A Valkyrie's Dance- Agatha and Astrid!

[SubtleRoar]

*As her bullrush seemed to prove rather effective, Agatha was contemplating how to proceed- She knew Astrid could easily match her in terms of raw strength, but perhaps the sledgehammer could rely on her natural cunning to emerge victorious against such an indomitable goddess. As both of their bodies slammed into the ground in tandem, Agatha instantaneously recoiled backwards, only to snag onto the downed female's rather supple legs, particularly her ankles. Sending her a look of pure elation, Agatha began slowly rotating in a circular motion for a giant swing!*

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"P..prepare to witness..t..the might of a goddess!" *She triumphantly shouted, conjuring up the necessary vigor to fully oscillate her victim, nearly mimicking the intensity of a whirlwind before eventually releasing Astrid's boots and allowing her to go sailing through the air.* "I hope you can sprout wings, Mrs. Ostberg~" *With a vestige of haughtiness in her voice, Agatha nearly staggered backwards from the sheer amount of momentum she had generated from the seismic toss, conveniently falling against a nearby turnbuckle that caught her fall.*

[CaptainL]

Astrid was down on her back, but she didn't think this would hold her back much. She did, however, notice as Agatha got into place to take hold of her legs, which caused her to raise an eyebrow as she looked up from where she lay. What was she planning? As much as she was proud to have a foe like the Sledgehammer who matched her skills, she was sure that there was no way her opponent could possibly lift her considerably heavier form, as it appeared she was going to...

But, to Astrid's surprise, she did, and soon she found herself being whipped around in circles, as Agatha had her in a giant swing, just as she had set up! At first the Norwegian's mouth hung open in surprise, but soon it was a smile that came over her face, as the full implications of what was going on set in. Yes, Agatha had what it took to pull off such a move, even against a larger and heavier adversary!

The next thing Astrid knew, after Agatha had built momentum, she was hurled straight across the ring, hitting the ropes and stretching them from the force of her body making impact. The ropes pulled back, stretched a precarious distance and looking like they could snap from she sheer strain, but they didn't - instead, Astrid was catapulted back onto her face, where she landed sprawled out on the mat. Soon after, though, she lifted her head, greeting her opponent with a wide smile. "Good work!" she said. "I'm impressed...that someone your size could lift me. Truly, you're stronger than I'd expect...and a much worthy foe."

[SubtleRoar]

*Her face beaming with a cheery grin, Agatha felt her pride swelling from receiving such high praise from her worthy foe.* "You flatter me too much, Mrs. Ostberg." *Sheepishly gulping as if her every move had weight to it, the sledgehammer traipsed towards the incapacitated woman with a particular move in mind. Kneeling down near the edges of Astrid's left arm, Agatha proceeded to slam the bottom of her right boot against the linchpin of her extremity, pinning it against the floor while simultaneously bending down and bending her index finger backwards!*

"This would always coax out a shriek or two from my wrestling compatriots back in my native homeland." *Agatha boasted, her energy seemingly beginning to reinvigorate her spirits.* "Perhaps it shall do the same for you, too?" *The ferocious blonde chuckled as she continued to mercilessly twist and shape Astrid's vulnerable fingers within her grasp, trying desperately to cause her resilient adversary to wail in agony.*

[CaptainL]

As Agatha planted a foot down on Astrid's hand to pin it in place, a shiver went through the Norwegian's body while a pained gasp escaped her lips, her body buckling upwards off of the motion. But things would only get worse from here, with Agatha bending back a single finger. Her teeth gnashed, and her head tossed from side to side in the throes of her pain. But even as her eyes were watering and her body tense, Astrid could still look back at Agatha out of the corner of her eye, sharing some choice words.

"I-Incredible..." she said, "to think that...one would be able to lay low an opponent of my strength, with such a simple move as this? You must truly be a master in the arts of combat..." Though Astrid might have hurt, it wouldn't be enough to stop her from feeling all that much more proud to be squaring off against Agatha.

[SubtleRoar]

"Y..years of practice..m.mrs Ostberg. T..that's the only way to perfect a technique such as this." *The Swedish Striker muttered aloud, remaining incredibly focused while applying her excruciatingly painful hold. Agatha was committed to inflicting as much damage as she possibly could, knowing full well the advantage that Astrid held over her in terms of raw tenacity and power. However, realizing that she had reached the threshold of discomfort with her current lock, she rolled sideways and fully eclipsed Astrid's back against her breasts while locking her hands around the Norwegian's throat, snagging her right leg vertically upwards for an STF!*

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"Gnnhh..i..if you plead for mercy now..I..p..personally promise that the pain will immediately stop." *Agatha reassured her victim through exhausted panting, having devoted the remainder of her dwindling energy to keeping Astrid fully incapacitated with this submission.*

[CaptainL]

Astrid's teeth were clenched in a tight grimace as Agatha pulled back further still, the pain coursing through her body strongly enough to make her shiver. She hissed to herself, doing her best to twist back and forth in the aims of loosening her current predicament, but soon found that she couldn't move too far lest she get a sharp and decidedly unpleasant jolt from testing the position she was in, and sunk back with a groan.

