Astrid Arvidsson (C) vs Emaline — No Disqualification Match for the LAW Openweight Title

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When the chair crashed into Emaline's back, a deafening bang rolled through the arena. The pink-haired woman didn't make it to the ring in time, instead falling back onto the concrete floor with a grimace of agony on her face. There was only one problem. Unknowingly, the Golden Dragon gave her rival a good opportunity because the contender turned out to be close to the kendo stick, which the descendant of the great Vikings threw aside not so long ago.

“Whoa!” Escaped from the lips of the champion when Emaline waved the stick.

The chair was still in Astrid's hands and it served as her shield from the attack of the Japanese-Italian woman, but when the kendo stick crashed into the chair, the champion staggered back a step. The sight of Emaline crawling on the floor and holding the kendo stick in front of her amused the champion.

“Well, well, where is all your friendliness?” Cooed the Norwegian woman, recalling the words and actions of her rival.

Taking a step forward, the Golden Dragon intended to throw the chair flat at the contender's head. She was counting on Emaline's body to react faster than her mind and that the pink-haired woman would let go of the kendo stick to grab the chair. Because in that case, it would become clear that Astrid was not going to supply her with another weapon. Instead, the champion intended to take one more step forward and then hit the back of the chair to smash it into her opponent's face with a hard stomp.

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Emaline's knuckles turned milk white as she tightly gripped onto the kendo stick, the weapon visibly shaking in her hands while she tried and failed to dissuade Astrid from continuing to lay on the pressure. When she chucked the chair over to the Viper, her first instinct was to bat it away with the kendo stick, not catch it, letting out a surprised "eeeeek!" as she did so. However, the sight of the Dragon now unarmed and within reach blessed Emaline with an idea. Without much care for finesse or proper technique, she attempted to ram the stick right into Astrid's crotch, hoping to temporarily incapacitate her and grant the underhanded heel some much needed time to recover.

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Following her plan, the Golden Dragon threw the chair at Emaline's head, after which she immediately took a quick step, preparing to attack the challenger. But the very next moment it became clear that there was one flaw in Astrid's plan. Instead of letting go of the kendo stick and grabbing the chair, the Japanese-Italian woman used the kendo stick to knock the chair aside.

If everything had gone according to Astrid's plan, then her opponent would not have been able to see her attack, but now the blonde was not in the best position. She was opened and Emaline took advantage of it by swinging the kendo stick to hit her. Astrid's first thought was that she should group up, but then another thought came to her. Why is the trajectory of this kendo stick so strange? The champion's eyes widened when she realized where her opponent's attack was aimed, and then…

“KIIIIIAAAAAA!!!!” The descendant of the great Vikings yelled loudly.

When the kendo stick crashed into her crotch, Astrid literally jumped before falling first to her knees and then to all fours. There was nothing funny about it, but it was the first low blow since she joined LAW. Tears involuntarily formed in her eyes, while the audience was clearly unhappy with the actions of the contender. Still groaning from the wild pain, Astrid felt paralyzed at that moment.

"Fucking... bitch..." she muttered in agony.

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Emaline felt the impact of her underhanded blow reverberate through the kendo stick to her hand, prompting her to first breathe out a shaky breath and then to snicker derisively. "Where is my friendliness, you ask, my dear?" She almost immediately returned to her pretentious, aristocratic mannerisms, however she couldn't quite keep the exhaustion and exasperation out of her voice.

Slowly and painstakingly, she pushed herself back onto her feet with the help of the kendo stick. "My sincerest apologies, current circumstances cannot permit such displays of affection." Her lips slowly curled into a thin grin as she hobbled over to Astrid and deliberately placed one end of the stick on her right hand. From there, the Viper leaned heavily onto the kendo stick, placing all of her weight onto the Viking's hand. And for extra measure, any sign of resistance from Astrid will immediately be answered via a punt to her ribs by Emaline's boot.

