Allison Watson vs Ingrid Ulrich

"I..."

Allison groaned through clenched teeth, her brow twitching as she couldn't quite maintain a serene expression. Her body was bent at a sharp angle, and the hold forced small strained noises from her.

"...Doubt that."

With that, she lifted a hand and tapped Ingrid's arm several times.

Once Ingrid saw Allison tap on her arm, she let go and rolled to her hands and knees. She looked over the blonde and then looked down. She stood up and tugged at her top, pulling it down so her chest was completely bare and her taut belly exposed.

She began banging her fist against her exposed chest and pointed down at Allison. "Once again I have vanquished the unworthy!" She bellowed loudly. She was now feeling quite invigorated.

Allison slowly pulled her body back into alignment and stretched her neck the other way, while the referee tried in vain to raise Ingrid's arm in victory. She remained on the mat, laying there on her back, while Ingrid carried out her antics above her.

"You can do it again, if you like," Allison said, her voice soft and even. "And again and again and again, because I'm not here to win a wrestling match."

Ingrid paused and looked down at Allison as she spot, tilting her head at the curious words as the referee finally raised her arm when she stopped beating her chest. "You're conquered." Ingrid said, looking down at Allison. "Maybe your body isn't broken, but you are defeated in this ring. My gaze no longer needs to concern myself with you!"

Ingrid waved her hand and turned her back, going to retrieve her "Gugnir" She spoke as she turned. "Away, witch! Your magic is useless against someone who fights with the bold spirit of Odinson inside of her!"