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by skip-stop Fri Sep 11, 2020 5:51 pm

- Let me guess, are you in anticipation? - asked Victoria, watching the blonde, who was already finishing her workout.

Astrid didn't answer right away, but she let herself smile. Hell yes, she was in real anticipation. When Victoria was able to organize this match, the long-haired blonde felt shivers all over her body. She did not need to ask who her opponent was, the name of this girl was known to absolutely everyone. And when the Golden Dragon saw the inscription “Astrid Arvidsson vs Jessica Wright” in the contract, the girl's thoughts were busy only waiting for the day when she could meet the one who was called the toughest bitch of AFW.

- In any case, you should be careful, - without receiving an answer, said Victoria.
- Have I ever let you down? - Astrid asked with a grin, straightening to her full height and putting on her long glove.
- No. But it seems to me that you are taking everything too lightly, - the manager reasonably noted.
- With all due respect, Victoria, you still don’t know me well enough, - Astrid’s voice was harsh, but she wasn’t harsh, - I am perfectly aware of who my opponent is. But I don't take it lightly. You still do not understand for what I live. Perhaps when you understand this, you will begin to distinguish between my joy at a strong rival and my frivolity. Now, excuse me, I have to go, today I have a very long night.

Astrid left the dressing room, leaving Victoria alone with her thoughts. This Englishwoman was a good person, but she did not understand how Astrid felt when she fought a strong rival. Perhaps no one understands this. From some point of view, this was not surprising, we are all different people. It wasn't work for her. She did not trade her skills for money. For her, it was not a way to assert herself. She didn't take pleasure in hitting someone. For her, this is the path. The path to be traversed. Only in this way will she become stronger as a person. The girl stopped in front of the curtains and took a deep breath. She was very excited today.

- To the last drop of sweat! - she said to herself, striking her left palm with her right fist.

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Entrance Music:

Her dynamic music began and the girl came out from behind the curtains. She was greeted with loud applause and it made her smile. She won the hearts of people, they loved her and loved the show she gave them. Already twice she had to stake the love of the public. And twice she proved that she is ready to confirm her right to call herself the one who is ready to kick any ass. Astrid raised her arms above her head and folded her palms like a crown. Today she was wearing an outfit that the audience loved. She was wearing an orange sports top with her personal logo, black tight pants, a dark belt, high black boots and the glove on her right hand. It was a long glove, at first glance resembling a high-tech prosthesis. On her back and left arm was a huge Golden Dragon tattoo, and in the lower part of her abdomen and right shoulder was her personal logo.

She started down the ramp, stopping several times to take a few photos and even sign posters. The Norwegian girl has never suffered from star fever, but it would be a lie to say that she does not need all this. The fans loved her and she responded in kind. The Golden Dragon rolled under the lower rope and jumped to its feet. Stepping into the center of the ring, she raised her right fist above her head, greeting the audience one last time.

Before the last note, she again slammed her left palm with her right fist, indicating that today she is ready to give her one hundred percent. Her music ended and the audience gave her a final round of applause. The long-haired blonde greeted the referee and headed for her corner. She could hardly restrain her emotions. Each of her opponents was strong. But she had no doubt that Jessica Wright would become the strongest opponent to date. And she couldn't wait any longer. Astrid wanted her rival to come out and they clashed fists. She has a good feeling about this.

by LtLukas Tue Sep 15, 2020 12:03 am

Jessica looked in the mirror. There were two eyes looking back at her, but they were made invisible thanks to the fact that her purple hair was hanging down in front of her face. Even the outline of her face was made recondite thanks to the fact that she had a hoodie on. It wasn't to hide her face. Or, she supposed, that was not the original intention. When she stepped into her locker room for the match tonight, it would be against Astrid Arvidsson. There was not much tape on the woman, and even fewer rumors about her. But it was clear to see from her powerful body that she was a strong woman, and from her long flowing blonde mane that she would have the star power to rise to the cream of the crop. Jessica had donned the hoodie so that she could do some jumping jacks and warm herself up for what she knew was going to be a good contest.

Jessica leaned back in her chair. It was one of the fancier locker rooms that they had reserved for the people who moved tickets. Jessica looked around at the room that she was in. For the first time in a good long while she had a match without the belt being there alongside her. For so long, she had looked at gaining and keeping the belt as the only source of her identity. And now it was gone, according to her own volition. She looked back at the mirror. There was a woman under there, one who would have to forge a new identity. One who could take their lumps and dish them back out. But one who would not engage in underhanded tactics to do so.

