SS 19 AFW Championship - Alison Seong (c) vs. Adrian Kytes

Alison tossed the challenger, who wasn't that much smaller than herself, with relative ease with her strength. The smug Champion decided to take her time with this, a methodical pace to pick Adrian apart piece by piece as she strutted across the ring to follow the former Cosplayer as she was getting back to her feet. After fighting opponents like Cecilia and Death Bunny, she wrote off Adrian as a weaker opponent as she reached out for one of Adrian's arms.

If she could grab at the wrist, Alison would yank on the arm to jerk Adrian towards her as she stretched out her right arm, attempting to smash it right into the Challenger's chest with a stiff clothesline!

Adrian looked like she was on the ropes (metaphorically at least) already, but while the former cosplayer lacked the physical strength of the powerhouses Alison had been ploughing through, she didn't get to the main event by being helpless against larger foes. One moment Adrian looked as though she was going to fall over if not for Alison's grip, the next she was ducking the short arm clothesline with relative ease, following her dodge by tangling her leg with the half-Korean fighter's and throwing herself backwards, pulling them both down with a Russian leg sweep as Adrian rolled through back onto her feet.

Alison swung with reckless abandon, not anticipating Adrian to fight back judging on how limp and noodle she was as she stepped into the clothesline for the maximum force. However, it left her unbalanced as she missed Adrian completely as she ducked underneath her attack, stumbling forward as her eyes widened. Before she could recover, her right leg was wrapped around back Adrian's as her head was caught, her arm that was about to smash into Adrian was wrapped tightly against the body as she was swung back.

Swept off of her feet, even the strongest woman would fall if leverage was used against her and balance was disrupted as Alison crashed back first against the mat! Unaware that Adrian had rolled up to her feet, Alison quickly sat up, grasping at the back of her head as she tried reaching around, trying to find the (not) grounded Adrian.

When Alison sat up, Adrian was already standing up behind her ready to strike at the champion, even if her first attacks hadn't had the desired effect she was pretty sure that this one would. The brunette took a big step forward before swinging a soccerball kick into the purple-clad fighter's spine, trying to get as much force as she could without a full run up for her spot kick.

Alison couldn't feel Adrian anywhere she thought she was at, looking at her side and realizing that Adrian wasn't there to be found. Instead, she got a hard kick right to the back that sent shocks of pain throughout her body. "Agh!" she cried out as she arched her back, her teeth gritting as the tinglings of pain was coursing through her body. She was slow to react, moving around slowly to get on her knees as she tried to get back to a standing position!

"Not so smug about getting hit now, are you?" Adrian taunted with a manic laugh as she watched the champion rise up a lot slower than she was getting back in the former cosplayer's face earlier, while she took her time to slap on a side headlockto the kneeling fighter, slowing the match down and getting her bearings properly back after the rushed exchange of being thrown about to leaping around. Now it was Alison's turn to wear herself out while Adrian looked in control. Not calm though, Adrian hadn't looked calm all year.

Alison growled out, she wanted to continue to give nothing to her opponent in terms of satisfaction of hurting her with that kick to the spine. Alison slowly made it to a hunched over stance allowing Adrian to slap a headlock around her head, Alison's first instinct was to wrap her arms around her waist as the arm squeezed around her head. She gritted her teeth, even though she was larger than Adrian there was nothing she could do to strengthen her head from resist being compressed.

Dropping back down to a knee, Alison's eyes shut tightly as she began pushing into Adrian, trying to open up some space for herself. Being forced to slow down after beginning to start up a string of moves, not to mention being dropped by a russian leg sweep, frustrated Alison as she gritted her teeth. All because of one slip up. She was not going to let that memory last long in people's mind!

Headlocks were great when you weren't the one stuck in them. Adrian had all the space in the world to get herself comfortable while making Alison feel the strain of the side of her face being pressed into the challenger's side, even as Alison responded by wrapping her in the best waist lock she could while the Korean woman was on one knee Adrian didn't have to worry about getting backdropped like she had against Gwendolyn.

The champion's power was presenting a problem as she kept trying to push the former cosplayer away the old fashioned way rather than keeping close. Adrian tried to get the most stable position she could, but with Alison's head going lower, she risked tripping herself up if she wanted to keep the hold on. The message had been sent though and Adrian could feel smug about that as she spun away from the hold, making hand gestures about the title being around her waist straight at the struggling champ.

Alison pushed at Adrian, using her forearm and elbow to push rather than her palm to drill and grind her hard bone into the side, trying to painfully force Adrian away as she tried to create some distance for herself. She could've tried to power her way out of the hold, but the grip on her head cautioned her to not risk having her own power be used against her and giving Adrian leverage to take her down to the ground.

With her already lowered posture, Alison lowered herself more to force Adrian to do the same, taking away her advantage with leverage as she was finally released, shoving hard into Adrian as she let go of her hold. Cranking her head, a foul scowl appeared on her lips, looking at the gesture as if Adrian had already won just by a few mere light moves. The audacity of her challenger sunk into Alison's mind, usually she was the one who was brash and disrespectful.

The other side of the shoe did not leave a pleasant taste in her mouth.

Against better judgment, Alison chose to press the attack, moving in with a fierce stride to try and get a hold of Adrian. Her arms extended out, she tried to herd Adrian towards a corner and if she was successful, she would use her bigger stature to load up on a right and swung wildly at Adrian's head!

Maybe a headlock wasn't enough of a move to start taunting after, sure it sucked to be in but once it was over Adrian was just giving Alison recovery time. At least she'd managed to wipe the smugness off the champion's face before Alison returned the favour. The former cosplayer was easily backed into a corner by the powerhouse champ even as she tried to lock up, in fact she was so worried about being grappled that her hands couldn't react in time to the heavy right smacking her in the jaw, spinning her back around as her head drooped over the top rope.