Eventually, Agatha decided to change tactics, and Astrid wasn't any better off for it, as she now found herself with her opponent's hands grasping her throat and eliciting a wheeze from her lungs as Agatha got her into an STF. The pain and pressure - and, perhaps, maybe just a little bit of the thought of sharing such close contact with Agatha - was enough to make her face flush red with a rush of blood to the Norwegian's cheeks. But although Agatha kept up her taunts, Astrid wasn't quite ready to give in just yet, not even for this.

"Ah...but..." she began, "What makes you think...that I'm going to give in just yet..?" She then tried to throw an elbow behind her, hoping that it could land against Agatha's ribs.

[SubtleRoar]

"Grrhh..I..w..was hoping..y..you wouldn't abdicate..y..your confidence~" *Agatha retorted, gradually transforming her stern pulling into vicious tugging, occasionally keeping her victim's head tilted upwards to amplify the inconceivable pain. However, the Scandinavian Sledgehammer didn't take into account just how resilient her norwegian sister genuinely was. Before she had a chance to appropriately defend herself from the oncoming strike, Agatha was met with crushing elbow to her unprotected midsection, causing her to immediately roll sideways from the intense anguish.*

"GUHOOOF!" *She reticently huffed out, refusing to howl in pain due to her huntress pride- She had endured far worse than a few, precise shots to her body, however that didn't help mitigate the misery she currently found herself in. Grating her teeth against one another, Agatha's eyes narrowed while she desperately tried to concoct a means of regaining control of the altercation.*

"Y..you're c..craftier..t..than I expected..." *The busty battler declared, balancing herself on the palms of her hands as she inadvertently assumed an all fours position, her body outwardly rejecting any notion of recuperation for the time being.*

[CaptainL]

Astrid wasn't expecting the elbow to do her much, as Agatha had already been putting up her best effort and testing her limits. At best, she thought, it might weaken Agatha, buying her some time while she pulled her way free. But it seems that she was lost in the adrenaline of this moment, and Agatha took the blow hard, sending her rolling back off of her. Of course, that worked all the same to Astrid. She'd take it either way. "Hah! Seems I don't know my own strength," the Norwegian mused, but looked back at Agatha as she got up.

Agatha had made one mistake, Astrid thought as she got on her feet. She had been working a single finger for a good amount of time - Astrid might have been hurt in the moment, and she was still sore, but she was sore only in that one finger. That wasn't going to hold her back much, not when she had a whole body to work with. As she turned back around to see Agatha on her hands and knees, Astrid was ready to bring home the pain, and she kicked off the ground, her elbow extended to land an elbow drop onto Agatha's back. While Agatha was reeling from this, Astrid's next plan would be to try and put her in a camel clutch.

[SubtleRoar]

*Acknowledging Astrid's comment, Agatha continued to languish while retaining her current position near the base of the arena- She wasn't the type to fully flesh out an idea before acting upon it, and her woefully underdeveloped strategy was beginning to have multiple holes poked through it, courtesy of the norwegian's uncanny tenacity. However, just as she was starting to regain a vestige of vitality, she felt a sharp, immobilizing elbow drop extinguish any and all hope of ever fully recuperating!*

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"GRAAAH!" *Her latent, immensely powerful voice having finally been coaxed out through sheer torture, Agatha was left sprawled out across the canvas beneath her, only to be immediately wrapped up within Astrid's debilitating submission maneuver!* "Ggrrhh!..N..no..." *Almost every ounce of her vigor gone, Agatha began feeling her body betray her, slowly slipping into a coma of prostration from her injuries.*

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[CaptainL]

Even if it might not have been so clear before, now things were starting to come home - Astrid's resilience was proving in her favor, as her iron will allowed her to persevere even through Agatha's best intentions of wearing her down. Throwing herself down on top of Agatha, she held out her elbow to make an impact against her spine, sending her buckling down onto her face, where she would be winded - perfect for taking further punishment.

Now it was Astrid's turn to make sure Agatha wouldn't be getting back up any time soon. Now that she was down, the Norwegian rolled atop her, placing herself on her back before she hooked her fingers underneath Agatha's chin to pull back in a camel clutch. Even with Agatha's cries, and the telltale sensation of her body growing heavier beneath her and sinking against the mat, Astrid wasn't about to sit back and let her off. She was going to ride this out for as long as Agatha could manage - all the better to test how strong the Swedish woman's own stamina would last, of course. "Well?" she said, her own voice hoarse from the exertion she had faced. "Do you...give up?" Of course, Astrid hoped to herself that the answer would be no!