The Violent Violet breathed in and breathed out, deeply. Over the course of the last year, she had gotten acclimated to everyone clambering for her belt, and using a whole host of weapons alongside a bunch of nasty tricks to get it from her. At the time, it felt like so much was on the line. But tonight, there would be so much more. To her, at least. This would be her opportunity to blaze a new trail for herself, one where she would be mentally and emotionally free of all the pressures that she had placed on herself. But she also knew that she could very well succumb to that same pressure, and the tendrils of the darkness would reach out and seize her, and drag her back to the tenebrous place that she had endured so much pain to get out of.

Jessica stood up, and threw off her hoodie.

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Jessica made her way down the hallways of AFW, and stood at the staging area. She couldn't help but marvel at the reaction that Astrid got. She wondered if maybe someday when she had proven to all of them that she was on the straight and narrow, that they would one day cheer for her like that. The Violent Violet had always told herself that she didn't really care about that sort of stuff, but at her very first show, she heard how much the audience cheered for the big heroes and the stars. And how they didn't cheer for her father, or her brothers. And how good that must have felt to feel the adulation.

The jangling, haunting guitar of her new theme music was soon accompanied by the thrumming of a huge bass drum. It was more appropriate for a Halloween hayride to hell, rather than a wrestler, but Jessica liked it. The crowd, for their part, did not like it so much. Or perhaps they did not like her so much. There were still some among them who applauded for her, but she could not deny that Astrid got much more of a pop. Instead of flipping them off like she usually did, she just looked at the fans as she made her way down the ramp. Some of them were staring back at her. Jessica felt awkward, and that awkwardness manifested itself in her cracking a slight smile. That seemed to warm some of them up.

Jessica slid under the bottom rope, and eased back into her corner. Usually here she threw out some barb, something intended to hurt her opponent's feelings to throw them off their game. But Jessica was holding back. "Good luck," she said. There was a certain curtness to her words. But there was no evil, nothing hard in her face. Just focus.

by skip-stop Wed Sep 16, 2020 10:06 pm

The Norwegian girl didn’t hold back a smile when her rival came out from behind the curtains. Astrid had her own reasons for waiting for this match. Of course, the long-haired blonde did not flatter herself with the thought that Jessica was waiting for this match with the same enthusiasm. Despite the fact that the Golden Dragon had a very impressive start to a new career and that each of her rivals was simply incredibly strong, the long-haired blonde knew that she was not even close to Jessica's place. This American girl has gone through countless matches, endured a lot of pain and stood up to many insane women. This was enough for Astrid to consider her a worthy rival. Although many others might have thought otherwise.

This idea was confirmed by the fact that Violet received very mediocre support from the audience. The Golden Dragon did not have time to trace the entire career path of her rival, but Victoria provided her ward with all the necessary information. Including the fact that Jessica voluntarily renounced her title. This was very unusual for Astrid. For many, the hardcore title and Jessica Wright were the same thing. And this girl, who with blood and sweat created a reputation for being the toughest bitch for herself, refused it. Astrid did not like to delve into someone else's soul because she would not let anyone into her own. But she was sure that the purple-haired girl had her reasons for this. A person will never give up what he has been going for so long, just like that.

"Great Odin..." - Astrid thought as Jessica stepped into the ring.

Of course, they never met in person, so this was to be expected, but still, Jessica made a very strong impression on the Golden Dragon. This girl possessed not only an athletic and strong body, but also real beauty. Astrid never hid it, she always had a certain weakness in front of strong and beautiful girls and, on rare occasions, guys. But what attracted her the most was her eyes. The Norwegian girl stood and looked into those purple eyes and could not take her own eyes off.

"These eyes... are like mine..." - she thought involuntarily.

She did not even notice that she was looking so unceremoniously at a completely unfamiliar girl. Jessica's words brought her out of her trance. Astrid blinked a few times and then raised her eyebrows. Not a single opponent had ever wished her luck before the fight, for her it was something new. It was only now that Golden Dragon noticed how concentrated Jessica was. The long-haired blonde remembered the words of the American girl that she wanted to start a new chapter in her life, she said so before her last hardcore match. Astrid had seen a lot in her life, so she suspected that now her rival was probably experiencing some mental problems and doubts. Becoming a new person and giving up who you were is never easy, Astrid knew it like no one else. It took her too long ...

