L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Helena watched as Lillian was devastated and worked over. Sure she could have managed a parting shot but she felt that was best left to the more thuggish, brutish elements present.

"Dear, know your place and don't forget it." Helena said with a light cackling laugh, blowing Lillian a kiss.

Kyoko watched the rest talk down to Lillian while she was literally down and helpless and leaving her carcass on the floor, Kyoko was quick to go for the belt that she had dropped. Holding it up and looking at it. The middleweight belt, she smirked before draping it over her body and the leaning down to get closer to her head.

"Hold that for me will you? I'll be coming for it soon enough and when I do id like it to be in good condition." Kyoko said before she too stood up and moved on to another direction letting the champ and former member lay there unable to comprehend what had just happened to her.

Eileen shot Kyoko quite the look, not that the belly queen saw her. Moving on ones own is what had acquired Lillian the beat down she had just received, and Eileen would have rather have preferred it that she not need to organise the same for another. But that was for another day...

"Be seeing you, Lillian Byrne..." Was the last thing Eileen would mutter, though she struck something of a confident pose as she did, with one leg outstretched. Before, in a casual manner, she tried to bring her fellow cohorts with her.

Lillian had been beaten down beyond belief, now left in a heap on the floor as the group of sinister women crowded around her, each one seemingly eager to say their goodbyes to Lillian, having booted her from the group and washed their hands of her! A stomp from Rose Gold, a few harsh words from Helena, Kyoko picking up the belt and placing it across Lillian's body, each one would say their piece to the downed champion, with Eileen going last, the ringleader of the attack on her!

As the group of women left her, Lillian would only shift slightly on the floor, beaten down and dazed, only stirring herself a few minutes after they had left, feeling the effects of their attacks on her body!

The middleweight champion would do what she could to collect her pride, before grabbing her belt and beginning to limp out of the room, heading for somewhere safe. Many things ran through her mind, but there was one thing that reigned supreme, a singular emotional rage, not even from being booted from the group but from the gall they had to attack her, that pushed her forwards, with one thing sure in her mind. She'd get revenge for this.