Isa "The Angel of Ice" vs Sammi Defoe

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Double or Nothing Tourney Winner's Bracket - Round 2!
Victory to be awarded via Pinfall, Submission, Knockout, Disqualification, or Ring Out (going over the top rope with both feet hitting the floor). The winner of the match will advance to the next round. The loser of the match will compete in the loser's bracket.

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Entrance Theme

Sammi Defoe

An odd mix of hope and tension filled the arena as Sammi Defoe's theme song started up. The commentators remarked on how many fans cheered hopefully as Sammi danced her way across the entrance stage at the top of the ramp. The perky pinkette smiled and waved as she flourished and posed and ran her fingertips down her side to accentuate the curves of her petite form! She smiled and waved as she made her way down the entrance ramp.

The commentators would continue to explain what was on everyone's mind here. Sammi managed to make it past established LAW superstar Alice Gaster, in what could only be described as a fluke ring-out victory! Something that could only happen in a tournament like Double or Nothing!

Now here, in round 2, as Sammi climbed the steel steps and made her way through the doors and into the ring, as she hooked a leg over the middle rope and shimmied her shoulders to continue dancing for the crowd, she wore an uneasy smile on her face. The clear question on her mind and everyone else's was "can she do it again?". Two major tourney match upsets in a row would have to be LAW History! Though the crowd was into her and she was easy to get behind, would Sammi be able to keep the momentum from the biggest and only win her in LAW career?! Against the strong, the cool and collected, Angel of Ice, no less?!

As Sammi's music faded out and Isa's music faded in, people could only speculate how an underdog like Sammi could measure up against Isa and against her everyone else! Was Sammi shaping up to be a dark horse in the DoN? Or would the Ice Angel cement her own legacy in this tournament by carving a path right through Sammi, just as Defoe was finally managing to pick up some steam?!

A nervous bead of sweat trickled down the lightweight's face as Sammi looked towards the entrance ramp. She was very clearly putting on a brave face in the wake of seeing the woman she would have to get past if she wanted to stay in the winner's bracket!
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Isa was nervous. Possibly the most nervous that she had ever been so far prior to an appearance inside the LAW ring.

On paper, Isa should have felt anything but nervous. She should have felt confident, determined, and excited, if not outright thrilled. Why? Because tonight was obviously a huge opportunity for her! Tonight marked her start in the Double or Nothing tournament - a great opportunity to get to showcase her skills, and what she could do against multiple other wrestlers within LAW's ranks! Her opponents weren't confined to only strong, brutal heavyweight ones, and she had been deemed worthy of - if not just lucky - to start off the tournament straight from the second round already! And her opponent of the night? She was a lightweight, tiny compared to Isa, an inexperienced Young Lioness with less than desirable record, and should have been no challenge for the Angel of Ice to swiftly sweep through to progress within the winner's bracket of the tournament... Right?

So, why was she nervous then? Well, in short, this was wrestling. This was LAW. And in LAW, anything could happen. What seemed logical on paper often meant nothing in practice. Heck, even her opponent had already progressed through the first round by defeating a championship contender, Alice Gaster, seemingly against all odds... Many said it had been just a fluke... But what if her victory hadn't been just a fluke? What if this up-and-coming Young Lioness was actually the real deal? And especially when reflecting on her hard luck within the heavyweight league, and all the match scenarios that the management had put the blonde in where she had clearly held the disadvantage... Had she been set up as some heavyweight that a new lightweight star could show off her prowess inside the ring against? Especially considering her opponent's... Relations? Even if the nature of those relations did appear a bit questionable... But frankly, the thought of getting defeated and humiliated by some tiny lightweight Young Lioness in her opening round of this tournament was something that the Angel of Ice just couldn't stomach... Something like that happening would surely end up endangering her whole career!

At least Isa had the advantage of getting to observe her opponent's entrance before making her own appearance this time. She always valued a rather methodical and educated approach if possible, and getting the chance to already to assess Sammi's behavior before facing her in the ring was something that did calm her nerves down indeed. What did not particularly do so though was the rather cheerful and carefree way with which Sammi was making her way into the ring, how the crowds seemed to be loving her, and how her relatively curvy and strong-looking body appeared very appropriate for a wrestler, even if Isa was aware of Sammi's size on paper.

The Icelander didn't have much time to get absorbed in her thoughts any longer though before a stagehand prompted her to start making her way down the ramp. Only then did Isa also realize that a camera crew had been positioned behind her back, recording her immersion in her thoughts and observing Sammi's entrance... It was a slightly awkward realization again, but one she could not reflect upon, before it was time to adopt a graceful stance and face, and start heading towards the ring.

