Furious Footsteps- Moa vs Emelia!

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*After spending weeks recuperating at home, slowly regaining the ability to properly walk and move again Moa had been shelved for an extended amount of time after her legendary battle against Kathrine Hart- Regardless of having ultimately lost to the tenacious luchadora, the sage leviathan had learned much more about herself through having experienced the loss, adding it to her personal bank of knowledge- She had gained a valuable friend in Kathrine, the gauntlet of an encounter having left a lasting impression on the monstrous woman, and perhaps even painting her in an overall positive light in the eyes of the spectators. Whatever the case may be, she had been contacted to perform in an upcoming match against a woman who's name she had never heard before- Emelia Eclaire. Her countenance gave Moa a cold shiver down her spine- The intimidating glare alone was enough to generate an audible grunt from the enormous beast, shaking off her anxiety while planning out how the match would unfurl.*

"It's been...so long since I last stepped inside the ring. My body might not be as reliable as it once was, but she won't be escaping with an easy victory." *Moa reflected on the impending bout, Pulling her top on with just a tiny bit of physical convincing.* "My recovery went better than I expected, but even so, I might need to be more cautious than before..hmm..perhaps less theatrics and more straightforward moves?" *She ruminated aloud, tugging her waist coverings up and along the outline of her thighs.* "I'm almost a foot larger than her, so brute force should prove to be the most prudent decision." *Finally determining what plan of attack she'd implement, Moa put the finishing touches on her outfit by looping her anklets around her feet, a bit of personal flare that reminded her of home. With that, she sauntered towards the curtain, appearing in the public eye to receive a warm welcome from the live audience.*

*Pervasive chants of* "Welcome back!" *And* "You're a legend!" *Started to fill the air, nearly drawing a tear to Moa's eye as she took her leisurely time heading down the isle to stop and wave at her adoring public. Usually, this level of treatment would be reserved only for the most highly revered superstars, but tonight was a special occasion, one where Moa promised herself she wouldn't squander it by claiming victory tonight. As she advanced up the staircase and stretched the ropes apart, her music began to die down as Emelia's presence was all that remained.*

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Mauna was the most drool-inducing woman Emelia was set to face yet. Aoki Natsumi and Karen Starring, while being gorgeous specimens, couldn't quite compare to the Hawaiian Hulk. 6'5", 240 pounds? That was a giant, a whole foot taller than the Viper, with a body as though sculpted by the gods with that brown, gleaming skin and rich muscle accompanying every inch of her form. With Emelia's reputation as a heavyweight hunter so far, it was only right LAW decided to throw her the biggest piece of meat they could, a woman who had just suffered a hard loss and needed a big match to get back into the swing of things.

Fns were happy to see Mauna return after weeks away from her brutal encounter with Katherine Hart, giving her the respect she deserved after such a hard fought bout. But if the blonde had her way, there'd be no applause for this encounter. Merely shock, awe and perhaps even cringe upon seeing such a loved giant be decimated so much so.

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Emelia Eclaire had left destruction in her wake since coming to LAW, and as she came out to the mixed reaction of the crowd, she prepared to leave the biggest body behind yet, and perhaps even the most ravaged. Marching her way down the ramp, her eyes never once left Mauna's hulking form, even as she climbed up onto the apron and crawled underneath the bottom rope into the ring, as though like a snake.

Suddenly whipping around in a full 360 motion to stand up, Emelia went right up to Mauna, showing her complete lack of fear of the monster before her, her eyes damn near level with that bosom as they stared up at the Hawaiian Hulk's eyes, before scouring that golden body up close. "Mmm my... they're trying to fatten me, feeding me ssssuch large prey.." the blonde cooed, adding a hiss in there when she could, before the referee came in between the two to try and separate them, not wanting a fight to occur before the bell.

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"Oh?" *Hearing what her opponent had to say from across the arena, Moa certainly wasn't in the mood to play- She had a reputation to uphold, and if that meant pummeling someone into submission with her own hands, she had no qualms with making it a reality.* "Perhaps I am capable of quelling your appetite, but you should know the dangerous game you're playing when you trifle with someone of my aptitude." *As the two leered at one another, Moa heard the bell peel throughout the packed arena, catching her immediate attention.*

"DING DING DING!" *And that all she needed to introduce Emelia to a world of unimaginable pain, starting with one of her personal favorites- The lariat. Pivoting on her heel, she charged towards the ropes, forcing them to fling her towards her intended target for a mammoth clothesline to try and decapitate the unsuspecting woman where she stood!*

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Moa was the largest prey that LAW had dropped into Emelia's jaws so far. 6 foot 5, well over 200 pounds? She was monstrous to be sure, a woman that could so easily tear the viper in half if allowed the opportunity, but that thought seemed to only excite Emelia, and she had no concerns about how long and difficult it may be to gulp down such a meal. It was what she lived for, after all, and she knew that the satisfaction of having done so would leave her full for weeks... though she was also never one to miss an opportunity to hunt.

And Emelia's eyes widened as Moa went on the charge. Such size and such speed, it'd be terrifying to see such a woman coming at them, yet the elation in Emelia's eyes said differently. While the Hawaiian Hulk was quick, the Viper wasn't about to allow herself to be stampeded just yet. Ducking underneath that lariat that would've surely taken her head off, the blonde gracefully moved to the side of Moa and worked on her first target of the match: her legs. Cut out the giant's legs, and they'll come tumbling down.

Leaping, Emelia pulled her legs in, just to shoot them out with the force of a shotgun in form of a dropkick, blasting right against the side of Moa's left knee, with the hope it'd at least slow down the beast, if not bring her crashing down all together.