Asa was ready for this. OK, that was a lie. She honestly didn't think she had a chance. She had many valid and concrete points about why she can't win this tournament, focusing mainly on how her quirk is more utility than power, how physically her strength was lacking, how little practice she had with her quirk or any ideas that came up. For all purposes, Asa believed this was a battle she could not win.
However, this could be a milestone, some hill to climb. Everyone has challenges, right? Right. Besides, her dad was watching this tournament. Knowing him, he probably had it playing on every screen in the store. She had to do her best, for him. She began reviewing her strategy in mind. She hadn't had much time to prepare, being the first fight, but she had came up with many ideas, tossed a few, polished others and sorted them in a neat little pile. Her main strategy would be to use her spirit form to chase her opponent out of the ring. She would lay do