Tag Team Title match! Imperial Order (c) vs Pride Queens! [FWC]

After spending a few moments on the ground, Akiha would push herself up and get on her knees. She would then grab onto the ring apron to help herself up as she shook her head. Once she got onto her two feet she would take a moment to look into the ring and see what was happening. She would see Kyoko sending Gwendolyn down to the ground with a Gorilla press. Things were not going well for the tag champions.

Not wasting a moment, Akiha would climb onto the ring and now watch the match. She was ready to now act but unless Gwendolyn tagged her in, there was not much the Japanese wrestler could do at the moment. She just needed to wait and hope for a bit or perhaps find a way to use a dirty trick to turn the match back around into their favor. Until she could do so, she would wait at her corner.

Kyoko circled around Gwen, thinking of what to do next before she saw Amy on the outside with her hands out and looking for a tag, figuring that she hadn't been in the match very long decided to oblige and tag her back in. Moving over towards Gwen while Amy stepped in the ring Kyoko pulled Gwen's legs apart and lifted them up before jumping in the air and dropping her feet down on Gwen to make Gwen shoot up to her but in a seated position.

When she would do this Amy ran in and would bring her knee up to knock Gwen across the head as she ran by. Kyoko would exit the ring once more and let Amy take center stage as she stood up. The crowd loving the scene of Gwen taking a beating in the ring as it looked like the new tag champs would fall short in there first title defense.

One inherent caveat to being in a tag match was only just than dawning upon the rattled and overwhelmed heiress, and that was the distinct possibility of being on the receiving end of a non-stop interplay of offense from a constantly tagging out team. Throngs of audience members cheering wildly from what was the most severe beatdown the reviled heiress had ever taken in some time, Gwen's world having never truly stopped spinning ever since the few clotheslines had mowed her back down to the canvas.

Offering only a meek groan from what she faintly recognized as her legs being grabbed and extended upward, Gwen yelped in startled confusion from being snapped back into a seated position thanks to Kyoko's thighs slamming across her own. Gwen's half-lidded eyes lighting up from the heart-dropping sight of Amy sprinting back at her before smacking her knee against the side of her face, leaving her splayed out once more with her eyes sewn shut and on the verge of what felt like an impending unconsciousness...

Gwen was in trouble and Amy was loving it. The noblewoman was in a sorry state she doubted she could handle much more offense. Part of her wanted to go for her tag finisher and take her down the same way they did Sonic Boom, but shed much rather finisher Gwen off herself and pin her.

"Alright time to say good night so I can rest off this headache, with my new belt." She said as she jumped and came down elbow first on Gwen's chest to take the wind out of her before pulling her leg up and going for the pinfall. The ref came down as the matched seemed to be nearing its end.

Overwhelmed with what had been a veritable tsunami of a momentum shift, the haughty aristocrat remained splayed out at Amy's feet with only the slightest inkling of what had transpired over the last few minutes. The unmitigated thrashing Gwendolyn had been subjected to could have arguably been worth the price of admission for an audience that couldn't have been more thrilled from seeing the loathed noblewoman receive due comeuppance.

However, the very notion that someone of her supremely noble stature could succumb to such an uncouth peasant like Amy was gradually fueling her fuming resistance. A slight tilt of her head motioning off the canvas along with her shoulders being the best she could manage at the moment, though her swelling and indignant rage would be promptly snuffed out by a collapsing elbow drop onto her perfect chest.

"Hugh..." Gwen's lifeless limbs jerked up before settling back down from what may have been the proverbial nail in the coffin. The dainty aristocrat having been squashed and flattened back down to the canvas from the uncouth lion lady's heart-stopping drop. The heiress' mumbling head tilting to the side with her eyes sewn shut, all while she was apparently showing no sign of resisting what appeared to be an impending title loss...

"1!"

Akiha watched as Gwendolyn was being taken down. Seeing the elbow drop and then Amy going for the pin, the Crimson hair wrestler decided to act. While most wrestlers would simply try to run into the ring and attempt to break the pin, that would allow the other tag partner to interfere and stop Akiha. Instead, the Japanese Crusader would suddenly jump on top of the turnbuckle before then leaping off it, aiming to go right towards Amy. Once off it, she performed a flip before then bring her legs doing, attempting to do a somersault dropkick, trying to get one of her legs to land on Amy's head and the other on her back. Attacking in such a matter effectively removed any chance of Kyoko interfering, as she was going far faster than a wrestler could attempt to run in and even if Kyoko could move faster then Akiha could jump, there wasn't anything she could do to stop the attack. So in Akiha mind, it seemed to be the perfect attack.

