Cyber Saturday - River Styx (Hardcore Champion) vs. Astrid Arvidsson

Many might say that Astrid is like a savage who always blindly goes forward, trying to destroy everything in her path. Well, in fact, there was some truth in it, even the Norwegian woman admitted it. Despite the fact that MMA required from her not only high physical characteristics, but also high technicality, she quite often built her tactics solely on an endless onslaught. And even when she switched to pro-wrestling, this habit has not disappeared anywhere.

However, she was much more focused today. And instead of going into a spontaneous attack over and over again, the long-haired blonde began to find the most effective moves in order to maintain the advantage. Moving at such a pace was difficult even for her, because she was also not an light girl who could endlessly hover like a butterfly. But the realization that even a small mistake can lead to disastrous consequences has become a good motivator for the Norwegian woman.

Plus, slowing down when a woman like River were in the ring with you wasn't the best idea. Astrid was not a caveman and she saw the matches of this American woman and she saw what River could do with her opponents. And she didn't want to end up in a pool of her own blood at the end of this match, watching the bald woman take the belt with her. The Golden Dragon channeled her determination into her outstretched hand to beat the shit out of the bald woman. She even screamed furiously as her hand slammed into River's section.

The blonde hoped to knock the ground out from under her rival's feet. Astrid knew that the more often River was in the supine position, the more difficult it would be for her to get up. Endurance had its limits and once that limit is reached, the match will be completely different. However, the momentum that the Golden Dragon put into this lariat was not enough to make the River collapse. But this was enough for the bald woman to be thrown back, losing her balance.

"Perfect..." Astrid thought as she saw where her rival was approaching.

River's screams, crowd's screams, explosions roar, thick smoke - all of that filled the arena. But nothing could compare to the screams of the champion. The woman screamed like a wounded animal. Well, in some sence it was exactly like that. Now blood was pouring down River's back too. The Golden Dragon had never felt this before, but now the sight of her rival's bleeding truly mesmerized her. Perhaps she was influenced by an unusual setting around, because not every day it is possible to fight surrounded by exploding barbed wire. Or maybe Astrid was influenced by the fact that it was a title match. But the fact remained. Now she wanted to bleed the champion.

Therefore, as soon as the bald woman took a step forward, moving away from the barbed wire, the Golden Dragon took a step towards her rival. The Norwegian woman intended to raise her right leg bent at the knee, and then straighten this leg as quickly as possible in the direction of the River's abdomen. It was a simple enough push kick, but it wasn't the blonde's ultimate goal. She wanted to use this simple yet powerful attack to force the American woman to bend over, tilting her head forward.

After all, if everything went smoothly, then the Golden Dragon would be able to wrap her right hand around the neck of River, fixing a front facelock. With the screams of the audience, Astrid intended to use her other hand to grab River's right leg. The barbed wire was not only in the place of the ropes and it was time to remind everyone about it. Astrid was about to strain her entire body in order to straighten up to her full height, lifting River's body above the mat and turning her upside down. However, this would not have lasted long, because the essence of this movement was in the speed of the impulse. So Astrid was going to lean back in order to throw her opponent right into the panel covered with barbed wire  with a fisherman suplex!

It was really unexpected. Astrid's ears filled with a deafening explosion. And it looks like the next time the Norwegian woman is better off reading the conditions of the match carefully, since she was completely unprepared for this. She knew for sure that any touch of the barbed wire that replaced ropes today would activate explosives and fireworks. But she didn't know that the exact same effect would be in the event that the contact happens with the panels in the corners of the ring. However, now there was one less panel in the ring.

The Golden Dragon shook her head, chasing away this slight concussion. She was lucky that River was a big enough woman, because otherwise the explosion could have hurt Astrid too, and descendant of the Vikings definitely did not want this. Letting go of the champion's head and leg, the woman took a sitting position and turned to River. The sight was definitely not attractive. She was willing to bet that the skin underneath the American woman's T-shirt was already covered in blood. And this only meant that soon the entire surface of the ring would turn red, it was only a matter of time.

When someone breaks through a wooden panel with your body, this in itself is a rather sad fact. But now River was lying not only among the wood chips, now she was literally enveloped in barbed wire, which dug into her skin. And yet she tried to get out. Movements that rather only was aggravating her situation. But still movements. Astrid even raised her left eyebrow slightly. It seems that despite everything, River had a fortitude that pushed her forward even in such a dire situation. Well. Then Astrid was going to test this fortitude for strength. And she came up with perhaps the most brutal method for this in this situation.

"Need some help, huh?" she asked, curling her lips in a wicked grin.

Astrid was about to grab River's closest hand with both hands, pulling herself to her feet at the same time. Someone already guessed what exactly she was going to do? Perhaps today the fans of the Golden Dragon, whom she gathered from the first day in this ring, saw a completely new side of the descendant of the Vikings. Of course, her every match was incredibly tough. Even her debut ended with her and her rival covered in blood and ending the match unconscious. But now that the blonde had a legal opportunity to use the utmost cruelty... she felt the thirst for blood in her mouth. Like a furious berserker who rushed into the thick of the battle, chopping enemies to pieces.

