Nina:
(25, 5’9, 121, 12:5 FCBA, VIXENs)
Mathilde:
(24, 5’11, 4:1 BBU, SIRENs)

Results: Vassago, Story: Caspian

Before:
This fight has taken place before, and ended badly for Gohler the last time. Tonight Danish blood back on the line as both girls compete for bragging rights. Diana losing the previous match inconsequential in the long run, according to Mathilde, with the Sirens still leading 2-1, and another victory away from sealing the kiss for good. Nina, of course, would rather roll over than let that happen.

“Denne tæve kan ikke tage et tip (This bitch can't seem to take a hint)” is the first thing out of the blonde’s mouth at the press conference, referring to her win the last time they danced. “Mathilde likes to think of herself as the next best thing. News flash, hunhund - you’re anything BUT…”

Mathilde shrugging off the insults with a lift of both shoulders and then a hungry smile, leaning forward into the mic to bite back:

“Hmm… the next best thing? Hvor har jeg hørt det før? (Where have I heard that before?) Oh that’s right - that time you got totally spanked by Brooklyn Decker, and then Kelly Rohrbach. You’re on a downward spiral..., and I’m gonna make sure you crash land tonight.”

Weigh-ins predictably tense, with girls coming nose-to-nose and threatening to use more than words to taunt at each other. They pose for the cameras with fists a little too close for comfort for either girl, with Nina the first to mutter a curse under her breath and then send a tight open hand ricocheting off the brunette’s cheek.

And just like that IT’S ON! Mathilde launching herself back with a low growl, one hand plucking tight in Nina’s hair, the other buried over and over into her tummy, whilst Nina clawing and scratching at her garments looking to break free. Officials were prepared but something to happen, but apparently not nearly enough - they’re swarming the stage and trying to pry both girls apart, but it’s kind of difficult with your fingers entangled in each other’s hair and unwilling to let go...

Let’s fast forward, shall we? A long few minutes later and both girls have made their way to the ring and prepping in corners. Nina in stunning white two-piece bikini, orange gloves, spelling danger. Mathilde in dark grey swimsuit, showing off those tanned curves. She dons a pair of classic black leather on either hand. Referee rings the bell and deliberately forgoes the call to touch gloves. Let’s get it on!

Round 1:
She-wolves growling as they charge right for each other’s throats, bodies clashing in a wild mix of snarling and punching.
Even though Gohler two-inches higher on the scales, Nina unafraid of getting in close and dirty, snapping stiff shots into the taller girl’s jawline and pummeling her waistline down below.
Gohler however not to be underestimated - the ravishing brunette journeyed far since her debut against Nina about a year ago, now using her bigger size to control Nina in a clinch early on, one arm seizing her with a loop around the back of her neck, the other burying itself into her face.
What did we tell you? Blood ALREADY flying in the last minute of this round, with the continued abuse just too much for Nina’s pretty nose to handle.
They finally break and reset apart, Mathilde grinning profusely at that trickle of red flowing down one of Nina’s nostrils. Agdal shocked no doubt, breathing heavily as she ponders her next move. Gohler however forcing her feet as she tries to charge at her flinging more punches, but fails to land with Nina sidestepping with ease, then landing jabs at the reckless bull.
Blood may be flowing but that doesn't mean Nina’s out of the fight just yet! Bell rings and heck if it’s Nina who edges out the close victory in terms of points!

Round 2:
Nina’s blood works stemmed by her corner in between rounds, but Mathilde looks hungry enough to want to reopen the wound almost immediately.
The girls are more measured this time, however, clashing in the center of the ring but with more attention to dodges, bobs and weaves.
Mathilde still swinging the hard hooks, which unfortunately miss almost 90% of the time, and her jabs ineffective as well despite her longer reach.
Nina anticipating them with ease, weaves her upper body back at opportune moment to avoid another hook swinging at her head. In return, Agdal picking her shots, arcing a right hand up low and drilling into Mathilde’s side. Another uppercut snaps into the jawline and Mathilde’s suddenly ROCKED and WOBBLES backwards! Could this be it?!

Agdal certainly doing her best to make certain it is, following Gohler to the ropes and burying more lefts and rights into her tummy.
Mathilde taking the body shots but has her guard still intact on the ropes, denying Nina the knockdown.
When the bell rings both women already exhausted, sagging into each other’s arms wrapped around waistlines as lips suck in air on shoulders.
A big round for Agdal but we’re worried she’s exerting herself too much, too early...

