L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

While competing in the Japanese wrestling scene, Emi marveled at the diverse array of moves from wrestling traditions around the world. This exposure has made her a well-rounded and unpredictable rising star. Keen observers like Theo may notice this versatility and how it unfolds as the match progresses. Such talent can be intimidating, especially for rookies like Willy. Despite her advantage in experience, Emi knows she can't afford to go easy on him -- he won't learn much that way. She also aims to continuously refine her own skills and instincts.

As Willy slowly gathered his bearings and rose to his feet, Emi took a moment to glance outside the ring. Theo and Lucy were ringside, with Lucy unable to contain her laughter at Willy's current performance. Emi felt a touch of sympathy for Willy, but couldn't help chuckling herself -- not out of mockery, but because she wanted to join in the lively atmosphere.

"Can you keep going?" Emi asked, her eyes locked on Willy as she measured her next move.

Lucy was amused. Willy was definitely much less so.

He grumbled and scrambled up to his feet, trying to figure out what happened, shaking his head to clear out all the fog. Emi was fast. Faster than Theo, even, and her had trouble keeping up with his bandmate when they spared. He still wasn’t exactly sure what happened there, but there was no way he was going to let that happen again. Time to get serious.

”Yeah,” He stumbled a bit, but quickly corrected himself, and brought his arms up as he focused on her, locking with a tight gaze. No tricks this time. ”Yeah, yeah, I’m good. Let’s keep going.”

In the meantime, Lucy was still having a good laugh, but she dialed it down to a soft snicker when Theo gave her a light elbow in the side.