[Hell-Bound Train Match] Astrid Arvidsson (c) vs Piper Sherwood for the LAW World Openweight Championship

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When Astrid opened the door, she looked like an angry bull. Without stopping, the blonde continued to chase her rival, not immediately paying attention to the fact that this car was significantly different from the previous one. Something else was important to her now because with every step she took she was closing the distance between her and the contender. Two or three steps at most, and she'll be able to grab Paper!

But suddenly the American woman grabbed the pole, pushing off the floor at the same time. Demonstrating truly acrobatic abilities, she turned towards Astrid in the air, swinging her leg. The Golden Dragon tried to throw her hands up, but she didn't have enough time, as a result of which Paper's foot crashed into the left side of her head.

“Guuahh!!!”

Oh damn. Astrid knew well what a missed kick was. If she was one of the best boxers, then her best friend, Charlotte, was definitely the best when it comes to kicks. And now the champion felt the same way she felt every time she missed a kick from the martial arts master. A white flash flashed before her eyes, and the sound of bells rang in her ears.

Due to the force of this kick and the state of stun, Astrid's body tilted to the side and the Norwegian woman fell to her knees, while her upper body ended up on the nearest seat. And even after she blinked a few times, she couldn't come to her senses because at that moment she had terrible dizziness.

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Success! Honestly Piper had no idea if this would have worked or not but boy was she glad that it did. Sliding down to her feet on the pole Piper would lean against it with a smile as she admired her handiwork... Or rather her footwork if she was to be accurate. "Heh, its not often that you get brought to you're knees by a single kick is it champ?" Piper asked, venom practically oozing from that last work as she rolled her neck. "Well get used to it!" Piper roared, intending on making every use of this chance as she ran towards Astrid, leaping up as she approached... only to land on the seat Astrid was presently bent over as Piper turned around to face Astrid before throwing herself forward, grabbing Astrid's hips and using her knees to catch and hold onto Astrid's head as she leapt, aiming to pull the blonde woman up and forward as she fell, using her lower limbs to pull Astrid up and over and drive her head first into the mat with a Canadian destroyer!

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“Hmmm...” Astrid groaned painfully, trying to cope with her headache and dizziness.

Any experienced fighter knows that any punch is faster than any kick, but that any kick is more powerful than any punch. That's why every kick needs the right moment. Astrid doesn't use kicks that often, but she was very familiar with this principle thanks to her best friend, Charlotte. So there was no point in denying it, Piper had managed to catch the right moment.

It seems that the contender also understood this well, because as soon as Astrid fell on the seat, she immediately made a sarcastic comment, as if a minute ago she had not been lying on the floor in an almost unconscious state. The other blonde's words angered Astrid, and even though she was in pain, she put her palms on the seat in an attempt to get upright.

“Shut up!” She growled.

But the American woman definitely had other plans. Piper jumped onto the seat in front of Astrid, and then did a somersault. Even the strongest lightweight would have had big problems using one throw or another on the Golden Dragon, but with the help of a powerful impulse, Piper used Astrid's weight against her. The contender hooked the arms of the champion and the upper body of the descendant of the great Vikings leaned back so abruptly that she literally turned upside down. And then a wild rumble rang through the empty car.

“GAAAAHHHH!!!”

Astrid's head hit the floor with such force that her body literally jumped up before she collapsed face down again. The tiara fell from her head, and her body convulsed several times due to the fact that she had received a truly colossal amount of damage. Although she was able to stay conscious, at that moment she saw nothing but black spots and felt nothing but pain.

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Picking herself back up after landing the canadian destroyer Piper would look down on her handiwork with a wicked smile gracing her lips. It was a rare sight, someone like Piper having someone like Astrid on their back like this, but she was absolutely make the most of it as she walked towards the woman.

"Aw is that a boo boo Ms.Astrid? Want to me to kiss it and make it better? or better yet... kiss you goodnight?" Piper asked in a faux flirty tone that belied the wicked intention under neath as she bent down and grabbed Astrid's legs by the ankles, lifting them up and looking around before spotting exactly what she wanted. a small little table situation between two chairs. On the table though was a small black pot, aka a cauldron with smoke of some kind coming out as if brewing a potion. Another decoration meant for ambiance, but perfect for Piper to make use of as she dragged Astrid a couple of feet towards it.

Upon doing so Piper would turn to Astrid and bend down, grabbing the tops of the woman's outfit and lifting her up by it before Piper's hands shift to the back of Astrid's neck and hair, pulling her up from her back so that while she wasn't standing, her feet were on the floor, her body held a loft but at a almost right angle by Piper who loomed over her. "Pucker up..." Piper said ominously before bending down to kiss Astrid full on the lips before throwing herself back, pulling Astrid along with her to bring the woman slamming down face first into the cauldron and small table with her finisher, the High End!

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Astrid felt as if her head had split in half. Seeing nothing but darkness in front of her, she tried to open her eyes, but it turned out that her eyes were already open and that the darkness in front of her eyes was the result of the damage her head had received. Damn... she never had any prejudices about lightweights, but every time the fighters of this division found ways to surprise her. Piper was no exception. Speaking of the contender…

Clearly pleased with her success, she did not disdain to play in front of the cameras and mock the champion, who definitely needed a minute or even two to recover. Even when she grabbed the Golden Dragon by the ankles and dragged the descendant of the great Vikings somewhere to the side, Astrid could not put up any meaningful resistance.

“Damn... move... move...” she mentally told herself.

But even when Piper grabbed her upper body and lifted her off the floor, the champion's body remained limp. Her head still hadn't returned to normal, and so she just couldn't control her body. By the time Piper was done with the preparations, Astrid's eyesight had barely begun to return to normal. However, it was only enough to see the American woman's face moving closer to hers.

And then it turned out that Piper wasn't joking when she offered to kiss Astrid. Their lips touched. It was more than obvious that this was nothing more than a way to humiliate the champion. Mentally, the Golden Dragon felt disgusted, but physically... it was the first kiss in a very long time. She was supposed to have a date not too long ago, but it never happened. And, unfortunately, it never will. Before that, drunk Nerissa had kissed her in Las Vegas, but Astrid did not consider this kiss to be real. And before that... yes, her last kiss was with Kyoko... so it was hardly surprising that physically she liked it.

Perhaps it could be called a small consolation before what happened next. Leaning back, Paper sent Astrid's face straight into the cauldron on a small table. It was hard to tell what it was made of, but at least there was no boiling water, otherwise the Golden Dragon would clearly need emergency care. Although... it might still be necessary, because first Astrid's face crashed into the cauldron, and then into the wooden table. A thin layer of wood shattered into splinters, as a result of which Astrid found herself on the floor again, this time surrounded by fragments of the table and an incomprehensible liquid that was in the cauldron. After her opponent's finisher, she didn't even have the strength to groan because it was hard to tell if Astrid was conscious at all.