AV 20 Main Event World Championship - Rebecca Tomko vs. Jessica Wright

Rebecca loomed over everyone in the ring at the best of times, the overhead lights cast a deep shadow wherever she stood, but against someone who was already doubled over the giantess' seemed to blot out the light by herself, reaching down to grab Jessica by the base of the neck with one hand while the other came swinging down in a hammer fist onto the challenger's back. The pace of Rebecca's attacks was much slower than the Violent Violet's assault but she'd be feeling the effects all the same, allowing the amazon to pace herself while her chest still stung.

Jessica felt an asteroid fall down to earth and hit her square in the back. The powerful blow was aided by the fact that Rebecca was guiding her strike as she held Jessica with her powerful arm around Jessica's neck. The Violent Violet fell to her knees under the weight of the powerful blow, and cried out in pain. Whenever she dreamed about the world title match, for the thousands and thousands of times that she had dreamed of it, she did not imagine that it would go something like this.

Her nostrils flared. She half closed her large purple eyes. So don't let it go like that, the quiet voice of her father said in the back of her mind. There was a dip in the frequency of attacks, a fact that Jessica exploited by pushing forward a bit. The goal was not to get Rebecca to go back. She imagined that it would take inhuman strength to push a woman like Rebecca back. Rather, she wanted to get Rebecca to push forward, which would make Jessica's move a little easier. She attempted to wrap her arms around Rebecca's waist and lift Rebecca up and send her crashing face-first down to the mat.

The Big Guns of the Bullet Club was happy to take things slow with the Violent Violet. She had the upper hand and she knew it, she could take her time, conserve her stamina and not take the risks that the currently injured Adrian might have had to do if she was the one facing down the former Hardcore Champion. So when the challenger rallied and tackled into the Amazon, she was able to dig in her heels and start pushing back against her, only realising that she'd played in to the purple-haired fighter's plan when it was too late. Rebecca was stronger, but Jessica was strong in her own right. Strong enough to lift the 240 pound mass off the canvas before letting gravity do the rest of the work, almost catching the giantess' head on the bottom rope as she crashed down to the canvas with a painful thud and a groan of pain. The bigger she was the harder she fell.