lost in her new image, Diana immediately destroyed all her hopes, opening up new boundaries of absurd.

Okay, no matter. In any case, Astrid couldn't afford to just stand outside the ring. So she took a deep breath and then took a step forward. Not having a large number of options, her plan was extremely simple. To roll under the bottom rope and get to her feet before she gets a blow from Diana, from which she will not be able to defend herself.

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Diana couldn't stop laughing at the odd sight before her, as 'Mrs Arvidsson' remained hung up in the ropes at an extremely awkward angle. One leg would be poised one way, whilst the other was poised the opposite. Try as she might to step in and save this being from her current predicament, the referees attempts would be for nought. She'd try to pull a wrapped limb out from the restraint Astrid had thrown her into, but it was no use. She'd need both time and assistance from an outside source if she was going to free he here and now. And she was running vastly low on the former, as Astrid opted to throw caution to the wind and outright roll back into the ring.

Laughter cut short, Diana straightened up the moment her blonde foe had even begun to move. With her own frame on the direct opposite of the ring, Astrid was right in expecting an immediate assault from the Italian. For why on earth would she wait, when Diana herself was still the one in agony?!

Kicking off her feet the moment Astrid's bosom was grazing across the canvas, Diana had timed her assault to land on her opponent the moment she had begun to rise. She'd opt for the simple yet effective, as she raised her right leg up with her knee poised - in an attempt to drive it straight into the abs of Astrid before she'd even be fully upright!

A 'kitchen-sink' strike would be the blondes greeting as Diana rushed in, with her arms already poised to catch herself against the ropes behind Astrid.

For had her knee found its mark without resistance, and had Astrid been sufficiently stunned, Diana would follow it up nigh instantly!

With her body turned as to have her rear pressed against Astrid's lap, with her arms coming up to catch the head of her foe above her shoulder - even forcing it there if Astrid had yet to straighten out. Before Diana kicked off her feet with both of them pushed out in front of her. As to bring her rear side down with Astrid's face following suite - for a cutter!

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Was it stupid? Well... maybe. At least with a certain degree of certainty, it could be said that in Astrid's place, Diana would have remained standing outside the ring. Like... why risk going up to the ring if you can just wait for your opponent to come down to you? As it was easy to guess, Astrid did not support this point of view, so she decided to act.

Aaaaand... that was a mistake. Of course, Astrid was expecting an attack from her rival. She tried to get to her feet as soon as possible in order to take a fighting stance. But, as expected, the advantage in the form of high ground played against the Golden Dragon. At the moment when she just started to get to her feet, Diana was already there. And the brunette hurried to send her knee straight to the descendant of the great Vikings' abs.

"GGUMHHH!!!" Astrid let out a strangled groan.

Absolutely involuntarily, the Golden Dragon leaned forward. It was more than a natural reaction as her muscles seemed to turn to stone. She couldn't take a normal breath and her body felt like it was chained. However, she could not lean forward much because she was between the former champion and the ropes. Yes, maybe in this situation she really should have stayed out of the ring.

Besides, Diana wasn't going to stop there. Having stunned the blonde, she again felt the taste of advantage. And perhaps it was hardly possible to find someone who would refuse to use it in Diana's place. In the blink of an eye, the Italian woman's arms wrapped around Astrid's head, and a second later, the weight of the former champion pulled the Golden Dragon down. There was only one word in her head at that moment.

"Shit."

Astrid's face slammed into the mat with such force that her body bounced for a second before she finally fell on her back. Covering her face with her hands, Astrid stomped on the mat several times because of the burning pain. She was barely able to hold back the painful groans. And although she had a great desire to jump to her feet and kick her opponent's ass, so far she had big problems in the form of pain and dizziness.

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Again Diana prepped herself for a showboating rise - this time even going further, with her legs up and out in front of her as she prepped for a kip up. The agony flaring in her rear side as she prepared to thrust her legs up and out however stopped her doing just that, as she instead used what momentum her legs had to simply sit up. Turning her head towards the woman she'd just spiked into the canvas, already Diana was hearing the calls of the referee as she began to once again count the blonde. She knew for a fact that this would not be enough to put Astrid out, which was why she was already rather literally waving off the referees attempts to do her job. Whilst she herself rose, with further plans in mind for how to finally put the blonde out of it.

