L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

"GYUH!" Mikoto gasped out as she felt her opponent suddenly slam her foot into her stomach, her body about to buckle over when the fist slammed into her face nearly knocking over to the side and ending up making her fall backwards and away from her opponent onto her ass, her hands favoring both her face and her stomach now. "unngh.. That hurt!" she said through muffled anger.

Morgan winced at the proclamations. “Sorry!” She cried, somewhat apologetically, though she knew if it was truly to much her opponent would simply tap. She’d throw another blow at the stomach, followed by a quick one to the face

She was getting sick of all these different strikes aimed at the same places. In fact, Mikoto was able to start predicting them. So she would end up taking the punch in the stomach which caused her to grunt a little but then narrowly dodge and attempt to catch the fist aimed straight for her face. If she managed to catch the fist, she would attempt to pull her opponent in and bring up her knee to strike her opponent’s abdomen instead to give her a taste of her own medicine.

Morgan had been feeling confident. Too confident. As she moved in for another swing, she could feel her hand get caught. “Wha-Hey!” She let out a yelp of surprise before a groan, as a knee collided with her chest. She groaned, clutching her stomach, as she rolled off of Mikoto, onto the mat. She’d be up in a moment, but if Miktoto acted fast, she’d be helpless to stop her.

And act fast did Mikoto do because right after her opponent rolled off of her, she would pull herself back up and attempt to pull her opponent back up and put her in a position where she would be standing bent over with her head would be shoved between the Defiant Darkness’ thighs. The perfect position for Mikoto to attempt a pile driver!

Morgan would hardly react as she was lifted into the suplex position, only noticing when it had already been set up! “Wa-Wait! No!” She screamed out before she fell, her head crashing onto the mat. She briefly saw black spots, before noticing the horrible pain in her back, groaning as she rolled over and clutched it.

Panting a little from the pain she had endured, Mikoto hoped that that move was enough to put the girl down for the three count. So she would grab onto her as she attempted to roll over and would try to lay perpendicular on top of her with one of her legs in the air, hoping to go for a three count of her own.

“1!”
Morgan moaned. She was in pain, but not finished just yet.
“2!”
Morgan hissed, mustering strength.
“Thr-“
Morgan kicked out, rolling onto her hide, her back still aching as she stumbled to her feet. “You’ll have to… do better than that…”

Close… So… Close… Mikoto growled in annoyance as she would angrily attempt to follow her opponent while she rolled away. ”I’ll show you better!” she yelled while attempting to tackle Morgan to the ground to get on top of her.

Morgan sluggishly slipped to the side as Mikoto lunged, managing to evade the brunt of the tackle, but being hit enough that she was knocked to the ground, winded. As she started to push herself to her feet, she could only hope her opponent was in a similar condition.