Jackpot PPV: Bingo Match: Astrid Arvidsson vs Misaki Toyoda

It was worth admitting that Astrid underestimated her rival a little. She had heard that Misaki was pretty good, but the first round made the blonde think she was the only favorite here. She did not have much conceit, she was only guided by the facts. When she took an almost undeniable lead in the first round, the Golden Dragon got several reasons to feel confident.

But, apparently, the Japanese woman needed a little time to get used to it all. Because after the start of the second round, Astrid had not yet received a single second of rest, not to mention the fact that there was no question of any advantage. The Ace of Berserk quite impressively took Astrid's breath away with hard strikes to the stomach. And then, deciding to end it all, went to the suplex and the pin attempt. Quite impressive.

Although Astrid never doubted her strength and was more than a confident woman, it never stopped her from recognizing the strength of other fighters. And now, as she lay on the mat, she was ready to admit that the Japanese woman was strong. But the descendant of the great Vikings would not have been able to respect herself if she had allowed her rival to win now. No, this round is not finished yet. Astrid is not finished yet. If Misaki wants to win, she needs something more.

It was with this thought that Astrid straightened her leg and jerked to the side. She managed to break the pin and to loud applause she began to refuse to the side. The body was still aching with pain. Her breathing did not recover and her head was spinning due to the amount of pain. The Norwegian woman was tough enough, but even she didn't deal very well with a lot of damage in a short amount of time. And Misaki made sure that the Golden Dragon took as much damage as possible. It seems the brunette more than fully understood that it is better not to mess with Astrid.

"Get up... quick," thought the blonde.

She knew that she was not in the best condition right now, but any option in which she would have remained on the mat would have ended badly for her. She was sure of it. Therefore, despite the pain and dizziness, she was determined to get to her feet. That way she had a better chance of doing something, even if it made her defend herself until the moment came. And this was another mistake on the part of the Golden Dragon.

She staggered as she rose to one knee, it seems like her head really hasn't bounced back after Misaki's hard attacks. But she ignored it, and the Golden Dragon rose to her feet, shaking her head. Perhaps for some it was not surprising, but for this it came as a real surprise. Despite the fact that she acted as quickly as possible for her current state, the Ace of Berserk was already there. And she was ready. As the blonde somehow got to her feet, the Japanese woman's foot slammed into her head without any warning.

A bright flash flashed before Astrid's eyes. Her head turned sharply to the side, and a trickle of saliva flew out of her mouth. From a cinematic point of view, it was a beautiful moment, but Astrid found no consolation in it. She knelt down and then collapsed forward like a sack of potatoes. She was lucky that her head was turned to the side, otherwise she would most likely have broken her nose with such a fall. Now even Astrid herself did not understand whether she was conscious or not. Before her eyes there was nothing but a white veil, and of all the available things, she felt only pain. But it was worth noting that viewers more than hotly appreciated the look of Astrid lying on her stomach, thanks to the excellent view of her ass and bunny tail.

You don't need to be a genius to realize that the second round started very sadly for the Golden Dragon. This was far from the first time that events took a sharp turn. And this was not the first time that she lost the advantage. But now, as the long-haired blonde lay on the mat, struggling to recover, she knew it would be difficult to get this round back on track.

And she was right, as the Japanese woman did not stop. Almost immediately, she grabbed Astrid, forcing her to her feet. The condition of the blonde's head still left much to be desired. She would have gladly pushed her opponent away and launched a counterattack, but the dizziness was too strong. And maybe she would have come to terms with all this, but there was a small problem. This bitch still couldn't shut her fucking mouth.

If there was anything Astrid genuinely hated, it was bragging rights. Of course, she, too, sometimes could throw a comment in the direction of the opponent, but at least she tried to find the right moment for this every time. Astrid felt anger begin to boil inside her. Did she really call her "sister"? More than anything, she now wanted to break the head of this brunette into pieces. But, unfortunately, she got something else instead.

Astrid's arms wrapped around her own neck, and a moment later Misaki threw her onto the mat using an unusual version of the straight jacket suplex. The Golden Dragon was already dizzy, and the moment her upper body collided with the mat, the light in her eyes darkened. She didn't even have time to cry out. There was a noise in the ears of the Norwegian woman, like after a grenade explosion, but even that did not prevent her from hearing that the striped shirt lay next to the wrestlers. And then there was the first slap of the hand on the mat.

"Shit..." thought the woman.