Stepping in to grab at her foes golden locks, with the referee stepping back into a safer space, Diana was pulling at Astrid as to force her foe to rise with her front faced away from her. Doing so felt the obvious thing to do - given Astrid would have a harder time fighting a woman she wasn't facing - but even more so with the next move of Diana's in mind. One that she opted for not only to work towards putting Astrid out of it, but to remind the masses that the blonde she now held in her arms was not the only one here in possession of monstrous power!

For Diana would latch her hands to Astrid's shoulders as her bustier foe faced away from her, before raising a knee into her spine!

Doing so purely to weaken Astrid all the more for what was to come, Diana would follow up with that opposing leg of hers, as if she was practically looking to cave Astrid's spine in!

For had her strikes bared fruit and done their job in stumbling Astrid all the more, Diana would commit to the powerful motion she had intended in bringing Astrid to her feet. As one arm switched for a brief choke around Astrid's neck, Diana's other arm would go low around the thick thigh of her heavier foe. Before with a grunt, she'd look to straighten up with Astrid in tow - to heave the busty powerhouse right over her shoulders with Astrid's front facing the sky!

As to begin wrenching and cracking her back, ala torture rack!

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Astrid was in no hurry to get to her feet. And she had a reason for it. It was as if her face was doused with gasoline, and then a match was thrown. Even through the tears and mist in her eyes, she noticed fresh blood on her palms. And although her nose wasn't broken yet, these sensations were still far from pleasant.

To start counting every time someone is in a supine position was too much even for the most responsible referee. However, this was not the situation now. The striped shirt understood that the Golden Dragon was in no condition to move right now, so she decided to give her some motivation.

However, as soon as the referee extended her index finger, Diana pointedly interrupted her. Astrid hissed painfully when the Italian woman grabbed her by the hair. She immediately grabbed Diana's wrists in an attempt to loosen her grip, but it was a futile attempt because at that moment Astrid had extremely poor control of her body.

The Norwegian woman tried to take deep breaths, realizing that now the best she could count on was just to catch the right moment for a counterattack. And Diana seemed to understand that. Completely disappearing from Astrid's field of vision, the brunette found herself behind the Golden Dragon, clutching her shoulders with a death grip.

And as soon as the question of what exactly her opponent was up to appeared in the blonde's mind, the knee of the former champion crashed into her spine. Astrid had never doubted the strength of her rival, since Diana's body, like her own, consisted mainly of muscles. But this knee strike was so powerful that for a moment she thought her spine had cracked.

"AAAAHHHH!!!!" She screamed heart-rendingly.

Astrid involuntarily arched her back, but Diana's grip quickly returned her to her original position. And it wasn't hard to guess why. Another knee slammed into the Golden Dragon's spine. Astrid's eyes were ready to pop out of their sockets at that moment.

"GGUUUAHHHH!!!"

Astrid's legs trembled, she was ready to fall. However, Diana wouldn't let her. Instead, one of the brunette's arms wrapped around her neck while the other arm wrapped around her hip. When the shoulders of the former champion pressed against her back, Astrid realized what was waiting for her. She also used this hold several times. The Golden Dragon involuntarily held her breath. Given Diana's strength, she knew that now she was in for a real torture.

As soon as Diana straightened up, putting Astrid on her shoulders, she immediately began to bend the blonde's body into a bagel. The audience shouted so loudly that it seemed that the whole arena was one single source of noise. And although there were those who support Astrid to get rid of the hold, it could not be denied that Diana received her portion of support due to the fact that she literally was breaking the Golden Dragon in one of the most sophisticated ways before their eyes.

"AAAHHHH!!! AAAHHHH!!! AHHHH!!!!"

Even though Astrid was able to resist the pain to some extent, she couldn't hold back the painful groans. She grabbed Diana's hand on her neck with both hands. Tears were streaming from her eyes. It was the first time she was in this hold in the LAW ring. And the only thing she wanted right now was it all to end.

