Idol's intro to wrestling: Freja(D) vs Sylar Robin (D)

[MR. Q]

As Sylar's massive frame slams down upon hers, Freja's breathless cries are muffled by the crushing impact, her slender body buckling beneath the force of the moonsault. Despite her futile attempt to shield herself, the attack leaves her gasping for air, her vision blurry with spots of red dancing at the edges.

Moments later, Sylar effortlessly lifts Freja's leg into the air, rendering her vulnerable and helpless. With his other arm draped across her torso, he secures her in place, trapping her beneath his formidable weight. Freja struggles weakly against the pin.

"Mmph...! N-noooo..." Freja whimpers futilely as the referee descends to count the pin. The crowd holds its collective breath, sensing the inevitability of Freja's impending defeat amidst Sylar's overwhelming dominance.

Then she managed to kick out at the last second!

[MrBrightside]

For a moment it looked like Sylar would win the match right then and there. He went for the cover more as a test of Freja's resolve than to win. He would've been surprised and somewhat disappointed if he had won that easily. However it turns that it wouldn't be that easy as Freja manages to kick out just before the referee counted to three.

Freja was still alive for now at least so Sylar still had a more work to do. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her up to her feet. He then whipped her towards the ropes.

[MR. Q]

As Sylar hoists Freja up to her feet, the petite idol's weakened limbs tremble beneath the effort, her face a mask of pain and exhaustion. However, at least she's still standing, refusing to fall without a fight.

When Sylar whips her toward the ropes, Freja absorbs the force of the impact, bouncing off the cables. This time, she had somewhat recovered her breath to fight back.

As she would bounce off towards Sylar, she would slide beneath his legs and kick his left knee.

[MrBrightside]

As Freja bounced off the ropes and came running towards Sylar, he intended to use her own momentum against her to toss her into the air with a back drop that would have her land hard on the mat on her back. However it seemed that Freja was ready for him this time. Freja slid between his legs before he could execute the move. Before Sylar could turn to face his opponent he felt a sharp impact on the back of his left knee that caused him to stumble.

[MR. Q]

Seizing the momentary opening, Freja slides between Sylar's sprawling legs with lightning speed and agility. As he stumbles, attempting to regain balance, Freja exploits his vulnerability with a swift, precise kick aimed at the back of his left knee.

"Yesssss!" Freja exhales sharply as her foot makes solid contact, eliciting a grunt of discomfort from Sylar. The shock waves ripple through his powerful leg, causing his towering frame to wobble precariously for a heartbeat.

Freja quickly scrambles to her feet, capitalizing on Sylar's momentary disarray. She lunges forward, balling her fists before letting it fly towards the man's face in a hammer arm!

[MrBrightside]

Sylar grimaces and instinctively clutches the spot where he was struck. The pain passes quickly and he’s soon standing upright again. However the momentary stumble was enough to create an opening that his opponent could exploit. As soon as Sylar recovered his footing he was sent stumbling back by a hard strike to the face from his opponent.

“Gah!”

[MR. Q]

Seizing the brief window of opportunity, Freja swiftly lunges forward, unleashing a vicious hammer fist directed straight at Sylar's face. The impact rocks the larger man's head violently, his eyes flashing with surprise and pain.

"Gah!" Sylar grunts as Freja's blow connects, the force of the strike sending a jolt through his skull. For a moment, Sylar's balance wavers.

As Sylar recovers from the blow, Freja wastes no time in pressing her advantage. She pivots on her heel and delivers a kick, aiming to strike Sylar's jaw.

"Haahh...!" Freja gasps, channeling her remaining strength into the attack, determined to capitalize on Sylar's fleeting weakness.

[MrBrightside]

Pain shoots through Skylar’s face from where Freja struck him, disorienting him and leaving him vulnerable. Freja took the opportunity to launch kick towards Sylar’s jaw. The kick struck true and Sylar was sent stumbling back towards the ropes. Sylar was leaning against the cables trying to shake off the stars in his vision before his opponent could launch their next attack.

[MR. Q]

The force of Freja's kick sends Sylar careening backward, his massive frame crashing into the ropes with a resounding thud. The impact leaves him momentarily dazed, his vision swimming with stars.

As Sylar leans heavily against the cables, struggling to regain his bearings, Freja seizes the opportunity to strike again. She dashes forward, her petite form a blur of motion.

Freja leaps onto the middle rope, using the boost of to jump and latch on Sylar's torso to deliver a series of rapid-fire punches to Sylar's torso and shoulders. Each blow lands with precision and force, designed to chip away at Sylar's resolve and weaken his defenses.

[MrBrightside]

Sylar raised his arms in an attempt to protect himself when Freja latched onto his torso and began to rain punches down on his shoulders and torso. As the blows came down Sylar knew that he could not stay in this position for too long. The longer he did, the more he risked losing control of the match. Gritting his teeth and fighting through the pain, Sylar put his hands on Freja's chest to push the petite woman off of him and create some space.