Lupa did not have the speed to win, yet she had a way of contending with the very fast gladiator. She had the experience ingrained in her body, enough to last a minute or two against someone who was much faster than her.
Speedy relentlessly attacked with wide swings. It became obvious he needed time to become accustomed to the newly gained strength, speed, and perception.
Lupa took this opportunity to swing her claws sometimes. She managed to scratch his arms, but no matter how deep the wound was, barely any blood oozed out.
Time was Speedy's enemy and Lupa's savior.
Lupa completely focused on deflecting the attacks while using Primial Insight as much as she could. From her eyes and her ears, a tiny bead of blood appeared. She could not keep overexerting her senses for a long time.