Round 3:
As predicted, Nina with slower movement coming out of gate, chest and belly heaving as she doesn't expect much resistance from Gohler either.
Well, she’s wrong about that… Mathilde charging the blonde, of all the unexpected moves, that body abuse in the second round not dampening her spirits but instead opposite effect, spurring her on to get even: another right hand slams into Nina’s guard right down the middle, threatening to shatter it, then follow up punches pulse into Nina’s body in payback, hoping to drive her back for more punishment.
Nina losing control rapidly of the situation - she clearly didn't expect this level of resistance, but what can you expect when you call someone a b*tch repeatedly?

Nina managing to clinch up on the ropes, when Mathilde goes for a knockout hook and gets spun around by the missed punch instead.
Agdal wrapping her up, two arms around the chest and waist, and for a moment both girls come face to face in the tight embrace.
Snarling and spitting venom at each other, perhaps no one expected what Nina does next: shoot a knee straight up between Mathilde’s legs, in a move that’s usually reserved for the heel of the pair!
Effect immediate: Gohler stunned, face contorting in abject pain, can’t stop the grinning Nina from muscling her wilting body back into the ropes, where she has her way with her: savage uppercuts pounding into her midsection!
Referee saw the illegal move, make no mistake, but he’s powerless to stop the blonde’s reckless advance - only thing he can do is to duck points from Nina’s corner for the illegal attack.
But the damage might have very well already been done: Gohler sinking to the ground at the bell, parts of her body on fire from the abuse.
No sympathy from Nina, who saunters back to corner to the boos of the crowd.

Round 4:
Mathilde no choice but to rely on the only arsenal she has left: her mouth. She’s stumbling out of corner, body still shivering with pain but her mouth working in overdrive as she bellows insults at her rival: “F*cking b*tch! That all you got? You can’t beat me the right way so you resort to that cheapass--HHNNGGHH!” Nina cutting her off with a lunging hand straight to the forehead.
Piling on the pressure now, intending to strike when the iron is hot, she pesters Mathilde about the ring for a good thirty seconds, multitude of jab jab jab looking to discredit her further.
Still some fight left in Gohler, however, who’s firing back with stiff shots to the tummy and chest, doing what she can to humiliate the blonde with whatever she has left in the tank.
But it’s no use - that cheap low blow in the previous round sapping her energy fast - the more she moves her legs, the worse the pain gets, allowing Nina to dodge left, right, looking like a ballerina by comparison.
Danish blonde slaps alternate punches into her face from side to side, leaving her staggered and ready to keel over... Mathilde gasping as another straight cross slams into her nose, knocking her back.
Agdal swiftly after her, pounding on the midsection, then SHOOTING the head back with textbook uppercut… AND STILL Mathilde refuses to go down, hanging onto the ropes with one hand draped over, her knees threatening to buckle uncontrollably.
Agdal grinning as she strides in close, gingerly tilting the bottom of Mathilde’s chin upwards to face her.
That’s how far the brunette has slumped down on the ropes, given their height difference…. Mathilde grits her teeth and gets ready to spit out another insult, but words don’t leave her mouth - instead, the air in her lungs expelled as Nina DRILLS another hard shot into the belly, and then another, and another, using the poor girl as her personal punching bag.
Referee has seen enough for one night - no matter how illegal Nina’s actions were, she’s the one still punching and Mathilde the unfortunate one still taking it, defenceless by this point.
He jumps in and saves her from further abuse! It’s over!!

Official Decision: Nina Agdal defeats Mathilde Gohler via TKO4!

After:
Well, this rivalry is certainly over, with Agdal beating her counterpart twice now and proving once again that she can even take on the Welterweights in the ring.
She celebrates with a flex of both arms for the cameras, kissing one bicep with that beautiful curl of lips.
2018’s gonna be a better year for her, according to herself in previous interview.
Perhaps she’ll even aim for that title belt that was in her sights once upon a time.

Right now, she’s soaking in the attention from the fans, ignoring Mathilde Gohler in the background… when OOHHHH! Mathilde with a low blow of her own from behind!! The crafty gal snuck up from behind and just PUNTED that forearm up between Nina’s thighs in vicious revenge! Christ that had to hurt…
Nina definitely shrieking in pain as she too sinks down to her knees, with Gohler right there to receive her in her arms, balling her over with a fist to the tummy, then SLAP after SLAP stinging into her face.
Nina groaning as she takes a dose of her own medicine, virtually defenceless with both her hands shooting down to her groin the moment it was assaulted prior.

Perhaps we spoke too soon! This rivalry’s certainly heating up again at some point down the line! For now, both girls are pulled apart by officials as they end of the match the way they started: hands in each other’s hair, kicking and shrieking in each other’s faces.
However you want to cut it, the Vixens did well tonight, evening out the score to 2-2.
You can bet that whoever’s involved in the final, deciding match that’s next month are gonna be fighting tooth-and-nail to bring victory to their stable!