Isa - The Angel Of Ice:

Entrance theme:

Taking determined steps down the ramp, Isa had a subtle, polite smile on her face as she gave a couple of graceful waves for the crowds. Having decided to wear also her blue cape for her entrance this time, the Angel of Ice had figured that it might give herself a bit grander appearance ahead of this important match, and boost her confidence a bit as well - and funnily enough, it seemed to work. Getting up to and stepping into the ring without any hesitation, the blonde Icelander slid in graciously between the ropes, and proceeded to perform her usual procedure of getting up on the ropes at each side of the ring, and making sure to greet all of the crowds with a polite smile. Then, she proceeded to her corner to remove her cape in preparation for the match, and nailed her sights on Sammi.

Usually, Isa would have probably been one to go meeting her opponent in the middle, at least for shaking of hands, if not for exchanging some words as well. But tonight, it would have felt somehow out of place. Tonight, she had to be 100% focused. She had to take this dead serious. Tonight, she could not afford to be nice.

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Isa had always had a strong presence about her. Not necessarily intimidating or aggressive, but her presence in the arena and in the ring was felt by everyone who laid eyes on her. The Icelander carried herself with grace and poise. Her theme song and her attire gave her a grandiose, almost regal aura. But the moments leading up to her entrance with the cameras trained on her as she prepared herself mentally and emotionally may have tipped her hand slightly!

A starry-eyed Sammi looked on as Isa made her way down to the ring with a slight smile and a few waves to the crowd. When the statuesque heavyweight made her way into the ring, the size difference was already quite apparent! Even without both ladies standing next to each other, the visuals of little Sammi in her corner with her head well beneath the top turnbuckles juxtaposed with Isa across the ring from her, who stood more than just a couple of heads higher by comparison, was quite the sight! And yet even with that, somehow the feeling in the arena wasn't that this match would be as one-sided as it might appear! The commentators at the announce table at ringside and the announcements being made before the bell clued fans in!

As Sammi stretched in her corner and as Isa discarded her cape, the commentators went over the fact that Isa's track record as of late was less than stellar, whereas Sammi was coming off the biggest win of her fledgling wrestling career! Perhaps the single biggest upset in this entire tournament event! A victory over a championship contender in Alice Gaster! A woman most would favor when stacked up against Sammi or Isa or just about anyone in the Double or Nothing Tournament!

Moreover, Sammi Defoe didn't seem fazed or daunted! By now, she had in-ring counters with the likes of Alice Gaster, Vera Sapphire, and even Alizeh Midori! Despite being a Young Lioness and despite not having Isa's wrestling experience, some might argue that Sammi had more big match experience than Isa! This was her second tournament after competing in The Queen of The Ring Tourney, after all! Was all that experience in events and against high-profile opponent about to carry her to a decisive win?! With Defoe looking quite carefree and quite perky, with her coming into this match with a massive crush of momentum, with Isa arguably having more to lose in this match by being propelled further into her downward spiral if she were to lose tonight, there was arguably a case that the Icelander may very well serve as a stepping stone in what could be one of the fastest meteoric rises of a new talent in LAW's history!

"Hmmm..." Sammi brought her ankle down from the middle rope and ceased her stretching routine.

The bell had yet to ring but her eyes met Isa's own. The perky pinkette thought to herself for a moment. She placed her hands on her hips and tapped her foot briefly before taking a step forward to meet Isa across the ring!

"Hey!" Sammi approached Isa and looked up. The height difference was tangible, yet somehow it didn't seem to make Sammi's smile waver even one bit!

"I've seen some of your matches, but I don't know if you've seen mine. You usually like to shake hands, right? Before the bell?" Defoe extended her right hand for a sportsmanlike, pre-match handshake. It didn't seem to bother her that she might have needed to meet Isa in Isa's own corner.

"I saw you on camera before your entrance. Try not to worry, okay? I'm pretty nervous, myself! I know you're strong! Super strong! But please don't hold anything back against me, Isa!" Sammi bent her arms at the elbow. She had an eager expression about her!

"Wrestling is supposed to be fun, you know?! I wanna have fun and I wanna do well not because my opponent psyched themselves out of because I got lucky, but because I know I can do it! And you can too!" Defoe finished with a wink. Regardless of Isa's response, the lightweight Lioness would walk off and head back to her corner, flashing a finger fun gesture as she did and shuffling her feet against the canvas as she hummed a tune. Sammi had no idea if her little pep talk worked, but her words certainly earned her even more cheers and approval from the fans all over the arena!