She had no illusions, she was not here to give life advice. She was here to kick this girl's ass. She didn't need fame. She had no intention of taking anything from Jessica. She only wanted a good match. Pure competition that Astrid loved so much. But still…

- Thank you, huh, - Astrid said with a confident smile on her face as she left her corner and walked into the center of the ring. - My name is Astrid Arvidsson. Give me a good match and I'll do the same for you.

With these words, she pushed her right fist forward, inviting her opponent to clash with their fists instead of the classic handshake. It may not have mattered to Jessica, but that is how Astrid has always stated that she has no negative feelings towards her opponent. That was her way of indicating why she was here. That was how she showed respect.

She hoped that Jessica would understand that Astrid treats her with an open mind and that this would help her at least a little to ease the burden that was pressing on her. However, regardless of this, the long-haired blonde was determined to take a few steps back after that in order to take a fighting stance. It was a match. And the referee was soon to give a start. Only the ringing of the bell separated her from what she was waiting so impatiently. Jessica was a living legend and now Astrid was going to check if she had enough strength to face such a rival. Not. Don't just meet. She was going to check if she had enough strength to defeat such an unusual woman!

by LtLukas Tue Sep 22, 2020 12:02 am

Jessica looked at her opponent. On the tiny screen of her laptop, Astrid was a golden speck that threw women around the ring. Here, she was a beautiful young northern girl who was facing down the former queen of the hardcore division. She wondered if Astrid would fade already, here in now, in the presence of a former champion. The blonde woman blinked and raised her eyebrows. She did not know if that was a look of surprise at seeing Jessica in the flesh, resigned exasperation at having to fight someone like Jessica, or Astrid being surprised at how easy it might be to win this match. For a second, Jessica mulled over those options in her head before she discarded that thought entirely.

That thought was not going to help her anymore. Jessica knew her name, but Astrid said it anyways. From how she looked just a second ago, she knew who Jessica was. The old Jessica would have laughed and said something mean, but that wasn't who Jessica was anymore. "Name's Jessica." The reply was not meant to be a terse one. By the time that Jessica got it out, the blonde woman was already raising her fists. As much fun as she might have had talking with this woman, now was neither the time nor the place for it. And as such, Jessica raised her own fists to prepare for battle.

Jessica walked up and bumped her fist against Astrid's. The bell rung. The Violent Violet much preferred this to other forms of greeting each other, as it showed that the two combatants respected one another while sharing the mutual understanding that they were there to fight. The bell rung, and Jessica scooted back and out. She wanted to sidestep into a circle, looking for any points of weakness as she analyzed her opponent.

They were the same height. Pretty close to the same weight too. And Jessica couldn't help but notice that their eyes were very similar in appearance to one another. That gave her pause. Then like a wave gone out to see, the moment pregnant with anticipation, Jessica charged forward without mercy. She planted her lead foot and spun around in a tight circle, as she launched a spinning back fist at her opponent's head to get the match started off right.

by skip-stop Sat Sep 26, 2020 1:07 pm

- Honored to meet you, huh, - Astrid said as their fists collided.

She didn't expect her rival to be wordy, so the name was enough. Plus, a much more important thing for the Norwegian girl was the fact that Jessica accepted this little gesture before the match. Now the long-haired blonde could enjoy real and impartial competition with a pure soul. Not every fighter has a honor, but Astrid has always believed that the moment when opponents' fists collide for the first time during a greetings, it creates a bond between them, at least for the duration of the match.

The Golden Dragon took a few steps back. She was well aware of Violet's aggressive style, so her choice was obvious now. She clenched her fists and raised them to the level of her chin, the right fist was near her head, and the left fist moved slightly forward. The girl's left leg was moved half a step forward, and her socks were pointing slightly to the side. With her knees bent slightly, she kept her back straight, but slightly tilted her torso forward. She was ready. Boxing was her main weapon and she was determined to use it.

Ding-Ding-Ding.

The spectators shouted, welcoming the start of the match. And they had a reason for this. No one doubted Jessica's skills as they watched her career. And many managed to understand how promising Astrid is, considering the amazing results that she showed. Many were expecting a real battle of the titans today. And, there was nothing to hide, Astrid was expecting this too.

