Tomb Match: The Pharaoh vs Anubis

Sahar seemed to have managed to lucky blow and was finally released from Anubis grip.  Being dragged by the Goddess of the Afterlife was not a pleasant experience, her back was still feeling the burn from having her back scrape against the ground cause of it.  Still now she was free and could start to counter attack and gain control of this match.  “I will not be dragged to the afterlife just yet my Goddess.  I still have a kingdom to build here in AFW.” declared the Pharaoh in defiance of her Goddess as stood up.

The purple hair Egyptian would now charge towards Anubis and attempt to her with a spear, trying to sandwich her opponent in between the wall and her shoulder.  If she could land this blow then she would be in good shape.  That being said, should her attack miss, then the Pharaoh would land head first into the wall and be almost knock out by her own attack.

Anubis would rub at her stomach, still annoyed at having suffered that lucky blow that allowed her opponent to break free from the hold on her ankle. The Goddess would breathe deeply, feeling her stomach protest as it expanded and then deflated, but she was okay. She would scoff softly at Sahar's proud declarations. While she would certainly be happy for Sahar should she be able to build the kingdom that she was speaking of, it was not going to be built on the foundation of a victory over the jackal-eared Goddess.

Anubis was going to try to go after Sahar again, even as the Pharaoh was rising up onto her feet, but before she could muster up the energy to do so, Sahar had charged forward and smashed into Anubis with a spear, throwing the Goddess backwards, sandwiching her in between that toned Egyptian body and the faux-stone wall. Anubis would let out a shocked cry as she would find herself pinned and temporarily fairly vulnerable.

"You...!"

Sahar charged forward and had managed to hit Anubis with a spear, making the Goddess yell out and having her pinned in between the wall and her body.  It was finally time for the Pharaoh to get some payback on her divine opponent.  “Do not forget, the world of the living is my kingdom, not yours, this is where I rule.” stated the Pharaoh as she would then try to turn around the Goddess so her back would be facing the Pharaoh.  

“Now it is time for me to send you back to your kingdom my Goddess.” stated Sahar in a respectful manner.  If everything had gone according to plan she would then try to slip her hand in between Anubis legs while her other hand would attempt to grab her opponent neck before attempting to lift her up and place her in a torture rack.  “Enough with these corridors, let us make our way to the main tomb and send you back to the afterlife.” stated the Pharaoh as she would then attempt to keep exploring, trying to find the main tomb room assuming her previous attacks had been successful.

So far, this encounter had had the feel of something else other than a wrestling match—it had seemed to be more of a catfight, with the two of them mostly shunning more traditional wrestling moves in favor of slaps and grabs and pushes and throws. Perhaps it was as a result of the match taking place in this old crypt, one which seemed wholly unsuitable for most wrestling moves, mostly due to the narrow nature of the corridors.

Sahar, however, seemed to want to demonstrate her proficiency at wrestling now, as she managed to turn the breathless Anubis around and began to maneuver her hands towards Anubis's neck and groin, respectively. The Goddess blushed a little bit when she felt the hand between her legs, at first uncertain as to what Sahar's intentions were, but the Pharaoh made them quite plain when she hoisted Anubis up onto her shoulders, demonstrating considerable strength as she put the Goddess into a torture rack and began to walk with her down the corridor!

"Kkaaannngh!" Anubis would cry out in pain as she felt her spine bent over Sahar's shoulders. She would kick her legs and wave her arms, trying to unbalance Sahar and force the Pharaoh to set her down. As it was, Sahar did seem to be walking in the direction of the main crypt...

The Pharaoh had managed to lift up the Goddess and place her on top of her shoulders.  She couldn't believe that the Goddess was now in her grasps in a torture rack.  Part of her wanted to play with the Goddess private, but she wasn't sure if it was appropriate and thus decided not to do so.  Instead, she began to explore with the Goddess on her back, trying to figure out where the tomb room is.  “Carrying you around this makes me feel like your my Trophy.” stated the Pharaoh as she continued to tease her Divine opponent.

She could feel her opponent resisting by kicking her legs and waving her arms.  It was getting hard to keep the Goddess in the Torture rack due to her weight and the resistance.  But she push on and continued to explore the maze.  She then saw the main tomb room and smiled before losing her balance due to Anubis resisting by kicking her legs and waving her arms.  “GAHH!” stated Sahar as she fell over and let go of the Goddess.

Sahar was obviously enjoying herself as she carried the stretched-out Anubis on her shoulders, teasing the jackal-eared Goddess of the afterlife about her helpless state and how she reminded her of a trophy. Anubis certainly understood Sahar's meaning, as the Pharaoh had her in quite the awkward spot, with one hand on the Goddess's crotch and the other on her neck, stretching her out enough that Anubis was certain her back would be very, very sore in the morning.

