Another go with Jean

Once again, Caitlin read her opponent like a book, dodging every attack and answering with perfectly accurate strikes. This time her opponent was aware of her weapon's secondary function, yet still couldn't find a way past her defenses.
You realized soon enough that you wouldn't get much new information out of this match, so you went turned your focus to your next match. Your opponent would be the guy who had just toyed around with Infotracker, meaning that you'd have an easy time advancing if you exploited his lackluster strategy and avoided his hard-hitting strikes.

Before you could get much further in your preparations you received a voice message from Jean. "Hey, Bluebitch, you probably think you're tough shit for getting lucky back there. Meet me behind the gym for round two and I'll beat your ass." she said, sounding very quite upset. She was probably not used to being beaten, let alone by someone as inexperienced as you, so it must have hurt her pride. But going for another round with her doesn't sound too appealing as you quite valued keeping all your teeth. However it would give you some much needed experience and if you played your cards right, you might even convince her to teach you a few things.

So you made your way behind the gym where you saw Jean leaning against the wall with her arms crossed. As you approached her face turned towards you, letting you see her glaring red eyes. She immediately pushed herself away from the wall and assumed a wide stance. "So you really came, Bluebitch. Didn't think you had the guts for it." she growled. "Well I couldn't leave a lady waiting, could I?" you answered, attempting to cover up your insecurity. "Call me a lady one more time and I will crush your skull." she threatened. You gulped, playful banter was definitely out of the question with her.
"So, you ready or do you have to look at your little helper again to beat me?" she scoffed while nodding toward Infotracker. So that's what her issue was, she didn't like that you had an extra tool. "What, you wanna trade?" you teased against your better judgement while holding it toward her.
"Huh? Don't be an idiot. It's yours why would I want it?" She sounded irritated, but you shrugged that off as her preferring her own weapon. "Well, let's do this I guess." you told her while assuming a fighting stance.

Once again she dashed towards you. With the narrow alley giving you less space to dodge than before you held up your bracer to block her attack. She almost fully halted her strike just before hitting it and swung towards your side instead. Did she plan on feigning that attack? Even then the movement seemed less fluid than normal, as if she stopped herself mid-strike. You dodged backwards to avoid the horizontal swing and retaliated with a stab forward making sure your bracer kept her axe at bay. She didn't even attempt to push it away, as if scared to break it. You dismissed the thought focusing on the fight instead.
Despite your efforts the lack of space made your previous strategy impotent and soon enough you were fully at her mercy.

"Huh, you really gave me a run for my money Bluebi-, I mean Blue." she commented, offering her hand to help you up. She was seemingly content, and much more amicable now that she had restored her pride. "Same to you Jean." you responded while taking her hand. You were smiling at your new nickname, but also very exhausted. Jean realized you had overextended yourself and quickly said "Oh lemme fix you up! Don't want you giving out in round two after you beat me." She put her hand on your shoulder which started glowing in the dark red of her aura. After just a few seconds you felt amazing, you checked your screen and it seemed as if even after she broke contact with your shoulder your aura was still regenerating. "So that's what your semblance is", you noted. She nodded, apparently proud of her ability and asked "_I can regenerate my and other people's aura, gives you a motivation boost too! _So what's yours? I didn't pick up on anything during our fight.". You explained that you hadn't unlocked it yet, which earned you a confused glance. "So you don't have a semblance, but still beat me? You've got some serious potential, Blue." Coming from an accomplished fighter like her this meant a lot to you and made you confident that you might actually win this tournament. Afterwards you sparred a bit more and she even taught you some basic hand-to-hand combat.

When you got back to the locker room the battle between Lila and the round six winner seemed about halfway over with both combatant quite exhausted. Even though the screen obscured some details you couldn't help but notice the curve of Lila's supple bosom glistening with sweat. How were you supposed to focus when you faced her? Her opponent was also stealing glances at her cleavage ever few seconds. Lila was well aware of this and made use of his distraction by just walking towards him, swaying her hips in a steady rhythm. Once she was standing but centimetres away from him she leaned forward, placing her mouth right next to his ear. She must have whispered something to him as when she straight her back again his body was as if paralyzed by lust, with a noticeable bulge having formed at his crotch and his eyes glazed over. He then turned around and proceeded to simply walk out of the arena, disqualifying him and leaving Lila as the victor.
The entire crowd was astonished. The Student that just walked out was one of the better fighters, more experienced than Lila at least, so no one expected him to just give up halfway through the battle. You put two and two together and realized it must be her semblance. But what exactly was it? Some sort of mind control or suggestion? Why didn't she use it in round one? On the screen you saw Lila walking out of the gym, but not without turning back towards the camera and winking seductively. While it was obviously not aimed at you specifically, it seemed as though she was warning, or maybe inviting, her remaining opponents.

A few minutes later the unrest of the crowd had largely died down and the next match was announced. You heard your name and scrambled to get ready, your mind still racing with what you had just witnessed. You'd be up against the bully from before and made sure to remind yourself of your strategy as losing to him was absolutely not an option.