Her thoughts were now like a circle of snakes, she could not concentrate. But she understood that she had to pull herself together in order to break the pin. She will not allow anyone to mock her. And if this bitch thinks she can say whatever she wants every time she gets an advantage, then Astrid was determined to prove that it's not true.

"TWO!!"

Astrid's body tensed, she was about to break the pin. But then, somewhere in the far corner of her mind, she heard the voice of reason. Why did this voice sound so familiar? Right, it was Charlotte's voice. And it was a memory of their recent sparring. At that time, Astrid lost, and Charlotte, in turn, did her a favor and explained that the main mistake of the blonde was that she did not save her strength and rushed to the attack every time.

Of course, now it was not the same situation. But this memory prompted the Golden Dragon to one simple thought. Even if she breaks the pin now, it is unlikely that she will be able to equalize the chances in this round. And this will only lead to the fact that she wastes her strength, which can lead to defeat in the rest of the rounds. Was it worth to be stubborn now? No. The desire for victory was dearer to her than pride. Atsrid's body relaxed. Let her "sister" take this round, she will regret it. It's not over yet.

"THREE!!!"

Ding-Ding-Ding.

A bell sounded, announcing that round two was over. Misaki loosened her grip and released the Golden Dragon. The body of the Norwegian woman spread out on the mat and she got some time to rest. She tried to catch her breath and put her head in order. She received a significant amount of damage in a very short period of time and now she understood that she must use every second in order to restore at least part of her strength.

There was nothing pleasant about it. What had just happened reminded her about the first round of the match with the Lion. At that time, her rival found an answer to almost every step of the descendant of the great Vikings, and Astrid was never able to gain an advantage in the first round. Reiko methodically attacked her without any interruption, which led to Astrid's defeat in the first round. Then she felt about the same as now. But, nevertheless, she did not give up that time. And she saw no reason to lose heart now also.

The long-haired blonde finally opened her eyes and blinked several times. After such stress, the light seemed blinding. She slowly turned her head and looked at the Japanese woman, who was certainly rejoicing in her victory, raising her index finger. Usually Astrid tried not to take the match as something personal. And although in the beginning the behavior of her rival was not too defiant, now for Astrid this match was beginning to become something personal. She hated it when someone openly tries to mock her. And the last poignant phrases of the Ace of Berserk were aimed precisely at this. Well, that's okay. As they say, the earth is round.

The Golden Dragon took a deep breath and took a sitting position. The pain still didn't let her go and, apparently, this will not change until the end of the match. Well, it has been worse. She was about to get to her feet when Misaki came up to her and held out her hand to help. Astrid couldn't help it, her left eyebrow raised as she saw it. What is this anyway? Was the brunette serious now? For a few moments, Astrid lost the thread of the story.

"What a nonsense?" she thought.

It was not entirely clear to her how you can emphasize your superiority after every successful moment, and then, as if nothing had happened, offer a helping hand? For a moment, Astrid wanted to accept that helping hand, but only to jerk Misaki to her, and then knock all the shit out of her head with a sudden elbow strike. But the Golden Dragon held back this impulse. She did not want to become famous as one who attacks on the sly. It wasn't her style. She preferred to face any obstacles openly and without using dirty tactics.

Swallowing her pride, she took her rival's hand and rose to her feet. Although she could not resist squeezing Misaki's hand a little harder than was necessary. The pale lavender eyes of the Norwegian woman were directed to the eyes  of the Ace of Berserk. She wanted to give a warning. She wanted to throw a sharp phrase. But instead, she decided to do it a little differently.

"Round three, right?" she said.

Having released the hand of the Japanese woman, the Golden Dragon intended to go to the center of the ring in order to raise her hands and take up a fighting stance. There were at least two more rounds ahead and she was not going to lose her composure sooner than was necessary. Eye for an eye and other shit. If her rival thought she had a right to use her sharp tongue after every successful attack, then Astrid saw no reason to use that right too. But first, she wanted the referee to announce the start of round three. Now it was a matter of principle for her to take this match.

Astrid said nothing to her rival's words. She was out of sorts now. She saw nothing respectful in her rival's phrases. You can warm up a crowd in different ways and you can talk with your opponent in different ways. And as much as Misaki saw it all from her side, for Astrid it was nothing more than duplicity that she hated in people. Perhaps she should have shown how the brunette looks like from the side. Perhaps she, too, should have left a comment after each successful hit, and at the end of the round, lend a helping hand.