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During the time that Astrid spent in the LAW ring, she managed to understand that pain can be different. But she had never felt something like this before. After the kendo stick crashed into her crotch, her body felt like it was in chains. She couldn't even take a proper breath, which the contender took advantage of.

Emaline got enough time to get to her feet and return her tone to the arrogance that was so natural to her. Moreover, the Japanese-Italian woman approached the Golden Dragon and placed the tip of the kendo stick on the right palm of the blonde, putting a lot of pressure on it.

“Aaaaaahhhh!!!" Astrid shouted.

Her first reaction was very natural. Even though she still had trouble moving freely, the champion immediately threw her free hand to the tip of the kendo stick to try to move it away from her palm. But before she could do anything serious, the Emerald Viper's boot crashed into her ribs with tremendous force.

“GOOOOAHH!!!”

The kick was so strong that after that Astrid involuntarily rolled several times to the side, as a result of which she sprawled face down on the floor. It might seem that this completely knocked out the champion's spirit, but…

“A mosquito bite...” she said, after which she spat out some saliva mixed with blood from her mouth. “Fucking mosquito that was begging for mercy a few moments ago...” With that, she looked at Emaline and grinned before trying to get back up on all fours.

[Kreydos]

Emaline couldn't help letting out a satisfied sigh when she felt her boot connect with Astrid's midsection, sending her rolling away. However, her stubborn remark gave the pinkette pause. Although she maintained her serene demeanor and pleasant smile in the face of such provocations, her eye twitched. She inhaled slowly through her nose before she hummed graciously. "~Mmm, mosquito is it?~" As she spoke, she lethargically lifted her foot up and positioned it behind the blonde's head. "Please, I wholeheartedly implore you. Please refrain from such erroneous terminology. I am a snake. Not an insect."

All the while, Emaline waited. Waited until Astrid worked her way onto all fours or tried to scramble away or any other act that would rouse the Viper's position. Then she stomped down with the foot she left dangling in the air while hopping upwards with the other, executing a curb stomp while at the same time, daintily flaring her arms outwards as if she were performing ballet. From there, she yet again punted Viking, this time on her shoulder, to flip her onto her front. "I trust that is a promise you can guarantee?" Emaline politely questioned Astrid while looming over her body.

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Perhaps only for a moment, but Astrid's words clearly broke her opponent's composure. She had met enough women in the ring to realize that no one could keep a pompous smile on their face forever. So she definitely managed to pull Emaline's soul by a thin thread. However, she had to pay for it, because as revenge, the pink-haired woman stomped hard on the back of the champion's head.

“GGMMPPHHH!!!”

The face of the descendant of the great Vikings crashed into the concrete floor. Her lower lip split in the left corner, and blood gushed from her nose. However, she didn't really care at that moment, because she almost lost consciousness due to such a fierce attack. A white veil covered her eyes and for a few seconds she did not understand what was happening at all.

The situation only became a little clearer after Emaline turned her over on her back. Taking advantage of her position, the Japanese-Italian woman wanted to make sure that Astrid remembered that she was a reptile, not an insect.

Astrid was lying on her back with blood running down her face. Her eyes were only half open, but even that was enough to see the silhouette of the contender looming over her.

“Right, you're a viper... funny...” she muttered hoarsely, after which a strange gleam ran through her lavender eyes. “Tell me, have you watched Game of Thrones?”

However, she was not going to wait for the contender's answer, instead, she sharply waved her left arm in order to hook Emaline's nearest ankle and thereby causing her to fall backwards. Even if the pink-haired woman hadn't watched Game of Thrones, it should have reminded everyone else what happened to the Red Viper, who decided to hover over the Mountain during their fight.

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Emaline giggled softly in response to Astrid's quips and barbs. "Such persistent nonchalance, you-" Only to be interrupted by a swing to the legs. Fortunately for the battered and warry Viper, she remained vigilant enough to reacted accordingly; she hurriedly pulled her leg up. And even then, the Viking still clipped the bottom of Emaline's ankle, causing her to momentarily lose her balance and recover her footing in a much more awkward manner than she would have preferred. Again, her eye twitched.