It should not be forgotten that in this match she could not submit. And only an idiot would think that she would beg Diana to let her go. Therefore she had only two options. Either to lose consciousness because of the pain that was coming like an inescapable tide. Or to start resisting. Wanna guess which option she chose?

With tears in her eyes, the Golden Dragon clenched her left fist and moved her arm to the side as much as possible. And then she aimed an elbow strike straight at the back of Diana's head. Considering that she wanted to die of pain at that moment, she spared no effort. When the beast is cornered, they fight with amazing ferocity. The Golden Dragon intended to send another elbow strike to the back of Diana's head. Then another one. And one more if needed!

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Even on her best day, Diana would come vastly short in any effort she made to apply the torture rack to the same degree as if Astrid was the one in control. The rack was one of the submission moves within the world of wrestling that relied purely on strength. So needless to say Diana would forever come up short with her own version of the hold if marginally. Though said fact didn’t take away from Diana’s torture rack. No, quite the contrary. If anything, it made the Italian want to commit herself all the more to the task of bending Astrid into as tight a shape as possible - as if to say she could indeed apply this hold in superior fashion!

All the while pleasing the crowd, as Astrid’s huge bosom and rock hard abs were pointed high into the sky as if they were Diana’s trophy to parade!

With her intent to break Astrid clean in two growing as the sweat poured off them both, Diana made up for her lesser strength with a more lively motion on her end. Astrid no doubt would have been able to force Diana’s legs and neck to touch one another through pure might alone, but Diana looked to do the same by violently bouncing the blonde atop of her shoulders - with a deep squat performed every second or so to further accentuate the agony Diana had brought upon Astrid’s rear side. Agony that was already ideally notable, thanks to Diana’s hard knees that served as a precursor to the move!

Feeling as though she was Atlas holding the world itself up, Diana would even begin to raise her leg up and out in front of her in favor of squatting Astrid deeper and deeper into the rack. Parading the woman would do little to agonize Astrid anymore than she was already being, but a strong pace around the ring would serve to boost Diana’s ego and pride all the more. As if this very task was child’s play to her - and as if she was finally about to put Astrid out to pasture!

Though needless to say, Diana’s raised leg would come down back to her side with a heavy wobble to her frame. For rather than play the part of the raised trophy, Astrid looked to brutalize Diana’s top half with those sharp strikes of hers! Strikes embolden by the pain she was no doubt experiencing, as Astrid damn near looked to cut the Italian with her motions!

It was perhaps the brutal realization, that on the extremely off-chance that she were in fact to be brought to a submission by the torturous hold applied upon her frame, that Astrid would find no release at the hands of the Italian holding her frame which provided the held blonde with all the more might to her strikes. For whilst Diana had somewhat managed to mitigate the blows driven into her by the blonde earlier, there was no denying her might here and now!

Even the attempt to turn the torture rack into a slam or falling neck breaker would be in vain - for such was Diana’s desperation in escaping these horrific strikes! She didn’t care if Astrid was brought down to earth in as painful a manner as possible - so long as she could no longer drive those elbows clean into her! So needless to say, Diana opted to roll her foe up and off her shoulders as opposed to adjusting her grip to bring her down all the harder, to let her hit the canvas behind her. Whilst she herself paced forward, with both hands raised to soothe where Astrid had struck her!

Even those in the nosebleeds could hear the imagined groans and moans as Diana rubbed her top half down!

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Torture was too soft a word. Yes, perhaps in pure physical strength Diana was a step or two behind Astrid. However, the former champion fully compensated for this difference by other methods. She skillfully used squats to repeatedly increase the pressure on the Golden Dragon's spine. And every time she bent and unbent her knees, it seemed to the descendant of the great Vikings that she heard a crunch.

The audience clearly enjoyed the spectacle presented to them by the Italian woman. Despite the fact that Astrid never hid her best body parts, now everyone could see them without any problems. In a way, this created a very funny, but at the same time sad contrast. While the audience was enjoying, Astrid was experiencing wild suffering.

