You cheered loudly as her fist slammed into the line of her opponents jaw, sending them flying a good ways back off their already shaky footing. A spray of blood arcing in the sky like a small sprinkler as they hit the floor. Reina cracked her knuckles and gave a mumbled insult to her opponent as she spat at them and stretched. Her jacket hiking up around her waist as she stretched and counted in her head as she waited to see if the unconscious form would ever get up. In all honesty she'd expected something more impressive from the Iron Fist Tournament. The closest a fight had been so far was against Jin and she'd thrown the fight on purpose in order to get his attention on the allure of her. What drew a smile to her lips was the sound of your enthusiastic whooping as you emphasized your cheering with loud clapping.

You were sitting among the other competitors who's names were on the bracket, she knew she'd have to fight you eventually but for the moment it was fun to have what she considered as her own personal cheerleader.