"And such unyielding resistance as well." She carried on as if nothing occurred, albeit she positioned herself right above Astrid's head. "Even as your eyes cloud over, you still sought to undermine me." The heel paused and leapt onto the ring apron, continuing to loom over her opponent from her heightened position. "I wish to continue our bout within the bounds of the ropes. I would have aided you up here myself but evidently, my assistance is not appreciated."

From there, she clambered through the ropes and strode to the opposite end of the ring, attempting to ignore the dull aches all over her body. With a self-assured smirk adorning her face, she leaned onto the ropes and patiently waited for Astrid to return. Until then, Emaline recovered as best she could and amused herself with the audience's bemused reception at this sudden lull in the match.

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This plan seemed reliable, but apparently Astrid underestimated the caution with which the contender began to act. With her sharp movement, the Golden Dragon barely managed to catch Emaline's ankle, as a result of which she failed to make the pink-haired woman fall to the floor. Yes, Emaline's balance was slightly disturbed, but she remained standing on her feet.

Astrid's condition clearly left much to be desired, blood was still running down her face, and white spots kept appearing in her eyes due to her rival's last fierce attack. However, she tried to get up on one knee as quickly as possible, because in order for the situation not to get worse, she must take at least some kind of defensive stance.

But to the surprise of both the audience and Astrid herself, Emaline stepped back, jumping onto the apron. It was easy to see that both women had taken a lot of damage in this match, but at that moment the advantage was still on the side of the contender, and therefore her actions were strange. And her words, of course, were not something to be trusted.

“What are you up to?.." Astrid muttered to herself as Emaline reached the far ropes.

If the pink-haired woman had intended to attack Astrid as soon as she entered the ring, she would not have retreated to the far ropes. Perhaps the Golden Dragon wasn't as fast as her opponent, but even Emaline wouldn't have been able to get to her that fast if she intended to attack.

“Want to play?” Astrid asked as if the Japanese-Italian woman could hear her. “Okay, let's play...”

Rising to her feet, the Golden Dragon wiped the blood from her face. Her body was trembling slightly because she felt pain in literally every joint. Emaline's attacks were truly ruthless, which means that the champion should finish this match as soon as possible. Without taking her eyes off her rival, the descendant of the great Vikings intended to jump onto the apron, and then slip between the middle and top ropes. She remembered perfectly well that their match could only be ended in the ring, so in a way, Emaline made it easier for her because there was nowhere for the pink-haired woman to run inside the ring.

[Kreydos]

While Astrid made her way back inside the ring, Emaline nonchalantly lazed about, her arms outstretched casually across the top ropes. This time, she remained silent and appeared content to just watch her opponent with her lips curled into that soft but smug smile. When Astrid crossed pass the centre of the ring however, the Viper finally stood up straight and walked forwards, only to swiftly transition into a sprint and rapidly closed the distance between the two of them.

Regardless of how the Viking reacted, Emaline simultaneously spun her body around and jumped into the air before she extended her leg outwards, executing a 540 kick aimed at Astrid's head. The pinkette knew that such a flashy maneuver had little chance of success but it served her purposes well enough. When she landed back on the ground, she maintained her spinning momentum and extended out her other leg, effortlessly transitioning into spinning heel kick also aimed at the blonde's head.

540 Kick Reference

From there, Emaline gleefully unleashed her repertoire of kicks upon her foe, each one elegantly flowing into the next. Better yet, she had an appropriate parry and riposte awaiting Astrid's possible answers. Dodged roundhouse and spin kicks would simply see that velocity and force repurposed to empower another such hardhitting kick. Meanwhile, blocked kicks had the heel hopping from one leg to another while performing a shoot kicked aimed at the head or the abdomen, whichever she judged to be more vulnerable.