Having no passion for masochism, the Norwegian woman intended to force Diana to let her go. The pain gave her strength and she used it to split the brunette's head. And although Astrid was not usually in the habit of enjoying violence, she felt something warm in her soul at the moment when her elbow crashed into the back of Diana's head.

The Golden Dragon felt that immediately after that her opponent's grip loosened slightly, but she also realized that for the brunette this would be a clear signal to try to turn the hold into a throw or something. No, Astrid wasn't going to let her do that. Another strike. And another one. And one more. She could have doubts about many things, but she had no doubt that Diana would not be able to withstand such pain in her head.

This was confirmed when the former champion's arms relaxed and Astrid slipped off her shoulders. The blonde fell on all fours and immediately put her right hand on her back. Tears of pain were still streaming down her bloody face. At that moment, they were both not in the best condition.

Astrid was convinced of this by slightly raising her head and noticing that Diana was standing right in front of her, clutching her nape. What did the Golden Dragon want at that moment? She wanted to pounce on the brunette and cause her the same pain as she caused her, and maybe even add a little more on top. So what was stopping her? Damn pain in the spine. As soon as the Norwegian woman even thought about any sudden movement, her mind immediately went into lockdown mode.

"Get up, you little worthless flea!" She told herself in her head.

It made her angry. It angered her even more than anything Diana had done since they met. Astrid was angry with herself because of her own weakness. The pain seemed to forbid her to use her body. And Astrid hated when she was forbidden something. The nostrils of the descendant of the great Vikings began to expand with every breath, and a red hue seemed to appear in her beautiful lavender eyes.

"GRRRRR!!!!" She growled through clenched teeth like a wild beast.

Only anger at oneself can be stronger than anger at someone. And now this anger has seized Astrid. Without restraining her emotions, she punched the mat several times and along with that, sparks seemed to fly out of her nostrils, shrouded in smoke. Looking at Diana again, she realized one simple thing. The desire to knock this woman down was stronger than any pain.

Pushing off with from the mat, the Golden Dragon intended to get to her feet. Her eyes widened and there everyone could see how painful this sudden movement was for her. However, she didn't stop. Literally with one step, she closed the distance between them and threw her hands to the head of the former champion.

In a sense, the brunette slightly simplified her task because Diana was covering her nape with her hands and in fact her hands were already where Astrid wanted them to be. Therefore, if her opponent did not have time to react in time, then the Golden Dragon could only slip her hand under Diana's arms, and then join her palms on the back of her rival's head, thereby closing the Italian woman in a full Nelson hold.

Was she intended to use it as a submission hold? It was the most naive assumption possible. No, Astrid wouldn't use something so simple. Instead, she intended to put her right leg in front of Diana's left leg, and then sharply jerk forward and down. Gravity would have done the rest of the work for her, because she intended to cause the bells to ring in the former champion's head with the help of a full Nelson facebuster. But why was Astrid sure that it would definitely be heavy enough? Well, she had a reason for that. And this reason was that she was going to direct Diana's face not into the mat, but directly into a pile of metal chairs that she threw into the ring before the actors appeared in the arena.

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Diana had no confidence that Astrid would stay down for the count - certainly not for a whole ten seconds. She was however confident in her torture rack, despite how early it was released, in weakening Astrid to the point where she wouldn’t have been able to rise quickly.

She was wrong, of course.

With her rear side mostly to Astrid, Diana had every intent to turn and lock her gaze on an opponent she was confident would not have risen past a single knee. She didn’t think she was foolish with the fact she had taken her gaze off of Astrid, for she had every intention of locking it back on the blonde. Just after a moment of consolidation - one spent with her hands massaging her upper back!

Powerful stomps heard behind her would be offset by both the referee's casual pacings and the roaring crowd. Diana could hear Astrid’s furious pacing, but she wouldn’t be able to pick it out amongst the mass of noise in the arena. For the roar of the crowd was to escalate all the more, as not a moment after being freed of the torture rack, Astrid seemed intent on locking Diana in her own powerful submission.