Sammi would return to her corner and signal to the referee that she was good to go! Isa confirmed on her end, the bell would ring and Defoe would emerge from her corner to a hopefully reinvigorated Angel of Ice! And Sammi hoped to meet that Angel by reaching up.....realizing she was too short to go for a Side Headlock..... the moment reminded the officials and the fans that despite her statement win, Sammi was still a Young Lioness and still learning the ropes! The crowd would chuckle a bit. If Isa didn't punish Defoe's failed attempts at grappling, Sammi would shift gears!

"Ah. Right. You're like, nearly a whole foot taller than me.....okay! Plan B!" Defoe would dash towards the rope and bounce off of them to pick up speed on her way back to Isa to try and rattle the Icelander by leaping off the mat to attempt a Running Shoulder Tackle!

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Isa had already done a pretty good job with building focus, nailing her sight on her opponent and calming herself down... And then the commentators had to bring up her record. Sure, she had been in a rather unlucky streak as of lately, with some matches having clearly been set up against her too... But they wouldn't have needed to bring that up now! Especially when paired with that unabashed admiration towards her tiny opponent's first-round accomplishments... Gosh!

The Angel of Ice was already getting irritated, and the comments on this being only her first big tournament in LAW compared to Sammi's second certainly didn't help. On paper, she could have found confidence in the fact that she was supposed to be having the upper hand in this encounter... At least based on her physique compared to her opponent's. But right now it was feeling like as if the commentators were trying to actively frame her as the underdog, as someone who could easily crumble in the face of Sammi... And while it was getting increasingly irritating, Isa's doubts over her own capabilities managed to slowly start raising their nasty heads again!

Her opponent seemed to exhale confidence instead. She decided to fearlessly approach the center of the ring to meet her opponent... And despite Isa's irritation, she wasn't certainly one to turn down such an offer. Just a bit slowly though, so that she couldn't quite get all the way to the middle to meet her foe... The smaller competitor also began addressing her and offered her hand for a shake, which the taller blonde naturally accepted in very sportsmanlike fashion. "Yes, thank you..." the Icelander politely replied to Defoe's initial words, while in her thoughts, those words had already meant something completely else. So she knew that she liked to shake hands? It meant that Sammi had studied her. Something that Isa, embarrassingly, had to admit she had not really done of her opponent... And frankly, without a good reason as well. Sure, she had briefly caught up with how Sammi's first match in this Double or Nothing -tournament had turned out... But why hadn't she studied her more? How dumb of her!

She didn't have time to ruminate much on that though, before Sammi pointed out the blonde being a bit nervous. Now that was quite humiliating! Isa couldn't prevent a hint of red getting raised on her cheeks... She didn't want anyone to recognize any hesitance, doubt or nervousness inside her - and much less her opponent herself! Especially with the way she seemed to be almost calming her down... How embarrassing that Sammi thought Isa needed that! And with all those requests to not go easy on her... Inside, the Angel of Ice was rather quickly fuming!

"Oh, I'm..." the Angel of Ice initially tried to begin commenting on Sammi's takes and words, but the pinkette was already continuing on with her rather perky rant before the blonde had any chance to cut her off. And unfortunately, her words just kept on going into an increasingly annoying direction. Seriously, the lightweight Lioness felt like she was in a position to try calm Isa down? Like the blonde was the one who needed prepping up here? And outright assuming that Isa must had been scared, or nervous about fighting her?!?

That couldn't stand. Regardless of whether there were any seeds of truth in Sammi's words or not, Isa had to make sure to kill them off.

Due to her internal fuming, Isa had to take a moment to carefully think through the words she was going to let escape her lips. And by the time that process was complete, the tiny Defoe had already headed back to her corner. The Angel of Ice simply observed the steps she was taking, with an unmistakeably sinister look on her face... One that hadn't really been seen in LAW before. Was this the sourest that LAW crowds had ever seen her?
Perhaps. But really, they hadn't seen anything yet. They were soon going to though, as the confident Young Lioness was signaling the ref to get the match going, with Isa simply subtly nodding in response. The bell promptly rang, and Sammi was quickly closing in seemingly for a grapple.

That suited Isa just fine. She was actually curious to see by now, what exactly was this lightweight girl going to be capable of... And based on her first attempt, not much. The blonde wasn't actually even quite sure what the pinkette had planned in her mind, but it was obvious that whatever it was, she soon realized it wouldn't be working out at all, something that was even noted by the amused crowds too. In any case, she didn't waste time before opting for Plan B.

