Brünhilde Larsson vs Roxy Ashworthy -- Taking on a Conqueror in a Cage!

Match Type: Cage Match
Victory Condition: Pinfall, Submission, KO, or Escape from the Cage

Brünhilde Larsson:

Brünhilde sat backstage in silence, wrapping up her right knee with some athletic tape. She had tweaked it in her debut match and it was still a bit sore, but she wasn't about to let it get in the way of athletic competition. Brünhilde was a woman of no excuses, and she wasn't about to just sit on the sidelines and let a slightly sore knee stop her from getting in the way of a good fight.

She took one last sip of her pre-match green tea and zipped up her ring jacket as she made her way to the curtain. Tonight's match was going to be a stark, stark contrast from her previous one. Rather than having falls count anywhere in the building, this time she would be locked up in a steel cage. At least nobody could say she wasn't up for anything.

The opening keys of her theme hit and she made her way out to the ramp, pointing out at the crowd. She received a relatively decent reaction for it only being her third match, but as she looked out at the ring, she came to the sudden realization that she hadn't actually ever planned out her entrance. In her previous matches she at least had her opponents already in the ring so she could focus on that. Oh well -- there's always match 4, right?

She jogged down the ramp and rolled into the ring, gazing up at the cage hanging above as she awaited her opponent.

Spoiler:

It was a bit of a surprise, going up against a relative newcomer whom didn't have too many stories to her name. So far Roxy had been fighting the cream of the crop so to say. For the most part she had also dominated those opponents and come out on top. With one or two exceptions of course, still she knew that she was about the best that Friction had to offer already.

What was even better was that it was a match where she would have what she'd assume to be a clear advantage. After all she was well seasoned in the arts of the cage. Therefore perhaps this was an unfair bout for her opponent. Still, Roxy wouldn't complain. When her music hit the arena, she was already at the top of the ramp, stepping out from the curtains as the crowd would start to boo her as she made her appearance after all she had been destroying some of the most beloved icons of AFW...it was only natural that she would be disliked.

Roxy walked down with her usual cocky and confident strut as she made her way towards the ring. Climbing into the ring she would glance up at the cage above them, then back to the beautiful opponent that stood before her. She would smile a little, walking up towards her as she would look her opponent over for a quick second...then she'd scoff and back up, folding her arms underneath her impressive rack. Seemingly unimpressed with tonights challenger.

As soon as Brünhilde laid eyes on Roxy, she knew she was no regular challenger. There was definitely an aura about her, and it wasn't just because she was quite attractive. The way she carried herself with such confidence and poise, not caring about the crowd's negative reaction whatsoever. She definitely looked like someone with full confidence in herself, and certainly someone worthy of the "Conqueror" nickname.

Brünhilde flashed her a smirk as she entered the ring, flexing a bit to try and catch her attention and psyche her out. Mayyyyybe to also try and impress her a little bit. Unfortunately for her, however, Roxy just scoffed and crossed her arms, seeming completely nonplussed by the Swedish Valkyrie!

"Ah skit...can't let her get one over on me this early!! Gotta get my heat back before she makes me look like a loser!" Brünhilde thought to herself, then a sly grin crossed her face. Without a word, she slowly unzipped her ring jacket, swaying a bit as she revealed her toned body. She then removed her jacket and winked at Roxy before tossing it toward her face!

Roxy would keep her eyes at Brunhilde as she would see her unzip her ring jacket in a bit to show herself off, as she then tossed her jacket towards Roxy, the right hand of the Green haired beauty shot up and grabbed the jacket that was flying in the direction of her face. She managed to catch it before it came up towards her face, as she would fling it away behind her.

The Conqueror would narrow her eyes a little, stepping up right into the face of Brunhilde as she would press her impressive rack against the Swedish warrior's own impressive assets. She would keep herself pressed against her, as she began to speak. " Well aren't you cocky? Don't worry about that, I can fix that." Roxy spoke out in a cocky manner as she would glare into Brundhilde's eyes.