The American girl started first, taking a side step for a good view. And the Golden Dragon did the same in order not to give her rival additional space. Her lavender eyes were fixed on Jessica's chin, allowing her to control the movements of the former hardcore queen more precisely. Despite the fact that the long-haired blonde felt aroused, her heart was beating evenly, she was concentrated. And she was in no hurry, with such a serious opponent any rush can lead to sad consequences, Astrid was going to act professionally.

The Violent Violet took a step forward and Astrid braced herself. The girl would have expected a smooth checking from many other opponents, however, now she was ready that this match will begin with confident actions. And she was not mistaken, since the position of her rival's legs meant only that she was going to turn around on her axis. The Golden Dragon's eyes flashed as a spinning back fist headed towards her head. It was a very risky punch, especially at the start of the match, it looks like Jessica was determined. And this only means that the former MMA fighter must respond no less decisively.

Taking a diagonal step, the Golden Dragon intended to bend down and make a pendulum motion to allow that fist to pass over her head, and then straighten up to her full height before Jessica brought her hand back. Her rival risked with this punch and in case of a successful evasion, Astrid was going to try to take advantage of Jessica's defenseless side. The arm muscles of the long-haired blonde tensed and her right arm went to the head of the Violent Violet! Turning her torso to the side, Astrid was going to strengthen and accelerate this right hook, which she sent directly to her opponent's chin with a furious power!

by LtLukas Tue Sep 29, 2020 3:44 am

Jessica had done risky moves at the start of matches before. For a while there, she had started off every match with a missile dropkick until one time she got caught and thrown down to the mat. Now she was trying something new, something daring. It was in her nature to do such. No woman ever became the hardcore champion by doing the same old same old. And no woman ever gave up that same title belt because they were interested in doing the same thing for long. As she approached her opponent, she recognized that things may go badly for her. Astrid did not have the open palmed stance of a wrestler, but rather the closed fisted stance of a boxer. She probably knew how to deal with it. And even if she didn't, Astrid almost certainly could cobble together some defense for what was coming.

As Jessica completed her spin, she knew that she should have felt something. Something hard like a fist colliding with a cheek. Hell, she would have even taken her forearm slamming into a raised arm as she defended herself. But instead, she hit nothing. The power of the spinning backfist was immense, but it left her wide open to counter attack. Her purple eyes tracked her opponent's body as her muscles tensed up. The Violent Violet did what she could to bring her arms back to defend herself, but it was too late. Her face contorted with the pain to come as Astrid's fist made a beeline towards Jessica's chin.

Then it struck. Instantly, Jessica faltered back. For a second or two, she wobbled, doing what she could to stay up. In her career, she had been struck with all sorts of things. Glass tubes, kendo sticks, chairs, you name it. All of those hurt a lot, but none of them compared to the punch that she just got. The stars faded after a second, as Jessica hunched down into her stance again. That one hurt. A lot. Lesson learned, Jessica thought as she peered at her opponent, wondering what route to take as she tried to find some crack in the defenses. The crowd cheered the young blonde upstart as they saw Jessica on her back heels, but she found her footing to their dismay.

Head still pounding, Jessica tore forward again. This time, it was not for another punch. Jessica's forearms protected her head as she lowered the boom to shoot for a takedown. The Violent Violet was a wild, not technical brawler. That favored her in a streetfight and in a hardcore match. But if this became a boxing match, Jessica had little confidence in her abilities. So she was going to stick with what she knew best, good old fashioned wrestling.

It wasn't very flashy. But she was hoping it would get the job done.

by skip-stop Sat Oct 03, 2020 7:37 pm

The crowd roared as Astrid's fist collided with her rival's chin. The force of her blow was so great that Jessica was even forced to move back. The Golden Dragon saw that her rival's gaze was out of focus. The right corner of the girl's lips lifted slightly, the first blow belonged to her, and she was going to continue in the same spirit. Keeping her fists at her chin's level, she moved towards the purple-haired girl. There was determination in her lavender eyes. Many people really considered her an upstart. Perhaps there was even some truth in this. But as Astrid always said, unlike all other upstarts, she can prove what she is capable of.