One that would serve to weaken Diana in the most direst of ways, for a lengthy and powerfully applied Full Nelson hold would both take the edge off of Diana’s punches alongside the force from her slams.

It would be hard for Diana to do either with her biceps being near stretched out of their sockets.

Though, Astrid made it apparent she wasn't interested in meeting tit for tat, no. She had no desire to yet lock the Italian in a brutal submission hold as she had her a second ago. She wanted something resounding - with a hell of a thud at the end of it.

And damn if she got it.

For Diana’s response to being restrained by Astrid only helped serve her frame up all the more on a platter for the blonde powerhouse. The flexing of biceps and the wigglings of her torso in an effort to escape what she felt would be a lengthy submission hold only made Diana all the easier to direct forward. Had she simply stood and endured, she might have seen what was coming her way.

With the swinging of Astrid’s leg being the nail in her coffin, Diana could but yell as she was suddenly forced forward. Falling forward against the canvas would be bad enough, but Astrid was making sure that she'd be coming downwards with speed. And not upon the canvas at all.

But a lovely pile of metal chairs - one that greeted her as you'd expect, with a nice mix of rough edges and steel flats pinging off the Italian's skull.

In a motion that left her near enough dead where she landed...

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Hardly anyone fully understood the range of emotions Astrid was experiencing at that moment. Despite the fact that the Norwegian woman was used to the fact that her body was constantly subjected to incredibly difficult trials, now her mind had a much greater impact on her. She was tired. Not so much physically, but mentally. It was like a very long joke. And if you laugh at first, then over time you get bored of it. Astrid felt about this in relation to her rival.

And when someone feels anger and tiredness at the same time, it can hardly end well. The Golden Dragon had the opportunity to try to close Diana in a submission hold. And judging by the fact that the Italian woman immediately began to twitch from side to side, she was sure that this was what was waiting for her. But no. At that moment, Astrid didn't want to waste time. At that moment, Astrid wanted to inflict a large amount of pain on Diana with just one move.

Diana's scream during the fall for the blonde was like sweet honey. But even sweeter for Astrid was the second when her rival's head crashed into a mountain of metal chairs. Louder than the screeching of metal were only the screams of the audience, who enjoyed the spectacle that these women arranged for them.

"Pf... pf... pf..."

Astrid rolled onto her back, gasping for air. Despite the fact that rage had given her the strength to break free from Diana's grip and attack, fatigue had now fully returned to her. This time not mental, but physical. The Golden Dragon's body was covered with bruises. No one should not forget that despite everything, but this match was still damn tough. Oh, yeah, speaking of which.

Gritting her teeth, the Norwegian woman got up first on all fours, and then on one knee. She had to take a few more deep breaths as white spots began to appear and disappear in front of her eyes. She had no problem figuring out what that meant. Her body began to approach the limit. Soon everything will be over regardless of anything.

However, the Golden Dragon was not going to break the word she had given to Diana. She was still determined to beat the shit out of the brunette's head. However, now the descendant of the great Vikings had slightly different plans. Given that Diana was lying completely still, she could have just let the referee start counting. But…

Astrid intended to grab her opponent by the ankles and pull her off the chairs on which she was so comfortably located. And as soon as Diana was on the flat surface of the mat, the Golden Dragon would immediately put her feet on the hips of the Italian woman. Slowly, but surely, the noise in the hall began to increase. Yes, Astrid has used it only once, but still some viewers have already understood what she intends to do.

She was going to fix Diana's feet behind her knees and then grab the brunette's wrists. Now her intentions have become much clearer. Diana was a little mistaken. In fact, Astrid fully supported this principle. An eye for an eye. A tooth for a tooth. And evil for evil. Leaning back, the Golden Dragon intended to lie on her back, simultaneously straining her arms and legs in order to lift Diana into the air. And then she intended to do everything possible to fill not only the back, but also the arms and legs of her rival with agony! Astrid really had superior pure physical strength than Diana and now she was going to remind about it through this Mexican surfboard hold or, as they also called it, the romero special hold!!!