This time, Isa was a bit more impressed. And she wasn't exactly unhappy with Defoe's recognition of the height difference between them either... She could see Sammi charging at her with quite some speed, and attempting a Running Shoulder Tackle! But even if her attack seemed much more effective, the heavyweight blonde also had plenty of time to prepare herself for the impact. Isa stiffened up her stance, strained her muscles, and... Managed to absorb the impact beautifully! While the tackle's impact was visible, the statesque blonde remained sternly on her feet... And ended up planting her knee against Sammi's belly, shoving and pushing her off backwards further away from her again with her leg!

This was actually turning out to be the perfect way to get Isa's confidence strengthening again. "Still think that I'm the one who should be nervous?" the blonde dryly asked with some rather uncharacteristic malice mixed in with her otherwise graceful tone, while she adopted an even mightier stance again by placing her hands on her hips... Almost as if challenging Sammi to try her luck again!

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The stage had been set! The tensions were brewing! Brewing everywhere around the arena with concern over the state of The Angel of Ice! And notably, a complete lack of tension radiating from the little lioness that could! Somehow, some way, Sammi came into this match with vibes that made her feel like the favorite in this matchup! Her smile never wavered! Even in the face of the massive size and experience difference between them! What's more, fans all over cheered Defoe! They cheered her over Isa! And for all those reasons combined, perhaps for the first time in her LAW career, Isa put something of an unprovoked mean streak into her massive counter to Sammi's Tackle!

"ACK!" The lightweight pinkette yelped when Isa rammed her knee right into Sammi's flat, yet toned stomach!

The crowd let out a concerned gasp when Isa struck! The sudden knee lift was followed promptly by a harsh shove! The way Isa absorbed the impact of Sammi's move before returning fire with a huge strike of her own spoke volumes! There was no feeling out process! There was no love for the sport or her opponent in that one! There was only the skill and indomitable will to tank what Sammi could throw at her and the powerful authority of a woman who had something to prove - that Sammi had no business having any kind of chip on her shoulder going into this huge match with the Icelander!

"Urgh! Ow!" Isa's shove sent Sammi tumbling backwards! If the difference in size wasn't obvious enough already, the difference in power here made it all too clear!

The little lioness was sent hurtling back across the canvas, tumbling multiple times until she ended up in a seated position with her back against the bottom rope and one arm hooked over it! The cameras focused on the now much more confident Isa as she smiled and asked her rhetorical question! It was as if Isa was posing her question not just to Sammi, but to the fans in the arena and around the world! Was that a hint of malice in her tone and her body language?!

The big, strong blonde effortlessly shrugged off Sammi! The crowd was abuzz with sounds and comments of concern! Sammi had made it past Alice Gaster to earn a shot at Isa! To earn a shot at advancing to round 3! Most any LAW wrestler in her shoes would be on edge right now! But after hanging her head for just a moment, the perky pinkette raised her gaze and blew a big puff of pink hair away from her eye to reveal a gleam of determination!

"No way! I should be the nervous one! And yet....!" An excited smile flashed across Sammi's face! She reached up to grab hold of the middle rope and she quickly tugged on it to pull herself up! Sammi standing at her full height and only coming up to about Isa's lower chest revealed the sweat and the light red bruise that was forming where she had just taken that picture-perfect knee to the gut! And yet somehow, Defoe didn't seem deterred at all! She seemed excited!

"I'm AMPED!" Defoe balled her fists before breaking out into another run! Seeing her bounce back so quickly like this got the crowd to quickly rally behind her again!

Perhaps Sammi's excitement would be taken as underestimating her opponent. Maybe even perceived disrespect. But Sammi knew her place well! She had gotten comfortable being the underdog in her matches because she knew that as long as she kept trying and kept improving, she would get better! She would eventually overcome the many walls and hurdles she would encounter in her career as a wrestler! And right now, her current wall was The Angel of Ice! A woman that right now, in the second round of Double or Nothing, most people thought Sammi might actually beat!

Defoe once again picked up speed, running even faster than she did the first time, despite being floored just seconds ago! Sammi ran for the ropes adjacent to her side of the ring rather than across the ring to go past Isa! Despite lacking experience, Sammi could get inventive when she felt her back against the wall! She rebounded off these ropes and then ran for her opponent! Sammi would look to try and duck under any errant strike or grab from the intimidating, statuesque blonde! If she succeeded, the Lioness would once again run across the ring and rebound off the ropes to come at Isa with much more than a full head of steam! Sammi would build up speed on par with some of the great high flyers and nimble competitors in the company! If she got her way, Sammi's determined smile and perky energy would carry her into would could be a highly forceful and impactful Running Crossbody aimed at Isa's upper chest and torso! Sammi wasn't kidding when she asked Isa not to hold back! Because she didn't plan to hold anything back, herself with this move! She went in full tilt to try and put a dent in the stoic Ice Queen, even as Isa was finding new confidence in herself!

