Ueda started breating heavily. She wasn't sure if Aiko was strong or not, so that gave her lots of pressure. She's trying to calm herself down, but nothing seems to work. Who knew what she was thinking? Her mind was empty. Either that, or she's just in a trance of how much pressure this was. Maybe going to this tournament was a bad idea after all. She clutched her shirt with her bare hands and started biting her hair. She was a bit conflicted on what her strategy would be and how she would use it. Apparently, her best choice in mind was to improvise.
"You can do it... No pressure.... No pressure at all. Focus, Ueda, focus...." The young blonde thought to herself awkwardly, swinging her arms back and forth nervously. You could tell she was scared and nervous.
With much decision making, Ueda somehow made herself enter the battle arena, shifting her eyes around, preparing herself for any possible ambush or assault.