The crowd's roar echoed through the arena as Kurotaki Rin strode confidently down the ramp, her official LAW coat billowing behind her with each step. Her dark hair swayed as she moved, and despite the lack of clothing beneath, she carried herself with the authority befitting someone who once held a position of power within the organization.
She took measured breaths, her chest rising and falling beneath the open fabric as she approached the ring. The purple lingerie barely concealed anything—Her new boss certainly hadn't given her any dignity when he'd selected this. But then again, dignity wasn't something the boss seemed concerned about when it came to his wrestlers.
Her sharp eyes locked onto Hannah Edwards across the ring, taking in every detail of the cow-woman with clinical assessment. Some jobber as her debut appearance.
"You're gonna get the shit kicked outta," Rin called out, her voice cutting through the noise as she stepped through the ropes with practiced ease. Her lips curled into a smirk as she extended a hand toward Hannah, though her grip would likely be firm enough to send a message. "Just a warning but I promise that."