And now the Golden Dragon was about to take a few steps back, dragging the River with her. In any other situation, that would be a favor for her rival. But now there was barbed wire under the champion's body, and thus the blonde was going to literally rip the clothes and flesh of her rival, dragging River's body along the sharp thorns. If she was sure that the bald woman was stunned, she probably would have gone to for a pin attempt immediately after these few steps.

But senseless risk is not what the Norwegian woman needed. Therefore, she was determined to let go of River's hand, there was no point in moving to the very center. Without warning or hesitation, the Golden Dragon intended to move her elbow to the side and begin to fall down, aiming the elbow drop directly at River's ribcage. And if everything went smoothly enough, then she would try to grab her opponent's leg in order to try to end this match, forcing the referee to start counting.

Didn't she like it? Yes, she definitely didn't like it. Despite the fact that Astrid has always been a very proud woman, during the match she rarely let off sarcastic comments in the direction of her opponent. Much more she liked to feel mutual respect. But today this was out of the question. If you are looking for friendship and mutual respect, then you have chosen the wrong place. Hardcore was about brutality. And strength. For Astrid, it was about strength. Because only a truly strong person can survive here.

And since she did not have a single reason to start friendly relations with River, the blonde decided to take advantage of the situation and tickle her rival's nerves a little. And, apparently, she succeeded. This was very loudly confirmed by the wish that the bald woman sent to the Golden Dragon. Well, it was partly possible. But Astrid preferred not to do such things on her own, instead of this she preferred hot sex with no less hot and strong women. So this time she decided to ignore the wishes of the champion.

Instead, she did otherwise, grabbing River by the arm and moving her body to the side. The Norwegian woman was ready to swear that she heard the skin tearing on her rival's body. And the blood left after the champion was a confirmation of this. No mercy. If need be, the Golden Dragon was going to grip the champion's throat with her teeth in order to win. However, she hoped that it would not come to this. Therefore, the challenger was going to try to finish the match right now.

River's scream as the blonde's elbow slammed into her chest gave Astrid reason to think that would be enough. Experience suggested that hoping for a quick victory was far from the best idea. But considering how hard the Golden Dragon worked on the bald woman's body... she had several reasons to think that this would be enough for River to decide not to continue the match. The crowd did not hold back their emotions and loudly repeated every count announced by the referee. Astrid could not lie, for a moment she believed in victory, but only until her rival jerked to the side, breaking a pin.

"Not enough for you, huh?" still grinning, Astrid asked. "Then... ahhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Okay. She was willing to admit that she had forgotten one small detail. Hardcore is not only about brutality and strength. It's also about cheating. On the one hand, it was quite understandable why the Golden Dragon forgot about it. Even though she was a tough fighter, she never stooped to tricks and cheating. But she should have remembered this. And River reminded her of this at the moment when blood and fingers got into the eyes of the Norvegian woman.

"Ah you fucking bastard!!!" Astrid screamed in rage, covering her face with her hands and trying to clear the red liquid from her eyes.

Experience told her that it was best to roll to the side in order to get time to restore her vision. But this was no ordinary match. She was now surrounded by a fucking exploding wire and if she accidentally touch it due to her blindness, then things would get even worse. But staying put when the hardcore champion is next to you, filled with rage over the injuries received, is also not the most promising idea. If only she could pinpoint the exact position of the American woman...

"Bitch!" Astrid shouted in rage, removing one hand from her face.

She placed her palm on the mat, transferring the bulk of the weight to her right hand. The Golden Dragon was about to make a sweeping kick with her left leg in front of her. If she is lucky, it will be enough to push River somewhere and get time. This attempt was quite adventurous, but in any case it was better than just doing nothing in the hope that the champion would wait on the sidelines until Astrid got back on her feet.

It just so happened that everything in the world is relative. And if for River the reaction of the audience, the referee, and first of all Astrid was unnatural, then there was nothing to talk about. Although this was not the first time that the Golden Dragon's vision was impaired due to blood, now the situation was slightly different. When your own blood enters the eye from a wound on the forehead, that's your problem. When your opponent's blood splattered in your eyes after you broke his nose, that's your problem. But when your eyes were perfidiously spoiled for the sake of a dishonorable victory, this is a strong enough argument for you to experience some degree of discontent.

However, the reaction of the crowd and the truth was a little more violent than it should have been. Perhaps they just got used to the fact that there was never any cheating in the matches of the blonde. Except for that case with Alison, but this is a completely different story, because the former world champion was famous for her passion for deception and similar delights of her foul nature. What mattered now was that the Golden Dragon was really angry, because a tough match does not mean a cheating match. And her anger wasn't caused by the blood in her eyes, but by the fact that her rival got out of the ass only with the help of cheating.