Astrid's basic style was extremely simple, she always tried to use her incredible strength in order to attack the opponent until he had no way to escape. And now she saw no reason to act differently. However, after the first step, the long-haired blonde had to reconsider her plan, since the Violent Violet was able to find balance and regain her clarity of mind. Moreover, Jessica was not going to sit out in defense, again darting towards the Golden Dragon. Astrid's eyes narrowed as the former champion raised her arms high to protect her head, it looks like she was a quick learner. Astrid dropped her left arm a little lower, planning to counterattack at the last moment.

But this time, the American girl managed to surprise her, because instead of another attempt to attack with a punch, Jessica rushed to the feet of the Golden Dragon. Astrid didn't have time to do anything when her rival grabbed her legs and knocked the ground out from under the feet of the Norwegian girl. Now the Violent Violet really began to live up to her reputation, because only a fighter who knows how to adapt could reach those heights that Jessica has already conquered. The audience buzzed loudly as the Golden Dragon's feet lifted from the ring.

From the first match, many began to believe that the whole point of Astrid was that she was a striker. One cocky guy even decided to play on the girl's pride and called her for a match where it was almost impossible to use punches, hoping that it would give him an advantage. This point of view amused the Norwegian girl. She would never have become a European MMA champion if she only knew how to punch. Now the muscle memory of the Golden Dragon kicked in even before the complete idea formed in her head.

She tried to lift her legs even higher. When she fell, the pain with a sudden impulse passed down her back, the girl could not fully group herself, so she just had to exhale before the collision in order to at least slightly mitigate the consequences. It might seem that she only aggravated her situation by trying to raise her legs even higher. But for those who have forgotten that she is not only a striker, everything has come to clear up now. Because Astrid was intent on crossing her legs behind Jessica's back, limiting her ability to move and also putting tremendous pressure on her waist!

Hoping to be ahead of the curve, her arms darted forward to grab the Violent Violet's neck and block her right arm! Damn it, Astrid was an MMA fighter and wrestling on the ground was her second bread! She was proud, but conceit had not yet blinded her. And now she hoped that Jessica would begin to understand that this match would be much more difficult for her than she had expected! Because now the Golden Dragon was intent on taking advantage of this takedown and trapping the Violent Violet in a guillotine choke hold!

by LtLukas Tue Oct 06, 2020 2:56 am

Jessica was a missile racing forward, unable to stop her momentum forward even if she tried. It was still early in the match, and Jessica knew that what she was doing wouldn't be without its reprisals. She felt Astrid's feet leave the ground, which would have usually been a good thing. For a second, Jessica felt encouraged by the fact that Astrid was moved up and back so easily. But that intense pride and joy that she felt after having removed Astrid from the bonds of the earth turned to ash in her mouth as those powerful legs of Astrid encircled her as she plummeted to the earth. That would have been bad enough by itself, she was being choked now too.

The Violent Violet intended to come down to the ground with her opponent in her arms, but now the tables had turned completely. Her hands went to her neck, ready to defend like her life depended on it. Astrid's arms were powerful coils, binding Jessica's neck in brutal fashion. It was everything that she could do to keep her opponent at bay. Only the thinnest of gaps lingered between the strong muscles in Astrid's arms and Jessica's vulnerable neck. It was possible that Jessica could remain in the hold, but Jessica knew that any second in the guillotine choke was going to be a long and painful one. And once a few started accumulating, her night would be over. The night was far too young for Jessica to go lights out.

So Jessica started moving. Carefully, she planted her feet, and got a wide stance. From there, she attempted to straighten her back, essentially deadlifting her opponent from the mat. One of the interesting things about this particular move was the fact their bodies were so closely entwined, like lovers embracing on a bed. While she had had a few matches like that in the past, this one was not one of those. But as she felt Astrid's strong body so close to her, she wondered if she could start working her way towards that.

But that would be a concern for another time. The only thing that Jessica wanted to focus on now was ridding herself of her opponent. Mirroring Astrid's own move, she wrapped her arms around her opponent's back so that she could not work her way free. From there, she would fall forward and down to slam her opponent down as hard as she could to see if she could get Astrid to let her go.

As she went through with the move, Jessica knew that she was burning energy and burning oxygen. But already she had endeavored so much, eager to taste the delight of victory after having just lost the title.

by skip-stop Sat Oct 10, 2020 8:25 pm

The Golden Dragon's arms wrapped around Jessica's neck and arms. The girl tensed her steel muscles, trying to squeeze her rival's neck as tightly as possible. Astrid had not the slightest doubt that the American girl would try to free herself and prevent the former MMA fighter from completing this business to the end. But even if she did not manage to strangle the Violent Violet, she was sure that every new second goes to her account. After all, the longer Astrid keeps Jessica here, the weaker her rival becomes.

