[Aoi, didn't you get enough bruises bringing the bull back? Apparently not, because if she's not darting across the pit trying to keep herself from getting gorged, she's staggering out of it and back into line to catch her breath and wait for her next turn.

While she's taking breaks, she cheers on whoever's currently up against Pyth with every ounce of enthusiasm in her, complete with yelling, clapping, jumping up and down, and pumping her fists in the air.] Go get 'im! Yeah, you've got it! Oh, look out, look out! Woohoo! Ooh—ow... Hey, good job, good job! Who's up next?!