L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

As she patiently waited for her debut match in the locker room, Sombra could not help but feel both excited and nervous.

"Welp, this ain't the indie circuit anymore" she said, her voice having a drop of enthusiasm as she put together her wrestling gear in front of the mirror. "Remember what you left behind to pursue this. Lock in and show them what you are made of."

She finished putting on her stuff right when she heard her name being announced outside of the locker room.

"Welp, that's me. Let's get this show on the road!" she said, excitedly as she made her way out of the locker room and into the stadium. She was met with cheers of encouragement, with the audience excited about what would be in store for them. Sombra's entrance music played as she stepped foot inside the ring, and then threw her jacket, sleeves, and top out, revealing her standard wrestling attire. She then went on top of the second rope and began hyping the audience up for the coming match.

Asherah emerged from the tunnel onto the brightly lit arena, a cocky grin spreading across her face as the crowd roared in approval. The brash pirate queen swaggered towards the ring, her piercing blue eyes scanning the sea of fans like a seasoned marauder eyeing treasure.

Strutting confidently down the ramp, Asherah cut an imposing figure in her skimpy blue bikini, the fabric clinging to her toned physique like a lover's caress. Her long, vibrant blue hair cascaded down her back, contrasting sharply with the sun-kissed golden hue of her skin. A wide, mischievous grin spread across her full lips, flashing a hint of gold in her teeth as she basked in the adoration of the crowd.

The pirate queen's ample bosom heaved with each step, straining against the halter neck of her bikini top. Her pert nipples were clearly visible through the thin material, drawing the eye like a siren's call. The string bottoms of her bikini bottom hugged her rounded derrière, leaving little to the imagination as they rode high on her hips, exposing tantalizing glimpses of her smooth, unblemished skin.

Asherah sauntered into the ring with all the bravado of a buccaneer claiming her ship as her own. With a wink for the audience still buzzing from her entrance, she strode straight over to meet Sombra halfway, arms held loosely at her sides, waiting to gauge the intensity of their upcoming clash.

"Ye ready to lose yer first booty hunt here today, mate?" Asherah sneered with a devil-may-care smile, her piercing yellow gaze daring her rival to try and steal her thunder amidst the raucous applause ringing the arena walls.

Sombra watched as a cute blue-haired woman emerged from the locker rooms and into the stadium. She was amazed by the confident demeanor in which she presented herself, and even more in awe as the crowd roared for her. She honestly still couldn't believe she made it this far, wrestling with people like her opponent. Sombra watched as the skimpy figure strutted towards her, her arms crossed as she wait for what is to come, exuding an aura of confidence and calmness.

Hearing what Asherah said, Sombra chuckled at the taunt, “Booty hunt? Oh, is your schtick a pirate? You might rule the seas but in this ring I'm the queen. GL!" Sombra said, giving some small smack talk before the match. Sombra made her way right in front of Asherah, their breasts clashing against one another. She hugged her opponent, much to Asherah's dismay, and then walked backwards and extended her arm in front of the scantily dressed queen in exchange for a friendly handshake. "As for bending the rules, it IS okay if I bend them once in a while right? Sombra said, poking fun at her opponent. She then made her way back to the corner of the ring, leaning against the ring post with her arms intertwined with the ropes, making controller gestures with her hands to the audience.

Asherah rolled her eyes at Sombra's playful jab, but couldn't help a smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth. "Aye, ye got me pegged right, lass," she quipped, extending her hand to clasp Sombra's in a firm shake. There was a spark of respect in those bright yellow eyes as she met her opponent's gaze.

Once the bell rang, she immediately launched herself in the offensive, using the momentum to send a spinning kick soaring towards Sombra's chest.

Sombra was grateful that she returned the favor, and even saw her face light up, thankful for the fact that her opponent took a liking to her. She wan not so grateful about the sudden kick to the chest, however.
"OWWW!", she said, immediately drawing back, her hands clutching her chest, "Damn, you caught me off guard, NERF THIS!" Sombra jumps back into the ropes behind her, and launches herself forward, grabbing Asherah and initiating a Slingblade.

Asherah stumbled back from the force of the kick, but quickly regained her footing as Sombra rebounded off the ropes with furious intent. Catching the impromptu sling blade attempt, Asherah managed to soften the blow as they fell on the mat by following her momentum.

"Fancy moves, but not enough to keep up with ol' Ash!" Asherah gloated, immediately standing up in recovery.

Sombra could tell that Asherah braced for the impact of her Slingblade, and so after they both came tumbling down, Asherah recovered quite easily. Sombra replyed playfully to her retort, "Oh yeah?! Lets see how well you recover from THIS!" Sombra quickly darted towards the self-renowned pirate queen, narrowing her eyes as she calculated her next move. She feigned a quick strike to the face, causing Asherah to raise her guard, and then slid beneath her into a low sweep to Asherah’s legs.

As Asherah went down, Sombra quickly moved into a mounted position, applying pressure with her knees as she attempted a chokehold from behind.

Caught off guard by Sombra's devious tactics, Asherah felt her legs crumple beneath the swift leg sweep. As she hit the canvas hard, the wind was knocked from her lungs, and she barely had time to gasp before feeling the weight of her opponent's body pinning her down.

"Sombra! Ye cunning minx... not so easy, eh?" Asherah groaned, squirming under the mounted pressure, her free arm flailing desperately as she tried to hook an elbow under to break the choke.

Sombra was happy that she had the high ground, but could feel Asherah's elbow getting hooked. So, Sombra transitioned into a bodyscissors. She locked Asherah's torso with her thighs while keeping the choke in place, squeezing her opponent's midsection to restrict her breathing and add more pressure. This would make it even harder for Asherah to escape.

Sombra's ruthless bodyscissors wrapped around Asherah's torso like steel cables, squeezing mercilessly as the pirate queen struggled to draw breath. Panic flickered in Asherah's yellow eyes as the combined effect of the choke and the scissors squeezed the air from her lungs.

"Nnngh... release, ye fiend!" Asherah wheezed, thrashing wildly, but Sombra's grip only tightened. Her powerful thighs constricted, cutting off circulation and forcing Asherah's back arching painfully as she clawed at the unforgiving muscles ensnaring her.

In desperation, Asherah would try to stand up, using whatever strength she has in order to slam her opponent on the canvas.