L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

…what was Dizzy doing over there?

It was quick, and the angle was weird so she couldn't be 100%, but Angela swore her daughter was making the weirdest face for a moment, like she was rolling her eyes at something, though she couldn't guess at what. It couldn't be at Alizeh, so maybe there was someone behind her she was looking at?

She’d ask her later. For the moment, she was too focused on the task at hand - making sure her legs would still work in this match. It was far from the easiest thing, but after a burst of hard effort, she spun them around and turned the tables on Alizeh who immediately grabbed the ropes for a break.

Untangle and reset, good. Angela used the turnbuckle for support, not wanting to put undue stress on her aching knees, but she didn’t have the luxury of resting - no, now was the time to press the attack.

With a deep sigh, Angela pushed out of the corner, spun about and tried to land a solid spinning elbow on her opponent’s face, hoping the powerful but simple maneuver would take the wind out of her sails.

Some may question Alizeh's decision to grab the ropes and force a reset for the two of them. It was possible Alizeh could keep Angela back to the figure four and hold her there for a while but it would have been far more trouble than it'd be worth, and at least this way Alizeh and Angela would be on equal footing. As she did so Alizeh would watch as Angela held onto the ropes, knowing now that her move had indeed had an effect on the woman's knees and giving Alizeh a further target to attack.

But that wouldn't stop the older woman from making the first move, spinning about as she approached to deliver a spinning elbow strike to Alizeh's face! "Ngh!" Alizeh cried out, knocked backwards from the blow but taying on her feet thanks to her grip on the ropes... Using them to pull herself back up while raising her leg and shooting it forward for a pump kick right into Angela's stomach!

Were they sure Alizeh was a middleweight? She had the height for one, the right sort of build, but Angela swore, she could not remember the last time someone from this class gave her so much trouble, was able to take this kind of punishment. Her legs weren’t in the best of shape, so she couldn't get all the venom on it that she wanted, but her rolling elbow was no joke. It should have put Alizeh down.

But the woman just. Kept. Coming.

It would’ve been fascinating to watch on the outside. On the inside, it was a great annoyance.

One she was keen on dealing with, too, hence her rush to close the gap. But as she did Alizeh latched out with another little surprise.

Pump kick. Strong one. With her weaker base, Angela was knocked back on stomping feet, tripped, and wound up falling through the top and middle rope and onto the apron. She was able to grab the ropes as she slipped and kept from falling on the floor, but it was still far from an ideal position - standing on the apron, gripping the ropes, looking and feeling like she could tip over at any second.