Given the fact that there was practically no free space between the girls, from the side it really looked like their bodies were completely intertwined and became one. The long-haired blonde felt the American girl's generous chest resting on her waist, but she tried to ignore it as much as possible. Astrid had a soft spot for strong girls. This fact did not require proof. And their match had just begun, so Astrid was sure that she would still have time to feel the passion as it did in her debut match.

Moreover, the Golden Dragon has more important things to which she should pay attention. After all, Jessica decided not to wait for the last moment, she spread her legs to the sides in order to gain confident points of support, and then began to rise up. Astrid's eyes narrowed slightly, she did not doubt the physical strength of her rival, but the fact that she was able to lift such a mountain of muscles as Astrid, provided there was no access to oxygen, aroused sincere admiration.

“Okay…” thought the Norwegian girl.

She wasn't going to let the purple haired girl dictate the terms, so the best solution would be to try to regroup. And as soon as she thought about it, the Violent Violet's arms wrapped around the back of the former MMA fighter, completely eliminating the possibility of escape. Well, now they really did look like a couple hugging, perhaps even a very passionate couple, considering Astrid was trying to strangle Jessica and Jessica was trying to do something serious to Astrid.

And, perhaps, the word serious was a very significant understatement here, as the former champion directed the body of the Golden Dragon downward, pressing the long-haired blonde into the mat with force and weight.

"Grrrahhh!!" burst out of the girl's mouth.

A blast of pain spread from the center of her back all over her body, but, much worse, she hit the back of her head again. And this time it was much more serious, because the American girl did not just knock the earth out from under Astrid's feet as was the case with takedown. Now she has used a very significant momentum. And although the Golden Dragon was a very, very strong girl, now this effort on the part of Jessica was enough. For just one brief moment, Astrid had stars in her eyes. And it was at this moment that her arms and legs lost strength, significantly weakening the hold that was holding her rival.

by LtLukas Tue Oct 20, 2020 2:30 am

Jessica thought that there was something beautifully ironic in the fact that she had completed her takedown. There was a bit of a detour along the way, but Jessica had made it. Astrid had showed Jessica that she was quite the strong woman, but she knew that even the strongest woman was vulnerable to being attacked by a sharp strong attack. And the Violent Violet was lucky enough that she was able to pull the move off. The blonde woman's grip weakened. It did not completely dissipate, but it weakened. And Jessica knew that such a window of opportunity would not last for long, and she was going to hurl herself through it as much as she could.

The Violent Violet grabbed Astrid's arms to contain them as much as they could. Jessica's legs were still on the ground, thanks to the fact that Jessica had followed through with her slam, and she was going to use that to her fullest extent. With a full breath of air now in her lungs, she exploded upwards with great force to free herself of the strong blonde woman who had just been accosting her. Her hair flowed up in a wild rainbow arc as she earned the berth of the ring for herself. She took a step back for a second, trying to assess the situation for herself. The match was still young, and in the early exchanges she had gotten the worse for the wear. Any analysis would have to be conducted quickly, as Jessica would have only a few passing moments to attack Astrid before she recovered and got back in it.

Jessica jumped up a bit and stuck her knee out, looking to bring her knee down on Astrid's gut. The move was a quick one, a transitional that would keep the blonde for long enough that Jessica could wheel around and get into a side position from Astrid. From there, she would latch onto her opponent's wrist and loop her arm around below Astrid's arm. Astrid seemed to know a lot about MMA. Jessica was more than okay with that. She knew a lot about MMA too, which meant that Jessica was in a perfect position to go for a kimura.

Jessica didn't mind getting technical one bit. She had entered this world through pure pro wrestling, but as time went on, she had learned more and more jiu jitsu and striking. One of the reasons that she did so was because it was incredibly effective. And those guillotine chokes would not be coming as hard as they had just done so because the kimura would be sapping the strength from Astrid's arm. If she could, she would move to the side and ensconse Astrid's head between her thighs. That would give her a better vantage point to twist the kimura that little bit harder, and make the submission that much tighter.

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