L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Myrto's theme

An introduction was no place for humility; no place to hold back.

Introductions were for making a spectacle, for making an impression, and that is exactly what Myrto intended to do.

Fog filled the ramp entrance to the arena as a new song blared, a video of a Greek flag filling each of the screens around the ring while gold and blue spotlights swirled about, circling the ramp, drawing the crowd's attention until...

BOOM!

With the detonation of pyrotechnics and a gout of flames, a figure came charging onto the ramp; a tall, muscular, titan of a woman wearing gold and silver and sparkling blue with a faux-lion pelt draped over her shoulder, its head adorning hers like Herakles of myth as she lifted her fists to the heavens, then thrust them down to her sides, mouth opening wide in a grand roar like that of the beast she wore.

Myrto "Gladiatrix" Drakos

She had come a long way to be here - no matter what came next, her entrance alone was a celebration.

Flexing atop the ramp, she began to walk her way down towards the ring, a confident swagger in her step and a warm smile upon her lips. She took her time, mingling with the curious crowd, throwing out high fives and fist bumps to any who offered them, stopping to take photos, making rude gestures back at those who insulted her - whatever the crowd wanted, she provided, until finally she reached the ring and slipped inside, grabbing hold of a microphone that lowered from the rafters.

"LAW!" Her voice boomed through the speakers as she spun about, beaming out at the crowd surrounding her. "It is a great honour to be here for your entertainment!"

She took a moment, soaking it all in: the lights; the crowd; the sheer spectacle of it all... She'd been in many fights throughout her life, but none of them could match the sheer energy she felt in this ring. It was as though she were the Gladiatrix she had named herself after, standing in the midst of the Colosseum, waiting for the command to do battle. She took a breath...

"I have been through much on my journey here - many trials, many battles... And throughout it all, I have claimed one victory after another... And yet!" She paused again, taking a moment to let the crowd have their say - "And yet, all of it pales in comparison to the victories I shall claim in the name of your entertainment!"

"And to begin, I come before you tonight to undertake my first labour, battle my Nemean Lion, with an open challenge to any - if there are any brave enough to accept and become my first stepping stone to be the Goddess of your ring!"

The crowd seemed excited to see a new wrestler arrive and start off so strongly. Offering an open challenge for her debut match was unfamiliar!... Especially since perhaps no one would dare face a muscular giant like Myrto!...

At least, that's what everyone thought until they heard a now-familiar theme, the theme of a woman far too familiar, strong and impressive to be humble. A wrestler who wanted to become the best and gave everything she had to always get stronger: Ambre Brault, the Black Pearl.

Ambre

Theme

The spectators were even louder than at the beginning as Ambre walked to the ring and climbed to join her opponent with a microphone in hand... At least, that's what the crowd hoped. Luckily for them, it seemed that way, judging by the Frenchwoman's speech.

"I shouldn't be the one welcoming you, but hey, welcome to LAW, Miss Drakos! I hope you find what you're looking for in this league, that you'll face plenty of wrestlers strong in their specialties... But tonight, you'll have to face me! I accept your challenge!!"

To be honest, Ambre had been a bit forced by LAW's entrance. She had been called for that evening even though she didn't have a match scheduled, and the staff had clearly understood what the Frenchwoman lacked: the self-confidence to dare things... So she was forced to go on stage and speak into the microphone to accept Myrto's challenge, even though she wanted to fight against such a strong woman!

The Black Pearl smiled at her opponent and dropped the microphone, putting herself on guard by raising her hands to her head. She no longer had to speak to the audience; now it was just her and her opponent in the ring, and in moments like these, she was much more confident!

"Shall we ? Unless i'm not your type ?~"

The moment that she heard the music kick in, Myrto couldn't help but grin. She didn't know who was going to face her, but it was clear that her challenge had been accepted...

And the moment that she laid her eyes upon the woman that had answered her call, that grin only grew wider. What an opponent! The strength in that form! This woman seemed like everything that Myrto had wanted from her debut into the league, and the Greek woman was hopeful that Ambre's skill was just as formidable as her reputation carried.

As Ambre made her entrance, Myrto unhooked the lion cape that she had worn in, throwing it off to the side as she watched her potential-opponent make her way to the ring. Then, she stood and listened, giving the French woman her opportunity to speak.

"Thank you... Ambre Brault, was it?"