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On paper, this might have been a really stupid move.

Granted, if one were to believe their eyes, Isa shouldn't have had a worry in the world here. She was towering compared to Sammi. Sammi was admittedly toned, but her body and muscle mass surely wasn't anything compared to the blonde, statesque heavyweight. Isa's thighs looked thicker than Sammi's head - well, minus the hair. The blonde was a veteran compared to the mere Young Lioness Sammi. And most importantly, how little impression the relative rookie's running shoulder tackle had done on her blonde opponent must had been telling.

But still. Despite all of Isa's seeming and apparent prowess, she had gotten rather unlucky lately. The LAW audience had gotten used to seeing her eventually crumbling. And they had just witnessed Sammi scoring the biggest win of her career. The lightweight pinkette held the fighting spirit here - and much to Isa's dismay, clearly a considerable share of the crowds' support too. Many actually believed that she could defeat her bigger, stronger opponent... And if they were asked, Isa would have run a considerable risk of her confident, mighty, challenging stance inviting a further attack from her smaller opponent backfiring on her! Simply put, a really stupid move!

Even if many in the crowds might have been growing more insecure for her, Isa herself was growing increasingly confident though. How easy it had felt to absorb the impact of Sammi's Running Shoulder Tackle felt very promising, and how badly the simple shove with her knee had sent the smaller girl tumbling, even all the way to the ropes, served only as further confirmation that her growing confidence was in fact justified. There must have been no way, no way that she could allow this lightweight challenger to somehow get the best of her!

Granted, Isa could feel a hint of guilt inside her as she watched poor Sammi forced to get seated and partly draped against the ropes on the other side of the ring. Perhaps she had delivered an unnecessarily strong blow. Or perhaps she shouldn't have appeared this smug. Or perhaps she shouldn't have asked what she had just decided to ask...

But no. Even when those words came out of her mouth, she knew this was right. She needed to present herself dominant against Sammi. She needed to give her no chances!

Besides, Sammi still seemed upbeat and stubborn enough. Instead of getting thrown off by Isa's move at all, or to display any degree of hesitance, doubt, or humility, the lightweight pinkette was rapidly pulling herself back up to her two feet, balling her fists once more, and making upbeat declarations of determination!

And frankly, annoyingly upbeat ones in fact, too. "Amped?" Well, Isa was going to be happy to deliver a shock to the seemingly electric brat.

And sure enough, she was quickly coming at Isa once again. Very quickly, in fact. She might had even caught Isa somewhat unprepared - hadn't she decided to actually run past her, and head for the ropes instead. The blonde knew very well though that she was imminently going to be coming at her again, this time adopting a properly defensive stance - only for Sammi to run past her once again. This brat... How frustrating! Didn't she have the guts to actually attack after all?!?

Still, Isa knew well enough to turn around facing Sammi once again, and as predicted, the pinkette was rushing at her again, this time finally jumping up too as well! Admittedly, Isa wasn't quite as well prepared this time, not having guessed how exactly Sammi was going to attack her, and the Running Crossbody hadn't been on top of the blonde's cards... But still, the stoic Angel of Ice managed to grasp the attacking lightweight's body into her grip! Yes, it wasn't as if the impact wasn't effective at all, as Isa needed to take quite a few steps backwards to absorb the momentum... But eventually, the taller blonde was still left standing!

And even better, having caught her opponent in her arms too. Isa hadn't been prepared for this situation... But her instincts were quickly telling her what to do.

Gradually, the Angel of Ice began lifting Sammi's body upwards... Up and up, all the way until she had her lightweight opponent trapped in a full on Gorilla Press above her head! Turning around in the ring for a moment, almost as if proving a point to all the crowds, the Icelander then slammed her opponent back down into the mat with full force, giving absolutely no mercy!

Sammi might had just fallen down, but to Isa, she was no fallen angel. The blonde observed for a moment the impacts of her powerful move, circling around the pinkette's body for a bit... But this time, she wasn't holding any interest towards waiting for Sammi's following moves. Instead, the blonde simply looked for the perfect position to jump down, wanting to smack both of her thick legs across the poor Defoe's body with a Double Leg Drop!

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Somehow, the circumstances of this high-stakes tourney match and the emotions and perspectives of both women going into it were swelling into the perfect storm! Even now, no one would question that Isa was a kind soul. That underneath all that poise and stoicism, past the icy-cool air she had about her was a careful, capable, meticulous woman in the ring! Isa was known to typically apply just the right amount of force into her moves and her holds to get the job done! But showing a sense of satisfaction, maybe even smugness, in completely shutting an opponent down?! That might have been new territory for The Angel of Ice! Somehow, against Sammi Defoe of all people, The Icelander wasn't just returning to form, she was thriving! Perhaps discovering more confidence than she ever had before!

