L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

"GAAAAAGH! AaaaGHHHHHK!!!"

Emaline perfected this hold. Phoebe knew it, because the amount of air the Emerald Viper allowed her to take in during the brief reprieve from the hold was barely enough to sustain her, just enough to remind her how hurting her body, and especially her ribs, were. No matter how hopeless the situation seemed, Phoebe still refused to tap out to Emaline...

...and with her realizing it, she finally kept the hold locked in. Quickly, life began to disappear from Phoebe's eyes, as the Detective finally saw black for good, her last thoughts being of a disappointment of going 2-0 against her rival.

The ref would lift Phoebe's arm to check her state.

It fell once.

It fell twice.

It fell the third time:

"She is out! RING THE BELL!"

DING DING DING!

Emaline's eyes sparkled, her blood filled with malicious delight at the sight of the light leaving Phoebe's eyes while her resistance was slowly snuffed out. "Ah worry not, my dear." The Viper patronisingly comforted the Detective in her final moments of consciousness. "I can personally assure you that tonight's audience and any future viewers will and would have indeed enjoyed this spectacle." Before long, the referee went ahead and confirmed the obvious, declaring Emaline the victor.

She giggled softly as she lethargically unwrapped her thighs around Phoebe's throat and stood up. While the heel's theme blared through the speakers, she planted her boot on her opponent's cheek and spread her arms wide, basking in the audience's mixed reception, a cocktail of cheers and boos. Once she had her fill of reveling in her victory, she elegantly spun around and strode of the ring.