"Guh! Uhhn!" Anubis would grunt, making those rather undignified noises as she did her best to force Sahar to let her go, kicking her legs wildly and flailing her arms. Sahar did seem to be struggling, but it was not until she had already begun walking down the short corridor connecting the main crypt to the main corridor that Anubis was able to unbalance Sahar enough to knock her over. The Pharaoh went tumbling down to the floor, releasing Anubis as she fell. The Goddess just barely managed to get her hands out in front of her in time to keep from smacking face-first into the faux-stone, and would roll several times until coming to a stop inside the tomb itself.

Gingerly, Anubis would try to pick herself up onto her hands and knees. As she did, she would take a look around, marveling at the elegant murals that had been constructed for this crypt, and the ornate sarcophagus that awaited one of the wrestlers at the far end of the chamber.

“Ehh.” stated Sahar as she rub her head and started to get up in order to look around and find out where her opponent had gone. It seemed that Anubis had rolled into the tomb itself, not too far from Sahar herself. The Pharaoh would take a moment to scan the tomb itself. She could see a sarcophagus for a female in the center of the large tomb. She knew in order to win the match, she would need to place Anubis in there, something she would take great pleasure in doing. In addition, the tomb was a bit bigger then a normal wrestling ring, meaning there would be plenty of room to fight and perform wrestling moves like slams and submission holds without having the walls to interfere or get in the way. One could say, that the real match was about to start and everything else had been a simple warm up.

Seeing her divine opponent picking herself up, the Pharaoh would charge forward and attempt to hit Anubis would a big boot. As big as a fan as Sahar was for the Goddess, she was still a wrestler and this was a match, thus she would do whatever it took to win, even if it meant using some dirty tactics to gain the advantage. She just hoped that in the end the Goddess would be able to overlook her questionable tactics.

Here, now, in the main crypt, they had some more room to maneuver and to fight with each other. This room was almost as big, if not just as big, as an actual wrestling ring, and so they should not have any of the same problems—or the same means of escape—that they had when they were fighting in the corridor. Now, they would be free to use any sorts of moves they wanted, and, in the end, someone was being dumped into the ornate sarcophagus on the far side of the room.

Anubis smiled, getting excited for this battle. She was usually the more reserved, and sometimes the more severe, of the two Goddesses, but right now adrenaline and endorphins were both surging through her brain, making her enthusiastic about the battle which was about to commence in earnest.

As Sahar rushed at her and launched a boot in Anubis's direction, the Goddess would reach out to grab onto that foot. She was still hit and would fall back, but as she did she would try to yank Sahar down onto the floor, as well, hoping she could prevent the Pharaoh from gaining much of an advantage by taking her to the ground, too.

Sahar charged forward and her kick connected as it hit the Goddess, but there was a catch, Anubis had managed to grab onto her leg and managed to yank her. As a result, the Pharaoh lost her balance and fell to the ground, landing right beside the Goddess. Though the attack hurt, Sahar would not stay down for long and attempt to get on her knees before trying to tackle Anubis. She would attempt to mount her divine opponent and try to pin her wrist to the ground, to be focusing on her opponent to really pay attention to the room now.

“I must say, this is actually fun, it kind of feels like a dream. If it is a dream, I hope I don't wake up.” stated the Pharaoh as she would try to keep the Goddess pinned down. To her, this entire thing felt like a dream, fighting her idol in a tomb like this. It was something that every fan dreamed of but it never happened.

Anubis managed to grab Sahar and bring her down onto the floor, as well, but the Pharaoh would soon recover, scrambling up onto her knees as the Goddess would quickly do the same. This fight was getting wild, as the Pharaoh seemed to have the momentum, and, now that they were in the crypt, Anubis would need to be careful, unless she wanted to make one wrong move and find herself laying in the sarcophagus as Sahar shut the lid of the vessel over her.

Right now, Sahar was in control, as she tackled Anubis down to the floor, the Goddess grunting as her back hit the faux-stone. She was pressed down flat, her opponent on top of her, hands on her wrists and their faces very close together indeed. Anubis would breathe a little quickly, but would try to calm herself down, trying to bring her body under control. She would need to be as focused and exact as possible in order to escape from underneath Sahar.

"I should hope it's fun!" Anubis would say, as Sahar mentioned how much fun she was having. She was having so much fun, it seemed, that this was all almost "like a dream." Anubis was pleased to hear that, indeed. "If it is a dream, it is one we are sharing," the Goddess of the afterlife would intone. "I am having quite the pleasant time myself...you are proving yourself to be a formidable adversary, indeed."