Many in the audience and even the commentators saw this contest as an opportunity for her to fall further from grace! Isa was handed a second-round seed in Double or Nothing in recognition of her experience and skills! But it was no secret that what she lacked was momentum! And here she was in a match against a woman with nothing but momentum on her side! Here she was wrestling against Sammi Defoe in a contest that could drive home the fact that Sammi is legit! A point that might have been proven with Isa's first counter! After all, if knocking Defoe clear across the ring and into the ropes didn't put her and everyone on notice, what would? Ah, but there was the twist. It didn't! For just a moment, Isa allowed herself to tap into her confidence and give her opponent no quarter! For just a moment, she allowed herself to buy into her own hype and stoke the fires of passion and confidence in herself! Something the fans have seldom seen from her! And rather than back down and cower like so many others would in her position, the exchange only further emboldened The Young Lioness!

Isa's comeback, her journey towards returning to her winning ways wasn't met with awe! Sammi didn't pause! No, Isa's confidence only bolstered her own in a display that may have come across as a stubborn brand of insolence to The Icelander! And to Sammi's credit, she wasn't blowing smoke! The perky pinkette was true to her word when she said she was amped! She doubled down on the idea of meeting Isa's massive edge in power and experience with overwhelming speed! This strategy only further confounded Isa! One fake out! Then a dodge! A loud hum of anticipation from the audience as Defoe built up more than a full head of steam!

"HAAAAAAA!" Defoe let out a battle cry when she kicked off the canvas and launched herself at Isa with considerable force! The impact felt good! Sammi's closed her eyes and braced herself to come down to the mat! Maybe even pin the heavyweight to try and punch her ticket into going 2 - 0 in the tourney! But when Isa's steps backward began to slow, Sammi slowly began to piece things together.....

"AAAAAAaaaaaaa.....huh?!" Defoe opened her eyes. She slowly began to realize that not only was she still in Isa's grasp....she was airborne. The hum of anticipation from the audience, their noises of rallying behind the pinkette has suddenly crescendoed into noises of concern! Something had gone terribly wrong!

"Woah! Woah! Woah! Woah!" Sammi began to cry out when Isa began to lift her! Maybe Sammi really had been a bit of a brat in some way because right now, Isa was lifting her effortlessly like she was one!

Where Sammi was able to captivate the fans with her upbeat energy and cute look, Isa's strength was drawing them in now! Sure, Sammi was two weight classes beneath her but the sight of The Angel lifting Sammi towards the heavens like this was impressive all the same! This was the woman who had come into this match as the favorite over her! This was the girl who defeated Alice GASTER! And right now, this was the girl who was rapidly shaking her head as Isa extended her arms all the way and carried her overhead like a barbell at a strongman competition!

"Oh no! Oh no! Oh no no no no no!" Sammi could do nothing but look down, and for the first time in this match, express fear and terror as Isa set her up for a Gorilla Press Slam!

Isa's execution was flawless! Isa held Sammi there for a moment, giving her all the time in the world to think about the impending crash back down to Earth from the atmosphere! She turned around towards the crowd with Sammi still in tow! One hand on the lightweight's chest and upper body and the other on her hip/upper thigh! Sammi's big, pink afro was the only animated part of her as she dreaded the fall! And much like with the knee strike from before, Isa showed no mercy! She returned poor Sammi to the mat with a loud crash!

Sammi came back down the canvas like a meteor into the Earth's crust! She bounced off the mat back-first! Collapsing into a wordless, lifeless heap at the feet of The Icelander with her arms and legs splayed out! There was no motion, save for the odd twitch here and there as Sammi laid on her back in a supine position! Her eyes were open, but glazed over, staring up at the lights!

"......"

Keeping with Isa's streak of newfound confidence and dominance, The Angel Ice stalked her prey, circling the listless, lifeless heap that was Sammi Defoe! She took her time looming over the semiconscious Young Lioness! Observing her handiwork, perhaps even reveling in the fact that she finally slammed just about all the upbeat attitude and fight out of the pinkette! The fans struggled to grasp that Isa was capable of this! All the while, Sammi remained dazed and vulnerable! Seemingly reduced to a defeated heap in the center of the ring! At the feet of the statuesque blonde beauty! And as if that wasn't enough! Isa soon proved that she wasn't simply basking in her own dominance here! No, she was preparing for more! She was sizing Sammi up!

Gasps could be heard from the front row when Isa settled on the perfect angle of approach to jump up off of the class and extend both legs! She came down with them perpendicular to Sammi! One thick, strong leg came down across Defoe's exposed abs, and the other, flush across her neck!

