With Minerva laid out, Mikuma started to feel a lot more confident in herself...this woman wasn't so bad. She wasn't so TOUGH. She was just a cute-looking goth gal on the scrawnier side who was looking for an easy mark to bully, berate, and humiliate. Unfortunately for her, Mikuma wasn't the easy target she once was. She was armed with the skill and strength to take charge and grab hold of her destiny. And that started tonight, here and now, and she had no plans of allowing Minerva to lord over her...especially not during her debut match. After sending the blonde goth down to the canvas with that clubbing Ripcord Lariat, Mikuma stood back up and posed, flexing her muscles in a rather cute yet confident fashion. The stage fright was REALLY getting to her, but she felt even BETTER about all the people who were now CHEERING for her. It excited her...it made her feel comfortable and welcome. That overbearing feeling of self-doubt from earlier was washed away by a newfound sense of confidence...and Mikuma was soaking it up.
Next, she'd grab hold of Minerva, bringing her back into her embrace with a tight Bearhug, wrapping her arms around the woman's waistline and squeezing her body tightly, crushing her against her rotund figure as the stout bear-themed grappler turned up the pressure on her itsy-bitsy foe.
"I'm-...I'm not gonna let you push me around anymore! Y-You aren't so scary!" She said, squeezing tighter, hoisting Minerva up a little higher, almost holding her over her shoulder.
"You're just a bug and I'm a big, bear...which puts me WAY up on the food chain." She said, trying her hand at some witty banter.
"S-So you better prepare yourself...or you'll get washed down the drain, y-you...you l-little itsy-bitsy spider...!!!"
Solid stuff, Mikuma...A for effort...