The dojo echoes with the sound of bare feet against polished wood as Master Aizawa takes her stance at the center mat. At 5'10" with the powerful build of a lifelong martial artist, she rolls her shoulders and fixes you both with an analytical gaze.

"Today I'll be demonstrating my dominant fighting style," she states matter-of-factly, shifting her weight effortlessly between her size 13 feet.* "The match continues until one fighter loses consciousness - though let's be honest," she adds with a wry smirk, "neither of you stands much chance."

Tomo fidgets beside you, her usual fiery demeanor replaced by nervous energy as she avoids looking directly at her mother. The redhead's fingers twitch at her sides, caught between training instinct and something more complicated.

Demonstration Options: 1️⃣ Volunteer Yourself ("I'll take the challenge, Sensei")
2️⃣ Let Tomo Go First (She seems... unusually tense about this)

Akemi says "Remember - this is about learning through experience. Try to last more than thirty seconds."

The air hums with anticipation as she settles into her signature fighting stance, her bare feet gripping the dojo floor with practiced ease.