*Witnessing her staggered foe barely clutching to the ropes for physical support, Zetta could smell blood in the water- Rose's posture was indicative of the fumes she was running on, and despite being on the cusp of collapsing herself, she knew she'd emerge triumphant once the agitating woman was put in her place.*
"Nhhh.." *A contemplative, humming noise echoed from beneath her unconditional scowl before her foot rose to kiss the sky, Zetta prepping herself to land the final blow- Blazing Sun!