MITB Qualifier - Sophia Salt vs. Triin Liiv

Having crawled a few paces away from Triin Sophia began to slowly rise to her feet and face Triin. The cute southerner assumed triin would take pity on her like many of her previous, male, opponents. Instead, she turned just as the Baltic Powerhouses foot slammed into the side of her head. 

The power of Triins roundhouse made Sophia twirl on one foot, cross her eyes, and let out a very grumpy moan. "Mmgrrmm?!" She then tipped over like an unbalanced plank and sprawled out on her back. Her eyes closed tightly, Sophia huffed and puffed unconsciously making her smooth belly oscillate gently.

A big part of the crowds might have found Sophia all cute and cuddlable, but Triin was far too smart to fall into any of that crap. Sure, the petite blonde might have been all outweighed, outskilled and, frankly, outclassed in this match, but that didn't mean a thing. Heck, Triin herself had faced a giantess called Himeko Akan in her first Avalanche appearance, and fought valiantly against her despite getting crushed in the end! It was only fair if she could now do the same to this little skank...

Something that she was definitely not going to voice out. That thought was to be kept private.

It wasn't hard to guess it from the Estonian's actions though. They were as merciless as ever. And Triin was very content with their results. Sophia dropped down to the mat like a fly. One that appeared now to be exceptionally easy to kill...

Seeing the gentle oscillations of Sophia's belly made it an all-too-attractive target for the knightess. Wasting no time, the Estonian was jumping forward again, trying to perform a double leg drop onto Sophia's smooth belly!

Just as Sophia was starting to come to the relentless Triin stomped her soft belly like it were made of dough. The air erupted from her lungs in a guttural moan. The fragile girl's limbs flopped about before collapsing back to the mat. "Fu... Damn... Her..." She thought, half awake. The seas striker found herself still lying on the mat, hardly able to even catch a breath.

Wow. This was being easy... Almost too easy. But Triin didn't mind. She had deserved this! Besides, Sophia was obviously an AFW wrestler just like her, and she should have been perfectly ready and capable to face wrestlers like the Baltic Knightess... Even being given a chance in this PPV! There was no reason to give her absolutely any mercy!

"Had enough yet?" Triin asked her opponent in an obviously sarcastic tone, as she began getting up from the Sea Striker's body once again. But she began pulling the smaller blonde's body up too... Sophia was a very light opponent, and Triin could clearly tell that this was a prime opportunity for her to show off some throws! And to start things off, the Estonian decided to try slamming Sophia back to the mat with a German Suplex!

Sophia snarled at her opponents taunt. "Shut up... Ya bimbo... Wait a minute... What... What the hell are you doing!?" Sophia realized too late that Triin was prepping her for a devastating German suplex. 

With ease, Triin lifted Sophia and tossed her over her head like a sack of feathers. The sea striker slammed onto her shoulders and head at a sharp angle before her momentum made her finally flip onto her stomach. Battered and desperate, she began to crawl towards the turnbuckles where her trump card was hidden. With labored breaths Sophia dragged herself up, using the turnbuckles as leverage. Of course, even a dolt like Sophia knew she couldn't just whip out a weapon while the ref was watching. No... She needed the ref to take a little nap.

Luckily the ref was checking on the injured sea snake and good reason. She had taken a hell of a beating. With soft pleading eyes, she beckoned for the ref to come a bit closer. "Oh, you kind handsome man please come check me out for injuries... I think that brute Triin broke a rib!" With the ref in arms reach Sophia gently grabbed ahold of his collar while he eagerly checked her plump waist for serious injuries.

Sophia gave a mocking wink to Triin, egging on her opponent. When Triin came in to attack the devious little brat would shove the ref in the way, making him take the blow.

Oh man. If Triin hadn't been so preoccupied with trying to destroy Sophia as fast as possible, she could have had some serious questions on what the hell was the tiny blonde doing in a wrestling organization in the first place. She was clearly clueless! It had all started with becoming intimidated by Triin's mock sword straight out of backstage, continuing on all the way to now that she had begun protesting about being set up in a simple German Suplex. By a bimbo.

