L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Putting her opponent down for the count seemed like the only possible outcome in the Brit’s eyes after dealing with her smart-ass attitude. Her peace and quiet, as well as her training routine, had been completely ruined… but if she managed to teach this woman the lesson that she deserved, it would make everything right again. And Ashley approached with exactly that in kind, leaning down to grab hold of those silver locks; she was not done with Naomi yet. 



However, it seemed that Naomi wasn’t done either, catching the redhead completely by surprise, suddenly coming back to life and wrapping around Ashley with a punishing Armbar lock. 

“Grahh!” The Red Menace cried out in pain. In the blink of an eye, she had been toppled, driven to the ground with almost embarrassing ease. “How the fuck… did this happen?!”

Suddenly, the pressure around her joint began to ramp up; she desperately clawed at the girl’s leg to attempt to break free, but the hold was tightly applied. There wasn’t much time left before she suffered some real damage. 



“Hmph…” Her one free hand started to dig around, hoping to find anything that could help her… no matter what it was… 

Suddenly, her fingers touched something… something long and sturdy- it was one of the weightlifting belts people used around their waist to lift heavy loads during training. It had been a stroke of luck, but in her dire situation, Ashley would take anything to tip the scales again. 



She snatched the belt right off the ground, and without losing any time, she swung the thing in the air, using it like a whip to strike her captor once, twice, as many times as it was needed for her to release the grip on her arm.

The Emperatrix of Conquest wasn’t going to leave Ashley ‘in peace’ until she saw her knocked out on the floor as punishment for being a bloody nuisance who couldn’t let other people start their exercise routine without turning it into a scene, so she wasn’t going to hold back with the hold she was using to subdue her with The Red Menace

Trapping Britanica in an arm lock was quite easy for Naomi, especially considering that this was her forte, and it was even better to have made the redhead look like a complete idiot by tricking her into falling for something like that. “This happened because you’re an imbecile!!!” she replied angrily to her opponent’s question.

Like a cat, Ashley began scratching the Amazon’s legs, but even so, Naomi showed no sign of giving in; in fact, she tightened her grip to make the redhead suffer even more. She had no intention of letting up until she saw her defeated.

Whilst the Japanese Phoenix was focused on inflicting as much pain as possible on her opponent, her rival used her remaining free hand to grab a belt, with which she began to lash Naomi’s legs. The pain was immense, and the veteran couldn’t hold back a scream of agony at the damage she’d suffered, finally letting go of her rival.

She began to move away from the red-haired threat to create some distance and look for an object that might help her against the belt her opponent was using as if it were a whip.