L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

*As his primal urges began to bubble to the surface, Titus heard his superior remark about his growing appendage with a derisive tone, which only served to agitate him even further. However, as it was abundantly clear to everyone in attendance, he was physically incapable of reclaiming his extinguished masculinity as the moderator noticed his shoulders firmly planted against the ground, beneath Fall's mighty, unwavering foot!*

"ONE!" *It wouldn't be long before the countdown began, the crowd collectively lurching towards the action in tandem as they were potentially witnessing the downfall of the supposedly unconquerable juggernaut. Unbeknownst to the active competitors however, a certain, Silver-haired pugilist was lurking amongst the common rabble, and once he recognized that Titus was potentially in peril, he dashed through the audience to execute his fallback strategy.*

"TWO!' *As he closed the relatively short distance between the barrier and himself, vaulting over the barricade and streaking past the security guards that attempted to intervene, but eventually realized he was apart of the wrestling crew. Once he was in the scope of the public spotlight, Lex proceeded to slip underneath the lowest rope and wolf whistled towards Fall before lunging towards her!*

"Time for some reinforcements!" *Lex shouted, shuffling his boots sideways before extending his furthest leg to try and crack a superkick against Fall's mandible! The referee's hands were tied- This belt wasn't official, so the rules were prone to changing at the whim of the owners, namely Lex and Titus!*

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Fall had considered this match over and done with. It was the cherry on top to see all of Titus’s conceited and proud remarks. With a body like his it makes sense why he would be so confident. Not that it mattered to Fall, as it all compounded into was his primal urges coming into full view of everyone in the arena. It would surely a defeat Titus would never forget. If anything that only made the victory sweeter for Fall.

The referee coming in to begin the count. Tensions riding in the crowd leaning forward. Possibly looking forward to Titus’s possible defeat. Fall kept her same smile before, knowing that this victory is assured. All that was left was for the referee to finish their count and raising her arm. Well that would be the case if Fall was aware of another party being present in the arena tonight.

Upon reaching the two count, Fall was unaware of the sliver haired figured dashing his way through the audience. More focused on her upcoming victory Fall was late to notice this silver haired figure coming at her. In a normal situation Fall would be able to intercept him before maybe even reaching the ring. Not in this case though, noticing Lex just as he whistled to Fall.

Turning her gaze to Lex, Fall was unsure who this man was. The quick answer she came up with was that this person was an enemy. Fall was right in thinking this, though sadly her body was to slow in reacting. Shuffling his boots sideways along with his body. Lex extended leg far and cracking it like a whip against Fall’s head. Knocking her body clear off Titus. The superkick came with a satisfying crack sound that everyone heard and some even felt in the arena.

Stumbling backwards, Fall focused to keep herself standing. Despite her focus it looked like Fall was going to be staring at the lights. Thankfully she stumbled long enough to reach the set of ropes on the other side of the ring.

Clearing her cobwebs, Fall grabbed her chin. Just to check if there was any major injury. Thankfully despite the power behind the kick, Fall had not sustained any major injury. Fixing her stance and turning back around she looked at Lex with a fierce stare. Now what it is this. Has the cavalry arrived!?! Fall said surprised yet also angered Very soon after saying that Fall wasted no time in considering Lex another opponent in this match. As he was surely here to help Titus, Fall needed to dispose of him quickly.

Moving in on her silver haired opponent Fall looked to impose the same dominance she showed against Titus towards Lex. The first step was simple enough, fake a punch that was aimed at Lex’s head. Hopefully this bit of deceit would work as Fall would pull back the punch. Aiming to kick Lex in the stomach hard enough to hopefully double him over. This not being the final move, if this worked Fall would grab Lex by his silver locks and lift his head up. Now he would at first glance see the same Devil Titus was facing up against. Now learning what Fall had in store for him as she was already well warmed up. Fall aimed for a clothesline that had the worse intentions in mind. Adding more onto the blow where she would use this same clothesline to throw Lex outside of the ring.

If all of this worked, Fall would yes of course take this time to admire her work. That being Lex laying outside of the ring. Now all that was left was for Fall to get her victory once again.

*While kicks in general weren't Lex's forte whatsoever, he had convinced himself that his gargantuan brethren had softened his target up enough to take her down with one, surgical strike. Once he had made his point known with a swift boot across Fall's mandible, Lex quickly recoiled his extended limb and dropped backwards into a guarded stance, waiting for the inevitable* "WHUD!" *That would follow. However, this would never come to pass, and once The Silver Bullet recognized that she had easily withstood his blitzkrieg he felt shivers down his spine.*

"H..how the hell did you endure that?!" *He muttered under his breath, trying to reanalyze the situation as quickly as he mentally could to cobble together an emergency plan of attack. While he squandered precious time with his unsuccessful endeavoring, Fall sprang towards him at an accelerated rate due to the momentum she gained from flying off the ropes, causing Lex to tighten his guard, stuck in fighter's limbo while trying to deliberate how to remedy the issue!*

*Throughout all the calamity transpiring within the arena, Titus was provided with ample time to recuperate from the brutal thrashing he had received, fluttering his eyes open before witnessing his battle buddy suffering a debilitating* "THWACK!" *From the femme fatale. The crowd burst into applause from witnessing the gratuitous display of violence, and without the aid of his burly bodyguard, Lex was subsequently clotheslined out of the squared circle, leaving only the original dyad inside the ropes.*

"Your sacrifice shall not be in vain." *Titus remarked, deeply exhaling while clambering up the turnbuckles as a means of stability, carefully skulking his distracted adversary as she seemed to indulge in showboating after her temporary victory. Snarling through his flared nostrils, Titus initiated a bold strategy by charging in Fall's direction, and once he had closed the gap, latched his arms across her waist before sliding himself up immediately behind her!*

"Never leave a wounded animal alive!" *The boisterous hunter boomed, the sheer aggravation and magnitude of his cadence loud enough to send a shockwave of terror across the landscape of the coliseum, before kneeling down and swinging his arm upwards, digging the edge of his knuckles into her feminine cove!* "Now, kneel to my might!" *He declared, watching her collapse before him while arching himself backwards and hoisting Fall into the sky!* "My will shall not be deterred by the likes of you!" *Tearing through atmosphere with his excess weight secured in his brawny arms, Titus intended to slam Fall's body across the ring with an excruciating german suplex!*

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