If you asked the Baltic Knightess, if anyone was a bimbo here, it was the girl crawling on the mat towards a corner. Like getting cornered now was going to somehow help her?!?

Triin had already begun approaching the Sea Striker, but apparently there was someone else approaching her even faster. Namely the referee, who appeared to be Sophia's best bet at escaping further throws by the triumphant knightess! It was pathetic already by itself, but even more antagonizing was the tiny blonde's obvious little teasing towards her opponent!

"Oh come on! If you think you've broken a rib, which you clearly haven't, judged by how fast you got up, you should submit instead!" the Estonian lashed out in frustration, and the tone of her voice was telling that her words were going to be followed by an attack... Triin did realize that the ref was close - but obviously not too close for her to try and aim a precise Superkick directly at Sophia's face!

As Triin rushed to knock Sophias lights out she spring her trap. With a rough tug, she pulled the referee into the way, making him take all the power of Triins superkick. The fragile referee immediately collapsed onto the mat. While Triin checked on the unconscious ref Sophia slunk away to retrieve her trump card. Brass knuckles. 

With her weapon equipped she slowly crept up behind her opponent and tapped her on the shoulder. "He looks pretty banged up... How could you be so reckless!?" As soon as Triin turned around Sophia would clock the baltic girl with her brass clad fist.

Triin was generally a calm and collected girl, but there was just something about Sophia that was really getting under her skin! She was just such a...childish brat, and the way she behaved was something totally unsuitable for a wrestling ring.

Luckily, she was also Triin's opponent, so there was no need for her to feel any shame with busting her cute little, slutty ass and her knocking her lights out.

Unfortunately, it just was not Sophia who got her lights knocked out. The devious little blonde managed to pull the referee in the way, making him the victim of Triin's attack instead!

For a moment, Triin stared at the ref's fallen body in horror. Then panic overcame her. She was supposed to be the heroic knightess here, not someone that would knock out the ref!

"Oh my God, a-are you alright?!?" Triin stuttered out somewhat in panic, as she knelt above the ref's body to shake him up, trying to get him to wake up. Completely forgetting about Sophia...well, only until her blonde opponent soon tapped her onto the shoulder.

And Sophia's subsequent words were one of the most agitating she had ever heard.

Suddenly turning towards the tiny blonde, fury was obvious on the Estonian's face. "WHAT THE F-..."

Then, there was nothing any longer on Triin's face. Sophia's brass knuckle instantly did its job, and the blonde knightess's body slumped limply down on top of the fallen referee's one, forming a nice little pile.

And just like that, the thief Sophia had clobbered the powerful Triin with one brass clad punch. She took a moment to take in the crowds chorus of boos and Triins limp body. The Sea Striker kissed her first. "Hehe...  Amazing what a little bit of metal can do when used by someone as brilliant as me!"

Sophia suddenly realized something. With the Triin and the referee knocked out she had a few minutes to kill before she could properly pin her formidable foe. After tossing her brass knuckles out of the ring Sophia dragged Triins limp body off of the ref and into the middle of the ring. She would then climb atop the turnbuckles and shout down at the ref. "Wake up stupid! I'm about to finish this girl!"

Once the ref was roused Sophia would leap off the turnbuckles and attempt to land a diving body splash on her already passed out opponent.

Triin rarely cursed. Frankly, never. Luckily, even if she had now almost done so, she had had no time for that before Sophia's brass knuckles hit her face.

And that was the only thing that was good about this situation.

Well, there was another one too. The fact that given that Triin was completely out, she couldn't see or hear Sophia's arrogant triumph. The ref being out too was not so good though, especially as there was now no way the official would get to witness the brass knuckles having ever been inside the ring...

The Baltic Knightess's body was limp and powerless as the little brat, who now had the chance to look oh-so-strong, dragged it to the center of the ring. It was obvious that there was nothing that could save it from becoming the target of whatever the Sea Striker had in mind... And just after the ref had begun acquiring the first sense if the situation, Triin's body jolted as Sophia's showy splash landed squarely at its target!