Cecilia Northman Vs. Adrian Kytes (C) Hardcore title match

Cecilia might have been able to lay a fair bit of a smackdown on Adrian so far, though it didn't seem as if the champ was done for just yet. As the blond beauty moved down to try and pick Adrian up she was instead met with a few elbows smacking right into her face. Wincing through the strikes the blond beauty was soon enough forced to step back...

Rubbing the side of her head as she stumbled back a few steps. " Tch...should have gone for the chair..." Cecilia let out annoyed that she hadn't just tried to take a chair and smack Adrian a few times with it.

Adrian was breathing heavy when Cecilia finally let go, the Hardcore champion slumping over the steps for support as she tried to regain her footing. Her friend had definitely putting the hurt on the brunette but this was the biggest opportunity to fight back as she'd gotten over the past minute or so of being kicked and carried around on the outside, she needed to pres her advantage against the bigger blonde, no matter how shaky she was feeling about her footing.

Pushing herself off the steps, Adrian took a step backwards before spinning around and raising her arm once again, trying to smash Cecilia in the face with a discus forearm, relying on her strikes to keep the Swede staggered and force her to go defensive for the time being.

Seemingly having her momentum stalled a bit the blond attempted to move forward and continue to lay on the pressure on Adrian, attempting to move in and grab her friend...though what she was met with instead was Adrian swinging out her arm and smacking the blond right in her face with a wide forearm strike.

The strike caused Cecilia to stumble back, growling out in annoyance as she tried to brace her feet and move to swing her right arm out towards Adrian for a rather wild swing.

Adrian afforded herself a smile as she sent Cecilia staggering back from her forearm "Guess I'm tougher than you-" was all she managed to get out before Cecilia's fist caught her on the cheek, meaning it was Adrian's turn to be sent staggering back into the ring apron "...think..." She grunted as she shook her head "Was gonna say think." the champion clarified before lunging straight back in, trying to hit the Swede with a wild strike of her own as the match descended into a brawl.

Cecilia looked on Adrian as she watched her friend stumble back like that and listened to her words. Hearing Adrian say that and then back pedal on those wrods with that phrase...was something that made Cecilia click her tongue...

She took Adrian wild swing and staggered back with it, but only a step. The blond powerhouse would step forward again though and attempt to throw up a powerful uppercut straight into Adrian's solar plexus. " Yeah right! We'll see how much tougher than me you are!" Cecilia let out with a half-grin on her face. Adrian probably did mean what she said and Cecilia figured as much...but that didn't mean she couldn't take it like this in order to show up Adrian in this little brawl.

Adrian felt as though her heart was about to stop as Cecilia's fist drilled it's way into the Hardcore Champion's chest, crushing into her solar plexus with enough force to make a grizzly bear think twice about it's decisions in life, forcing the brunette to double over and cough painfully as she could offer no immediate reply. In terms of trading punches, Cecilia had put a definite claim on being the better woman.

Her one two combo went off with a hitch it seemed as the Swede was able to prove her superiority in terms of trading blows like this. It wasn't as if it was a astonishing revelation if you just looked at the two women.

Not that it mattered, in the end it didn't matter too much as the blond was not about to let up for even a second. Now that she had managed to stun Adrian from the looks of it the blond would attempt to snap her right leg up into the air and try and go for a hellish high kick with her powerful muscular leg, attempting to snap it right up into the side of Adrian's skull.

Adrian looked up at Cecilia with sharp eyes, air slowly returning to her lungs as she saw the Swedish powerhouse start to swing her body around and her leg up and suddenly the former cosplayer decided that being vertical was over-rated and ducked down lower, feeling the air rush past and her hair get flattened as the blonde's kick sailed overhead.

Her muscles would make their complaints known, working on so little oxygen, but Adrian had to press what little advantages she could and hope to hell that this was one of the few things Cecilia wasn't ready for the Hardcore Champion to bust out. Ducking behind the blonde, Adrian wrapped her arms all around her friends waist and started to lift, falling backwards as she attempted to give Cecilia a taste of her own medicine with a big German Suplex on the outside.

Cecilia's leg sailed past Adrian's head swinging through the air as she at the very least managed to have that massive iron bar that Cecilia called a leg swing through the air with probably enough force to knock a persons head clean off...or well you know, at least knock even the most stalwart of fighters out! At the very least it smacked Adrian's hair for a loop!

What Cecilia hadn't expected though was that when she pulled that leg down from the arc and placed herself on both her feet, Adrian had managed to slip behind her. The Hardcore champions arms wrapping around the blond beauties waist. Cecilia was rather surprised when she felt her feet leave the ground and and they just widened in utter surprise when she felt air rushing past her head before a big smack! " NNgh!" Cecilia groaned out loudly through gritted teeth as she was smacked down onto the barley padded floor with that german suplex! Her legs folding up over herself as she laid in a rather uncomfortable looking version of some strange yoga pose.

Back on her back, Adrian was looking up at the lights with a faint smile on her face this time. Her back was killing her having put so much pressure on her spine despite the punishment she had already taken, but the Hardcore champion had the safe knowledge that no matter how shit she was feeling right now, Cecilia was probably in a much worse state somewhere behind her.

Rolling over the brunette started to crawl along the floor towards the Swede, pushing herself up to her knees so she could grab her friend by the legs and push down, folding Cecilia over in a matchbook pin as the ref girl made her way out of the ring to count the pin. "ONE!" she called, slapping her hand on the floor.