Sammi's arms and legs flopped up limply in response to the impact! She turned over and brought both hands over her own throat! She bent her legs at the knees and assumed something of a fetal position! Knees against her chest! Pert bum in the air! All while coughing profusely!

Despite the sheer dominance of The Angel of Ice! Despite what could be argued to be excessive force or mercilessness, The Icelander's efforts here were paying off in spades! If there was any doubt in anyone's mind before, it was all totally vaporized now! The Icelander reminded everyone following this event that despite some past hurdles, Isa was the real deal! And she did so by punishing Sammi for even daring to believe that her momentum would serve her here! That it would serve anyone but Isa as she embraced not just meeting her opponents- meeting Sammi blow for blow! But outright destroying her from bell to bell!

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Why exactly did it suddenly feel so satisfying for Isa to slam Sammi to the mat with full force straight from the Gorilla Press position?

There were at least a couple of factors at play here. Firstly, she no longer held any interest on letting Sammi do what she did. She no longer wanted to entertain the spunky pinkette rushing around the ring from one side to another, leaving her guessing on which passing was she actually going to be attacking. She no longer wanted to give her the benefit of an opening, try yet something else to see if she could get the taller blonde crumbling. She no longer wanted to take that risk.

Secondly, Sammi's behavior and words were becoming very bratty and annoying indeed. It was behavior that sometimes had the tendency to get Isa really irked, and wanting to prove a point, especially if it occurred inside a wrestling ring. Slamming Sammi down as hard and mercilessly as she could was most likely going to get her silenced once and for all, at least for the moment... Which it did! The cries and pleas that had still been rampant as the lightweight girl had found herself high up in the air died down, and what was left was a dazed and listless heap. How satisfying!

And yes, thirdly, the opportunity had pretty much just presented itself, with the Angel of Ice feeling quite lucky over how she managed to catch Sammi's attack mid-air, and proceeded to lift her high up as the consequence. So if Sammi had practically run into her arms, why not?

So, now Sammi had been downed. And Isa had every reason to keep her there. The simplest thing she could think of to do just that? The Double Leg Drop!

Perhaps the statesque blonde's mighty body crashing down on top of the tiny Sammi did look quite brutal. But this was wrestling. Mercy wasn't something expected inside the ring. And truth be told, in the past, Isa had probably made quite a few mistakes by going too easy on her opponents... Simply just being too nice inside the ring... And even if that kind of behavior might have sometimes had its places, tonight she wasn't going to make that mistake inside this Double or Nothing ring.

Isa did have to admit though that the results of her Double Leg Drop did not feel exactly nice. Not as nice as after the slam, at least... Sammi was basically suffering, and curling up into something of a fetal position, and it did look quite pathetic... Also in a hint of guilty way. Perhaps another throw wasn't what was called for here now... Even if the blonde still wasn't planning to give any mercy to the pinkette.

Grabbing both of Sammi's ankles, the Angel of Ice first pulled from them, straightening Sammi's legs up to uncurl the smaller girl from the fetal position. While Defoe's hands were still tending to her throat, this left her midsection once again wide open... And easy prey for Isa's thick legs to wrap themselves around! The blonde made sure to place her thighs against Sammi's exposed abs and the small of her back, before falling towards the side, causing Sammi to get slightly suspended while trapped in a devastating bodyscissors hold!

"Still feeling amped?" the blonde then queried from her opponent in a rather dry tone, as Sammi was being forced to go through one of Isa's most devastating specialty moves!

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Sammi didn't fully understand it herself. Perhaps the men and women who get paid to sit behind the desk and review the footage for LAW Management and media coverage would catch it after the fact, but the perky pinkette and this match as a whole presented an interesting set of circumstances to The Angel of Ice. Circumstances that allowed us to see a different side of Isa. Circumstances that made her comfortable with, or perhaps even enjoy, asserting her will over the hopeful, spirited rookie lightweight!

We were witnessing Isa evolve as a wrestler in real-time, casting aside all notions of going easy on a seemingly weaker opponent and taking it to Sammi without holding anything back, just as Sammi asked of her! No matter how this match may have looked to casual viewers on the surface, the commentators asserted that Isa was conducting herself exactly the way she should be! Mercy doesn't win you high-stakes tournaments! Mercy doesn't create stars in the wrestling ring! Victories and domination did!

"Ngh....ow..." A groaning Defoe would mutter when Isa grabbed her by the ankles, easily womanhandling the perky pinkette's dazed, hapless form on the mat!