But more on that later. Now Astrid tried to put all these thoughts aside and focus on the match. The previous round was extremely unsuccessful for her, because in fact, immediately after the ringing of the bell, she received blow after blow, she did not even have the opportunity to make her own attack. And she was not going to let it happen again. The Norwegian woman felt something begin to stir inside her. But it was not yet time. At the very least, she must take this round with her own powers.

Taking a fighting stance, the long-haired blonde nodded to the referee, making it clear that she was ready to continue. And just moments later, the striped shirt waved her hand, signaling the start of the third round. The Golden Dragon took a deep breath and braced herself. Even without considering everything that happened, she was not going to lose. She started playing the toughest matches from the very first day here. That is why she was the one who was invited to this PPV. And the long-haired blonde was going to show everyone that she was called the Golden Dragon for a reason.

Immediately after the bell rang, Misaki ran to her. And Astrid's gaze did not escape the fact that the brunette's arms were raised high. It seems she was about to close the distance again in order to start another test of strength. Last time, this led to the fact that the entire round Astrid was a punching bag for Misaki. And it looks like she now had a chance to win back.

“Well, okay, let's see,” the woman thought.

She took a deep breath. And at that moment, when Misaki was close enough, the Golden Dragon turned sharply to her opponent with her left side. She shifted all her weight to her right leg, while lifting her left leg bent at the knee. Now it really looked like the match against Reiko. At that time, the Lion also thought it would be a good idea to offer a second test of strength to Astrid. No. It wouldn't.

Because now, instead of accepting the Ace of Berserk's offer, Astrid intended to use her reaction to catch the Japanese woman at the last moment. And if she succeeded, then she would put all her bestial strength into her left leg. She was going to straighten that leg as fast and hard as possible in order to send a middle side kick to Misaki's stomach! Considering Astrid's unhuman strength, as well as the fact that Misaki was moving towards her, she hoped that this kick would literally turn the guts of the Japanese girl into mush!

For many, Astrid was as straight as a nail. And it was true. She never pursued any ulterior motives. She never shied away from answering. She always knew what she wanted. And she always said only what she really thought. And yet here, in the ring, she was primarily a fighter, not an ordinary person.

The blonde was never ready to go for meanness to win. But there is a clear line between dirty tricks and smart decisions. The Norwegian woman decided to play on her rival's confidence that she would accept any confrontation. She didn't know what material Misaki was made of, so the Golden Dragon suggested that her rival might find it not the most honest thing to do. But that was her right. Astrid was not going to think about it. There was only one thing that mattered to her.

And she got it the moment her foot slammed into the belly of the Ace of Berserk. It could not be compared to anything. The descendant of the great Vikings felt every gut in the belly of the brunette. And Astrid couldn't help smiling as saliva flew out of Misaki's mouth. This was exactly the moment when she had to say something in the same vein as Misaki had done several times in the previous round. But instead of words, the Golden Dragon just silently watched as her rival knelt down, clasping her stomach with her hands and burying her head in the mat.

“I don’t hear your jokes, huh,” thought the long-haired blonde, “but I hear your wheezing, stifled by pain.”

Astrid intended to take a step forward and bend down to wrap her arms around the Japanese woman's waist. There is no doubt that it is a very difficult task to lift someone who is curled up. But not for the Golden Dragon, who possessed truly incredible strength. The Norwegian woman intended to stand up to her full height, lifting Misaki over the mat.

She had already heard that there was a noise in the hall of the casino. They seemed to understand what she was up to. And, it was useless to deny, they were partly right. The Golden Dragon was going to pull the brunette up in order to turn her over and put her on shoulders. From such a height, the Ace of Berserk should have a beautiful view, but not only. Astrid was sure that her rival would imagine with horror what pain awaits her.

"Feel my raging fire!" Astrid roared.

She was about to use her arms to pull Misaki one more time, but this time downward. As everyone thought, it was a powerbomb. But the descendant of the great Viking was not so simple. Of course, given her strength, even the classic powerbomb was a startlingly destructive move. But for Misaki, she has something more unusual in store. She was going to literally destroy her. The Golden Dragon wanted only ash left of her rival.

That's why Astrid took a step and turned to the side. She put the power into her hands to give the Ace of Berserk the maximum acceleration. But instead of throwing the brunette on the mat, the Norwegian woman sent her right to the turnbuckle. If after this the Japanese woman is left in the mood for jokes, then it will clearly be praiseworthy. But Astrid doubted it, because now Misaki's back and head were waiting for a devastating and incredibly hard move, a turnbuckle powerbomb!