L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Emelie stabilized her breathing, keeping herself as focused as possible as she saw the burning rage in the Lynx's eyes, knowing damn well that she was about to be pounced upon again. She tightened her fists and began to backpedal, stepping away from Keiko as much as possible, weaving in and out of the woman's range as she defended herself against the hail of punches heading her way. She managed to dodge out of the way of her last volley of strikes, moving with just enough precision to narrowly capitalize on the brief opening Keiko gave her. With a quick pivot, Emelie swung her leg, bringing the heel of her foot up and around, sending it crashing into Keiko's jaw just as the woman was about to recover, NAILING her with a devastating roundhouse kick!!!

Keiko was furious and it showed in her pattern of offense, coming at Emelie with a furious flurry meant purely to overwhelm and punish her opponent for all she had done earlier. However Keiko's flurry wasn't breaking through Emelie's guard just yet, with every move being parried or avoided if barely. Nothing quite breaking through even if it looked close which ironically only motivated Keiko to push forward more and more. Maybe that's why what happened happened...

and Keiko ended up running right into a massive roundhouse kick from the french woman! "NGH!" Keiko cried out, actually spinning in place for a moment, stumbling on her feet for a second on spaghetti legs before falling down onto her knees, a glazed over look in her eyes as she then tilted forward, the only thing keeping Keiko's body from collapsing all the way to the mat being the presence of Emelie's leg which Keiko's face had landed on, groaning softly into the girl's thigh.

It all happened so quickly. So much so that the memory was pretty much a blur...but not because of the impact of the Frenchwoman's foot nailing the Japanese woman in the face, but because of what happened after as Keiko wound up collapsing on top of Emelie's lap, her face laying across the inner part of the white-haired woman's thigh, causing Emelie's face to burn a bright red as she felt a new sensation beginning to overwhelm her, this burning heat coursing between her normally ice-cold body...an eerily similar feeling to how she felt during her training with Rose Gold. All those 'experiments' on the mats and at the club...learning how to manipulate, how to use her charms, how to turn every aspect of her femininity into a weapon for her own gain...but this was different. This warmth was sudden and unexpected. It wasn't calculated, it-...It just-...happened. It wasn't there before, this moment, these FEELINGS didn't exist before and now they did...and Emelie didn't know how to feel about that. Her eyes widened, and all her thoughts of hesitation and desire to win faded as she panicked, shoving Keiko's face away and scrambling to get back, trying to gather her composure while letting the referee do their check before slowly stumbling to her feet with a ragged look in her eyes, panting and sweating bullets. The fatigue was rapidly catching up to her, and she felt like she might collapse at any moment, but from the look on Keiko's face and the fading fire in the woman's gaze, the French judoka knew that she had managed to win...and when the bell rang, she felt a wave of relief wash over her...

Only for her victory to be soured by the tinge of regret-...

She looked at Keiko, unsure of how to proceed. A lightning-fast match ended in the blink of an eye between two spirited competitors, leaving Emelie as the victor...and yet, for some reason, she felt so much lower than the Silver Lynx. For a winner, for someone who strived to be at the top...the only path forward was up. Yet the protege to one of LAW's greatest lightweights couldn't help but feel directionless. In that moment, she was lost, and as she wanted to approach Keiko...she couldn't, simply turning and leaving the ring, hobbling away in a desperate attempt to rid herself of these thoughts...only to spiral further into doubt after disappearing backstage, leaving the story between herself and the Lynx unfinished...her feelings unresolved...and likely as a result of her less-than-ideal performance...her trainer unsatisfied...


Winner via Knockout: Emelie de Toussaint