The strong-bodied blonde continued to dominate the smaller gal with her size and power advantages! Despite seeing Sammi coughing and reeling still from the massive leg drop just seconds ago, Isa chose to capitalize by seizing her by the ankles! Isa had no difficulty pulling the listless pinkette's legs out from under her to expose her toned, bare midsection! And just like the Icelander surmised, Sammi was still too stunned from the leg drop across the throat to fight back!

Within moments, Sammi had gone from struggling to get air into her windpipe to struggling to suck in and process air throughout her entire fit, petite frame! It took no time at all for Isa to snake those powerful, toned legs around Sammi's middle in something if a Side Bodyscissor hold! The visual of the powerful Ice Angel suspending a girl two weight classes below her off the mats with this hold oozed dominance, perhaps even a tinge of humiliation! Instantly, Sammi felt the pressure! She released her hands from her own throat and gripped those mighty thighs that bind her! It didn't take a savvy fan to realize just how dangerous the Ice Angel's legs were! We had seen them wear down and even do in a few girls at LAW!

"Ah....ah...." Sammi struggled for breath. She tried to get her knees underneath her. Surely, Isa couldn't keep her airborne all day! Sammi gulped conspicuously at the thought. It might take a few seconds, but surely her bare legs would once again meet the mats beneath her? But would she still have any fight left within her by that time? As she processed these thoughts, Isa's words caught her attention!

"No....a lot less.....a lot less amped now...." Sammi winced with one eye half open! She spoke in a very breathless, very hard-to-hear tone! That scissor hold was doing a number on her! But Isa's attitude caught her attention as well. It was a bit of a delayed reaction! Sammi was panicking internally to try and find her way out of the hold! Once she found some sort of base beneath, and she assumed a kneeling position while still trapped in the hold, Sammi's tiny, balled fist came down repeatedly onto those tree trunk thighs! But to no avail!

"Wait....you're enjoying this..." Sammi said through grit teeth. But it wasn't the mean streak she was trying to call attention to!

"You're having fun....wrestling me!" The Lioness smiled! She seemed to take an optimistic outlook! She focused on the fact that Isa was hitting her stride and enjoying being in the ring again rather than brooding or worrying with fear or failure on the forefront of her mind! An outlook that may very well have drawn a positive reaction from Isa. Maybe only internally, or maybe in the form of something subtle like a half-smile. Regardless, Sammi would assume Isa's feelings and respond with a smile of her own, even while trapped in this debilitating hold!

"Hehe~ I think I'm feeling amped again....maybe you are, too?" Defoe pushed her luck and teased her mighty opponent. A gesture that would certainly not go unpunished!

"Aiieee!" A jolt from the sudden increase in pressure from Isa's squeeze would humble Sammi once more!

Her usual perky hair and attitude would begin to droop! Many beads would sweat would run down her face and core and back as Isa's thighs ground her down! Her knees would part, and she would be forced to sit on the backs of her calves and ankles as Isa maintained the Side Scissor! Sammi's movements would begin to slow, and so would her be breathing! If Isa continued to wear her out, Sammi would end up in a seated position with her feet and legs straddled far apart! She hunched forward, one hand on Isa's thigh and the other reaching out with an open palm and fingers outstretched! The ropes were so far away! But another several seconds of squeezing would see to it that her outstretched hand would fall limp to the canvas! Once again, Sammi's big, pink hair fell over her face, obscuring it! And once again, Defoe was being outclassed despite coming into this match with all the momentum in the world!

If Sammi remained in Isa's clutches, the referee would kneel down to prompt Sammi for a submission or to see if the Young Lioness had passed out in The Angel's grasp! The fans would bellow out with noises of concern! The fan's voices echoed out! They wanted to see this fast-rising star overcome the odds! They wanted to see Sammi persevere! And Sammi wanted to respond to their feelings!

"pant....pant...pant..pant...!" Defoe's fading breaths began to quicken and grow louder! She raised her head quickly, flipping her hair back to reveal a determined expression on her face! Sammi now began to reach for the ropes with both hands! Her hands opened and closed as she reached for the ropes, which were still a very long ways away since Isa was wise enough to apply this devastating hold in the middle of the ring! Sammi had already endured the home for about a minute! If this had been her first or second or third match, she might have been done in here! But with a little bit of experience and with the stakes this high, the perky pinkette was motivated enough to avoid letting it end here and now!

Sammi opened and closed her fists to a rhythm! But it was no Morse code and no cry for help! The crowd began to clap to match her rhythm! They began to rally behind Sammi in the hopes of seeing the girl weather the storm and overcome the odds somehow! Because if she couldn't, another 30 seconds or so of Isa's mighty thighs ensnaring her would send her to the Loser's Bracket!