And this anger that filled the body and mind of the Golden Dragon forced her to act. Perhaps in a different situation she would have come up with a different option, but now her body was acting almost automatically. Seeing almost nothing in front of her, the Norwegian woman swung her leg, trying to hit the invisible target. And at some point, she even thought that she succeeded, because her leg crashed into something. But after a moment it became clear that everything was far from being so optimistic, because something had wrapped around the leg of the former MMA fighter. And then there were words. Words that indicated that things were going to get much worse for Astrid now.

"Shit..." the only thing the woman had time to think.

Still with darkened vision, she had no chance of interfering with the American woman. River very skillfully used the laws of physics, starting to spin Astrid, holding her leg. It all happened too quickly. Perhaps if she had her sight, she would try to use her free leg. But now she had only one thing to do. To prepare for what was now inevitable. Much easier said than done, however. It is very difficult to be prepared for this. River released the Golden Dragon's leg, sending her flying. A stream of air ruffled her golden hair. And then her back crashed into the intertwined sharp bars. The sound of an explosion filled the hall as sparks and thick corrosive smoke began to rise upward.

"Ggggrrrrrraaaa!!!" Astrid screamed.

Sharp thorns have penetrated under her T-shirt and dug into her skin, causing damn painful sensations. Once she was stabbed with a knife in a bar, now it was vaguely similar to those sensations, only in many places at the same time. The pain was so intense that the long-haired blonde involuntarily jerked forward, pushing herself away from the barbed wire and landing on all fours. Red spots appeared on the yellow-orange T-shirt in the places of the torn skin. There were already several burns on the Golden Dragon's bare hands. In addition, viewers noticed another small detail. Here it was worth giving River an extra point.

Astrid have not noticed it yet, because her head was occupied by the consequences of the explosion, but a few curls of her hair remained on the barbed wire. It seems that the bald woman had an advantage in this regard. To feet. She needed to get to her feet. Wiping away the remaining blood in her eyes, she tried to do this, she should not let the champion feel like the number one in this ring.

"Fuck..." Astrid thought.

One simple word that perfectly described how she felt at the moment. The Norwegian woman thought she more than imagined what the consequences could be in such a match, because her whole life was to look for difficulties for her ass. But now, when her back was covered with wounds from which blood oozed, the blonde fully understood what hardcore is. Usually, after being hit hard, you can get used to the pain over time. But now, when each small movement caused new painful sensations, the picture became clearer. It was now clear to her that this would be a fight to the death, especially considering what she had done to River. It was not hard to guess that the champion would take revenge.

And it looks like this guess was more than correct. Still trying to clear her eyes, the Golden Dragon heard her rival's words. Of course they are not done yet, the match has just begun. However, this could not but annoy. If the bald woman thought that from that moment Astrid would become a whipping girl, then she was very mistaken, about which the blonde decided to inform her rival.

"Suck my dick, douchebag," she said, as if spitting out poison.

Her head was still spinning, and her ears were still buzzing from the explosion. However, she finally cleared her eyes. Yes, her vision remained blurred, but now she could at least open her eyes. So it's time to get up on her feet and try to concentrate. What was happening made her understand that the victory would not be easy, but she was still in the ranks. And she wasn't going to give up as long as she could breathe. The Golden Dragon rose to one knee and raised her head, trying to figure out where the champion was now. A silhouette. A dark silhouette is directly in front of her. Not only. What the fuck is this? Did River have something in her hands? Astrid blinked and finally realized that her rival had raised something above her head.

Only thanks to the instinct of self-preservation, the Golden Dragon raised her left hand, trying to cover her head. And after a moment, the hammer hit her on the top of the head. Okay, it wasn't a hammer. Apparently, it was a fucking piece of the table that she smashed with River's body a few minutes ago. A terrible pain went through the blonde's body, again forcing her to let out a drawn-out scream. It was like someone took a saw and ran it over her skull. Astrid collapsed facedown on the mat under the weight of the blow and remained almost motionless. The only sound she made at that moment was a painful hiss.

Astrid lifted her trembling left hand and ran it over her face. Even through the mist in her eyes, she saw that her fingers were covered in blood. Yes, there was blood running down her face. The barbed wire cut the skin on her head. But that was not all. Why does the left arm hurt even more than the head? Right. As she tried to defend herself with her left hand, the barbed wire cut through the skin there too. If last time she lost a few curls of golden hair, but now that golden hair has begun to turn into scarlet. So this is how the wounded Viking felt during the battle. After that, River could really start thinking that victory was in her pocket, right?

"Is that all you got, huh?" Astrid asked in a hoarse voice.

With a groan of pain, she began to try to get up on all fours again. Even realizing that now she will not be able to fight back, desperately needing at least a short break, she was not going to give her rival a reason for the pleasure of thinking that after that she would remain calmly lying below. If necessary, she will rise to her feet until River runs out of strength. The Golden Dragon received her share of fame and audience sympathy not only for her strength and skill, but also for her unbending fortitude. And she wanted the champion to feel and understand that she would not get an easy victory today. She should have forgotten about it the moment Astrid became her rival.