Myrto extended a hand as she spoke, offering some sportswomanship to her prospective opponent before they got things rolling. After all, despite Ambre's little quip at the end, Myrto had no intention of turning this challenge down. The crowd didn't matter anymore, Myrto's whole focus was directed upon her opponent; nothing outside of the ring may as well have exited as far as she was concerned now.

"Hah! I wouldn't turn this down for the world!" She beamed, a wide grin spread across her lips. "How about we make this a fun match? Last woman standing? See which of us can last the longest?"[color]

It was when she saw Myrto remove her prestigious cape that Ambre realized she had just been accepted as an opponent. She smiled slightly, a little pleased not to have been rejected, but mostly excited to see how strong her surprise opponent could be. She stepped toward the giantess, reaching forward to grab Myrto's and giving it a firm grip, testing her opponent's strength while looking her in the eye.

"Last woman standing is perfect for me! Let's give our best in this match!"

Ambre seemed more confident now. She knew what to say, how to react, and what could happen from here on out. Now that the friendly handshake and the type of match had been decided, she released her opponent's hand and stepped back to her corner, turning her back on her opponent and looking at her hand. Myrto was strong, for sure; the slight pain in her hand proved it. Ambre knew she had to give her best tonight if she wanted to win... Maybe even more?

The Black Pearl grabbed the ropes beside her and turned back to the ring with a small smile and a serious look, far too focused to speak and eagerly awaiting the bell to finally begin this match.

"I wouldn't dream of anything else!"

Myrto beamed as she watched how Ambre seemed to grow more confident as they spoke. The Greek woman couldn't be happier - the chance to test her strength against the famed Ambre Brault, what a debut this would be. She eagerly shook her opponent-to-be's hand, then stepped back as well. She turned, walking away from the other woman, turning her back as well, the thought of taking advantage of her foe never once occurring to her, and her trust firmly placed in the other woman's honour.

As she walked, she could feel a stinging in her own hand, her opponent was just as strong as she'd imagined, that much was clear. And by the time Myrto reached her corner and turned back to the ring, an eager smile had spread across her face. She was basking in the moment before the fight, looking forwards to their battle, grinning over at Ambre with an eager anticipation that showed just how much she reveled in the thrill of battle.

Ding, ding, ding!

And then the bell rang, and Myrto started to walk around the outside of the ring, circling about, eager to take stock of Ambre's strategy.

DING DING DING

The two wrestlers stood in their corners of the ring, staring into each other's eyes, and Ambre had a small smile. She had to prepare for the worst and give her best to avoid disappointing her opponent! She walked slowly toward the center of the ring, confident but worried about what Myrto might have in store for her... Then her handshake came back to mind.

She really wanted to know who was the strongest in this ring, once and for all, and for that, there was nothing better than a test of strength. The Black Pearl stepped toward the center of the ring with both hands raised and slowly extended them forward, subtly offering a test of strength to her opponent to begin this match.

Myrto was ready for anything - no matter what Ambre might do to start off their match, the Greek Gladiatrix was primed to counter it. Her muscles were tensed, her gaze sharp, her eyes fixed upon The Black Pearl's powerful form. Whatever Ambre had planned, Myrto knew she wouldn't be disappointed... But when her opponent moved to the center of the ring, it was like a dream come true.

Myrto's wide grin grew even wide, the LAW newcomer beaming over at her opponent as she strode forth and offered her hands back.

"No matter what happens now," She said quietly, locking her hands with Ambre's, "You've already made my debut the best it could be."

Her stance widened, her center of balance lowered, and with an excited huff Myrto's muscles flared to life as she pressed forth with everything she had! There was no holding back now, not when the chance to properly test herself against the best was presented!

Ambre tried to stay serious but could not hide to think about her opponent's words while they bound their hands together. Myrto seemed to like Lock Up and Test of Strenght ... It was good to know because Ambre, since the start of her career in Law, has never lost a test of Strenght ... and that day was not intended to arrive!

But the Frenchwoman is surprised by the strength of her opponent, forced to go back several steps back until finally having a good position with her jamebs, a defensive stance which made the task of repelling it more. The Frenchwoman sighed for a long time and leaned slightly forward looking at Myrto with an always as serious look and a smile showing her fun

"It's ... only the beginning! .."

From its size, the Black Pearl was used to facing much larger and heavier women than it in this kind of duel! But she had a technique, several techniques to be able to win these tests of Strenght. She slightly pulled the arms of her opponent towards her, seeking to have enough space to lift her elbows before pushing all her strength forward, her legs also passing the offensive by advancing even if Myrto had not yet fallen!