Amy kept a firm grip on her legs as she pinned Gwen. She didn't think that she would be getting up again, though when she looked over at Kyoko and she saw that the girl was looking shocked at something she didn't have any concerns. She was probably shocked they were about to be Tag champs. Which was honestly something that shocked her as well. "TWO!" Gwen wasn't moving, this must be it. She just had to keep her down for another second and then she would-*Bam!* Amy felt something come down on her head and back as Akiha sprang to life. Kyoko came into the ring as Akiha jumped off the ropes but Akiha got to Amy first on account of her spring board.

"Dammit.." she groaned as she held her head before Kyoko charged and attempted to knock the redhead down. as Amy stood up Kyoko would try and knock Akiha back out of the ring and join her out there to keep her from interfering again while Amy held her head and walked over to them, staying in the ring but making sure that Akiha doesn't do anything.

Jumping off the turnbuckle, Akiha would perform a flip before her two feet hit Amy, breaking the pin. The audience would boo at the result, annoyed at Akiha interfering with the pin count. Now having saved the match, Akiha would start to get to her feet, only to be hit with a shoulder tackle, knocking her back down to the ground by Kyoko. “Gah!” stated Akiha as she held her chest while the referee would tell the two of them to get back into their corner. Before the crimson hair wrestler could do anything, she would be pushed out of the ring by Kyoko and then fall down to the ground, taking a bit more damage. She would then roll a bit before trying to grab onto the railing to help herself up. After all, she couldn't afford to stay down, not with Gwendolyn possibly still needing her help and having the tag belts on the line.

Stunned onlookers watched on with bated anticipation for what appeared to be an imminent title change after the thorough dismantling of the pretentious noblewoman had left her battered, motionless, and obviously incapable of resisting the impending three count. Every single solitary soul in that audience becoming a Pride Queens fan for the night as they shouted in unison with every thunderous slap against the canvas. Each one seemingly counting down the seconds of the Imperial Order's tag team reign...

...before all hopes would be dashed by the timely interference of Gwendolyn's by now rested partner, igniting fervent booing supplemented by sudden cheers as Kyoko would tackle the interfering aristocrat through the ropes. Gwendolyn herself being wholly unaware of the pandemonium unfolding all around as she rolled and grasped onto the bottom rope.

Every aching muscle in her body compelling Gwendolyn to stay down as she grasped the nearby ropes, using them one at a time to steady her groggy ascension. The last few minutes having become a blur of strikes and slams that served to also damage her aristocratic pride in the process. The Pride Queens daring to make her look like a fool like this...with Amy in particular having earned the brunt of her ire. Gwendolyn than scanning the canvas with one wincing eye while leaning heavily against the ropes until she found the loathsome lioness.

Stumbling forward at a painfully hobbled pace, Gwen approached Amy's blindside with renewed vigor and a piercing glare centered squarely upon her. Mounting anticipation filled the stadium with the majority attempting to warn Amy somehow. But with the slightest motioning of Amy turning around, Gwen's honed instincts would have her leap up and spin in place. Her infamous Colère de Dieu superkick finisher making an impactful return should it connect...

Kyoko knocked Akiha out of the match and sent her to the ground, following closely after her in an effort to keep her out of the ring this time around. Akiha would try and get back up while Kyoko stood back and watched not wanting to risk the girl getting some kind advantage by clawing at her eyes or knocking her head against the barricade to take her out of commission and prevent her from helping Amy should she try anything different.

Amy was standing and looking at the downed redhead annoyed that she hit her and got out before she could hit back, even though technically it was Kyoko who knocked her out. She opened her mouth to yell at Kyoko to throw Akiha back in the ring so she could kick her ass when she heard movement behind her. Turning around she didn't even look back in time to see what connected as the kick caught her at an awkward angle on her cheek and sent her down to the floor with a loud thump as her body hit the matt. Kyoko was none the wiser to her partners current situation as the Lion dropped like a sack of bricks from the vicious kick.