L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

"OUGH-" Emelie grunted, getting struck in the stomach as the frail Frenchwoman arose, only to be knocked over yet again, falling against her opponent's body, clinging onto her for a moment as she tried to catch her breath. Callie, however, wasn't looking to spare Emelie a single second to rest, immediately hitting her with a DDT that sent the woman crashing head-first into the canvas, stumbling off to the wayside, laying motionless on her back as her body twitched slightly, chest heaving up and down ever so slightly as she tried to focus her breathing, the arena spiraling around her.

Callie was having a lot of fun, incorporating pro wrestling style moves into her martial arts fighting style, as she brought Emelie down to the mat with a DDT, Callie would then immediately get back up, feeling the crowd getting hyped for what she was about to do next.

Callie would then jump up, and attempt to hit a Double Foot Stomp right on Emelie, and really attempt to hurt her opponent and crush her.

Emelie's eyes would snap open as Callie approached, narrowly avoiding the stomp before rolling out of harm's way just in time. In a flash of desperation and instinct, the French judoka would try to snatch Callie by the leg, pulling on her ankle and suddenly tripping the woman up in order to drag her down to the canvas for a tight and brutal heel hook, aiming to wear down her foot and leg with a painful submission hold, looking to reduce the effectiveness of those kicks as she cinched in the submission as tightly as possible.

Callie jumped up for a stomp, looking to land right and cushy onto Emelie’s stomach and midsection, though that was something that would not end up happening. “WOAH?!” Callie yelped as she landed on the mat, now feeling wobbly.

This made it easy for Emelie to knock her down by pulling her ankle, having Callie fall onto her stomach, and land on her front as Emelie wrapped her legs around Callie’s ankle.

“AAAGH!” Callie screamed as she was put in a Heel hook, though she had gotten better used to submissions than when she first started, it still hurt like hell.

Callie then got on her elbows, and attempted to crawl towards the ropes, hoping to break the submission.

The white-haired Frenchwoman would continue to wear down her opponent's leg, looking to put as much stress and strain on Callie's foot to make it uncomfortable to move on. If Emelie continued to have her way, the so-called Kick Prodigy would struggle to walk on it, let alone kick with it. However, just as Emelie was cranking up the pressure, Callie managed to snag the ropes. Not one to shy away from harming her opponents, Emelie would hold the submission hold for four more seconds, pushing her luck as she skirted the edge of disaster, narrowly avoiding a disqualification count before releasing Callie. The Spider tortured her brunette foe during a moment where she thought she'd be safe, serving as additional damage to Callie's psyche as the Frenchwoman played mind games with her, prowling around and waiting for her to get back up, looking down at her disdainfully.


"What are you waiting for?...Get up." She commanded, quickly stomping down on the same foot she just bent as Callie was standing back up.

Callie with all her upper body strength, managed to pull herself towards the ropes, and managed to get a grasp of them. However she noticed Emelie was not letting go of it right away. “HEY, PISS OFF!” Callie screamed in a mix of fury and pain.

Eventually Emelie did finally let go of the Heel Hook, and Callie could finally pull her leg towards her body and hold it, trying to soothe the pain she was in.

Before Emelie stomped on it once more, Callie screaming “AAAH!” in response as she attempted to roll away from where Emelie was, holding her leg which was in massive amounts of pain right now.

Emelie smirked, knowing she was doing right by her mentor, Rose Gold. On top of bringing the woman out of her shell and showing her there was a sort of thrill to the heat of the fight, Rose also showed Emelie just how satisfying it truly was to dominate the competition. Emelie had won handily plenty of times before at local and regional judo competitions...but she never truly stood at the top. She never made it so that all those beneath her would have no choice but to look up at her in all her majesty as she proved she was better than them, denying them the chance to look away with disgruntled expressions, belittling her achievements. No, no-...Emelie was dead set on making sure that when she won, her opponent KNEW it.

It wasn't just enough to beat her opponents, she had to make sure she decimated them. There was little room for error when it came to fighting. Every opportunity must be taken. So as Callie writhed on the ground in pain, Emelie merely waited, letting the woman scream and groan in agony, giving her a moment to breathe before rushing back in and SLAMMING into Callie feet-first with a Kneeling Dropkick if the woman was still down on the ground.

Callie was still feeling it from all the pain her leg was in, from being locked in a Heel Hook for a pretty long time, to being eventually stomped on by Emelie, the usually confident brunette was not feeling it right now.

Luckily for her, she did see Emelie coming at her from the corner of her eye, and know she had to do something to prevent further damage to her vulnerable leg.

Using her good leg, Callie attempted to thrust forward with it, attempting to shove Emelie out of the air and out of her way.

It was desperate, but she needed to do it.

As Emelie came flying in with her Dropkick attempt, Callie managed to push off with her good leg, narrowly avoiding the impact of the Frenchwoman's attack and countering it with a hard shove while the white-haired woman was mid-flight, leaving Emelie to crash down across the canvas in a rough fashion. To anyone else, this would just be a minor bump at worst...but to Emelie, considering the frail nature of her body since she was young, it felt FAR worse than it should have. Thankfully, she had enough wits about her to make the crucial decision to roll to the outside, leaving the ring momentarily to catch her breath. "Ghk-...dammit..." She muttered, stumbling against the barricade and using it as support as she catches her breath.

Callie’s leg was still hurting, but she smiled as she finally had a biit of time to recover with Emelie not coming after her directly at the moment, she finally had some breathing room.

Callie started shaking her hurt leg, trying to regain some feeling into the very damaged leg that she had, specifically at around the ankle. She backward crawled towards the ropes, and then grabbed those to pull herself up.

Callie then took a deep breath, before spotting that Emelie was leaning on the barricade. Seeing an opportunity, Callie walked over to the side of the ring where Emelie was, slid out although slowly, and attempted to give Emelie a superkick to the head with her good leg, her bad leg hopefully not slowing her down enough.