Ivan gives Sierra a warm welcome to LAW

[reini]

As the dizziness started to fade, the blond haired rookie started to feel her forearms and jawline aching.
As Ivan swings Sierra through the air like a ragdoll, her tiny body flails helplessly, her arms and legs completely useless up-close, with an enemy so much stronger and more composed than her.

"Waaaaaait—!"

Squeaks Sierra, her voice high-pitched and full of regret, but the words barely manage to come out before—WHAM!—she crashes into the turnbuckle back-first, her whole body bouncing like a pinball from the impact. She lifts a shaky hand, before letting out a meek, pitiful moan.

Her head droops forward, resting against the turnbuckle as she writhes in pain

[MR. Q]

Ivan released Sierra's battered body as it slammed into the turnbuckle with a resounding thud. He watched impassively as she crumpled to the ground, moaning pathetically in agony.

Seizing his opportunity, Ivan sprinted across the ring and launched himself onto Sierra's prone form. His leg whipped upwards, aiming squarely for her temple as he delivered a vicious kick meant to crush her.

[reini]

Unable to recover from the shock of being slammed over the turnbuckle, Sierra slides on the floor like a ragdoll, and passively takes the kick right in the head.

A scream so high it could make glass shatter echoed through the ring, right after Ivan's foot made crushing impact with her empty dome. Right after that, she rolled to the side and curved into a ball, and started whimpering.

"I give, I give, please!"

The blond girl's high voice combined with crying made her sound like a dying piglet.

[MR. Q]

Ivan stood over Sierra's curled-up form, listening to her high-pitched whimpers of defeat. A satisfied smirk twisted his lips as he surveyed the damage done.

"Well, aren't you a cute little worm when you're scared shitless," he sneered, turning to saunter back to his corner.

Letting the referee, Ivan kept his gaze fixed on Sierra, silently daring her to rise again and continue their brutal match. Only when the bell rang, signaling the end of the round, did he drop to sit on the ropes, catching his breath.

The thrill of dominating an opponent still pumped through his veins, and he knew this wasn't the last round he'd get to enjoy tormenting Sierra. For now, he contented himself with a smug grin, confident that he held the upper hand.

He then went back to his corner.

[reini]

Sierra stood up wobbling on her feet, her lips pursed in a little pout. With one hand, she gently rubbed her temple, and with the other, she pointed at Ivan

"Okay, okay... so maybe that was a little rough," she admitted

"Ahh, I didn't expect you guys are gonna be this rough..." she facepalmed a few times, trying to get the headache to go away. Finally, she clapped her cheeks with both hands, puffed out her chest, and shook off the daze with a big exhale. And just like that Sierra’s bright grin returned, and her feet started bouncing on the mat, already gearing up for her next move.

"Now I'm gonna be smarter about it! Come at me mr mean, I can take you!"