L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Garlim stood next to Svetlana, her chest heaving with exhaustion, a mixture of amusement and concern reflected on her face. “You're a tough one” The blonde goddess said with a hint of surprise in her voice. “I thought you'd be unconscious after that hold, I guess I got distracted.” Garlim scanned Svetlana's battered body, watching closely as she trembled and struggled to stand. As Svetlana fought to regain her balance, Garlim took a step closer to give her a warm hug and comfort her for a moment.

Svetlana was rising when Garlim moved in. She was still in match mode. As she was wrapped up in what she expected to be a bear hug Svetlana was ducking and trying to spin to the side to get away from what she thought was a hold! "What..." Svetlana said to herself as she escaped. It wasn't until after that she thought Garlim was trying anything other than a bearhug. Still it was mid-spar, Svetlana felt like anything else should be saved for after. A worn out, tired Svetlana attempted to move back in looking like she was going to grapple before trying to sweep Garlim's legs out from underneath her!

Garlim's eyes widened in surprise when Svetlana dodged the embrace, but a hint of a smile appeared on her lips. Apparently, the Polish woman was still in the zone, and the blonde goddess liked that in her opponents. As Svetlana came toward her, Garlim stood her ground, ready to face the attack.

She raised her hands, palms up, in a defensive stance, waiting for Svetlana to make the next move. Just as they got close enough to interlock their fingers, the blonde goddess quickly noticed the feint Svetlana had prepared.

With no time to respond, the Polish wrestler girl sweep was executed successfully. Garlim stumbled and fell backward onto the mat, rolling slightly to the side to avoid being at Svetlana's mercy.

Garlim went down, so that was a start. Svetlana had to act fast to build on this and one option presented itself as Garlim rolled to her side. Svetlana tried to move in and grab one of Garlim's ankles twisting it and securing it with both hands as she knelt down on the back of the leg she had secured. She was going to lock in an ankle lock on Garlim so she could recover a bit more while hopefully putting Garlim into a painful hold at the same time! Svetlana knew she couldn't make any mistakes here as she was already hurting, exhausted and worn out.

Garlim remained attentive to Svetlana, watching her approach to grab her ankle. She didn't know much about wrestling holds, but this was a hold the blonde goddess knew very well, and it wouldn't be easy to hold her in it for long. As soon as Svetlana grabbed her ankle, Garlim shrank slightly and slid her knee to the side of her waist, quickly extending her leg to propel herself forward.

The blonde goddess quickly moved behind Svetlana, where she slid her hands under her armpits until they clasped behind her neck. If he managed to apply the Nelson, she would pull Svetlana onto her lap and wrap her legs around her waist to squeeze her tightly in a Nelson-Scissors combination.

That had backfired horribly. Svetlana despite thinking she was a good technical wrestler was looking every bit like a chump as she had Garlim on the mat only for Garlim to escape and get up from the mat behind Svetlana. She struggled and thrashed but she was once again stuck! Her neck and torso were throbbing as she flailed and flopped about collapsing to the mat. She was in agony and struggling once more as she tried to think of a way to escape.

Garlim couldn't help but chuckle as she watched Svetlana struggle to free herself from the Nelson-Scissor hold. Both women fell sideways onto the mat, which was more detrimental to the Polish woman. The blonde goddess shook her head, a mischievous smile still on her face. “Looks like you're in a little trouble,” Garlim said with amusement in her voice as she looked at Svetlana's contorted face.

At this point, it was a good opportunity for Garlim to finish off Svetlana. She slid her legs to squeeze her torso and abdomen even tighter, like an anaconda. Although she could have continued until Svetlana was completely knocked out, this was not a competition as such, and Garlim had seen enough.

As soon as the Polish girl softened and her struggle slowly crumbled, the blonde goddess loosened her grip and slowly unwrapped her to let Svetlana out. “Huff...” Garlim had hoped to wear down this girl's endurance more quickly, but Svetlana lasted longer than she had imagined... Perhaps it was Garlim who had softened.

The blonde goddess knelt down, reached out her hand, and carefully brushed a strand of hair from Svetlana's face. “Don't worry, try to breathe carefully... To be honest, I didn't expect you to resist so much. I'm glad to see how much you've progressed,” Garlim said in a low, friendly voice, something rare to see in her.

Svetlana was on the verge of being unconscious so when Garlim spoke it was almost like an echo in the room. The Polish wrestler was gasping for breath looking up at Garlim with focused, dazed eyes. "What else was I supposed to do, just lose?" Svetlana said. Still, she was mostly on the wrong end of the spar and felt like she was just being tossed around with ease. She did try her best but this woman was just too much for her. Svetlana couldn't help but feel a tiny bit of a bruised ego as her grappling, technique and submissions which she was known for had utterly failed her completely. "Thanks." She managed to say between her chest heaving as she struggled to recover.

Garlim's expression softened as she looked at Svetlana; her eyes reflected a mixture of concern and understanding. So she took another step closer. “You're not here to lose, Svetlana,” she said firmly, her voice like a balm for the battered ego of the geek girl. "As I said, you're here to learn. What I did was test your limits, because from now on I'm going to teach you how to really fight." Garlim's smile was warm and encouraging, and she reached out to gently stroke a strand of hair behind Svetlana's ear. As she did so, Garlim's hand paused on Svetlana's cheek.

“First of all, forget all that nonsense you learned from Tina, and I'll teach you how to strike! To maximize your strength!” Garlim quickly stood up with a simple jump. “Now, get up. We have a long day ahead of us.”

Svetlana raised an eyebrow and stood up much more slowly than Garlim did. "Nonsense? She helped us. I know you want to help but you should not be saying things like that." Svetlana said bluntly. "I am happy to train but you shouldn't discount someone else. You will never learn as much yourself if you do." She added as she staggered up and towards Garlim as their day was going to continue in the gym.