A quiet quarrel- Zetta vs Monaka!

[SubtleRoar]

*Looking to continue the unstoppable onslaught of blows she had delivered to Monaka's face, Zetta quickly transitioned into one of her favorite moves: The Shining Wizard!* "Finished..." *The swiftness of her feet made her a sight to behold, and within seconds, she had closed the gap between herself and Monaka, delivering a wickedly powerful kick to the side of her skull!*

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*Feeling her limb connect, Zetta rolled sideways and out of Monaka's reach- She knew the level of pain her adversary must have been suffering from, but she didn't want to take chances when her victory was in such close proximity. Slowly standing to her feet, Zetta wanted to silently marvel at the body of work she had created- Her limbs as the paintbrush, and the canvas being Monaka's epidermis.*

[Arjuna]

Still reeling from Zetta's series of attacks, Monaka was unable to stop Zetta's next move, which was a shining wizard. The impact to the side of her skull rattled her greatly, and she cried out loudly from the blow. "AAGHHH!!" And from that, Monaka crumpled down onto the mat, landing onto her back. All the vicious attacks aimed to her head seemed to make her unable to focus on what was important, and she was currently seeing stars at the moment.

And Zetta seemed to have distanced herself from Monaka after landing the shining wizard. It might be a little unnecessary, considering that after taking the blow, Monaka was unable to perform any kind of action except staring up at the lights above the arena.

[SubtleRoar]

"Now..." *Her naturally cautious ways warranted the distance she had intentionally created, but after witnessing her target collapse to the ground in such a dramatic fashion, Zetta had a lingering feeling that it was time to assert her dominance once again with a pin. Treading lightly over to her victim, she knelt down and hooked both of Monaka's legs in tandem, beads of sweat dribbling down her exhausted frame while the crowd in attendance couldn't contain themselves.* "That was outstanding!" *One man howled, a symphony of screams subsequently following after.*

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"One..." *The presiding official began, indicating that the unconscious brat beneath Zetta's petite frame was only a handful of seconds away from forfeiting this match. The dragoness, on the other hand, allowed a fatigued sigh to escape her lips- This fight had surpassed any and all expectations she had for her troublesome opponent, and all she wanted was for it to be over.*

[Arjuna]

For a while, Monaka seemed unresponsive to anything around her, and Zetta went to put her in a pinfall position. For all intents and purposes, Monaka seemed to be done at this point. The pinkette didn't show any sign of kicking out anytime soon.

"TWO!"

At this point, most among the crowd believed that this would be the end. The referee then brought her palm down to go for the third and final count, which would decide the outcome of this match.

"TH-!"

But, at the last second, Monaka broke the pin, kicking out and lifting one of her shoulders off of the mat. From this, the crowd went absolute bananas as they saw Monaka kicking out at the last second. Despite her being weakened, she still had enough strength to stop the pin and continue the match.

[SubtleRoar]

*Her eyes jolted downwards, utterly shocked at the defiance Monaka was displaying. How dare she have the audacity to outright deny her the hard earned victory she deserved to cherish?! Shaking her head resentfully, Zetta was determined to try and put the finishing touches on her immensely weakened opponent once and for all!*

"...Fine." *She muttered through clinched teeth, visibly agitated from what she had just experienced. Zetta raised her left foot high into the air, almost straight upwards as she demonstrated just how limber she was, before attempting to slam it directly into the chest of the irksome rapscallion beneath her. This fight had gone on long enough, and Zetta's patience was beginning to run thin!*

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[Arjuna]

Despite kicking out of the pinfall attempt, Monaka was greatly weakened that she couldn't get up. She remained on the mat, hurting a lot and vulnerable before whatever Zetta would throw next. And it seemed that Zetta was looking to end this match with her next attack, which was an axe kick. Unable to move, Monaka could only watch in horror as her opponent's foot descended down onto her body.

"BUARGHHH!!!"

And that would be the final nail to the coffin. Left utterly breathless, Monaka flopped on the mat like a beached fish, extremely winded and unable to stop her opponent from seizing her win. If she ever wished to recover, then she would need a huge amount of time for that, and one could tell that she certainly had no such time.

[SubtleRoar]

*Zetta felt the base of her foot furiously connect with her intended target, an infinitesimal yet satisfied smile spreading across her face. The ineffable rush of having conquered yet another adversary was something that the eastern executioner had chased throughout her entire career back home- Knowing that she had proven her worth on the battlefield provided her with a sense of accomplishment parallel to nothing else, and it was finally time to reach the terminus of this confrontation.*

"Over..." *She murmured through faint gasps, the impressive feat of flexibility having cost Zetta a substantial amount of vigor. Glancing downwards at her defeated opponent, Zetta had grown to respect the tenacity of Monaka and her unflinching spirit. She had provided the dragoness with a memorable encounter, and she deserved a pin that reflected her respect for the girl. Bending forward, she quietly placed her body across Monaka's, cradling her head within the palm of her hand for added comfort.*

[Arjuna]

At this point, Monaka was barely able to be aware of anything around her, and while the way Zetta pinned her might give her a little bit of comfort, she wasn't in a right mind to even acknowledge it. Letting out a soft moan, Monaka remained under her opponent as the referee started counting for the pin. She had no strength left to kick out at this point, and the crowd counted together alongside the referee.

"ONE!"

"TWO!

"THREE!"

And that's the end of the match. Monaka remained under her opponent, too tired to even consider pushing Zetta off of her. While it was a well-fought match, it still ended with her defeat, which left quite a bitter taste in her mouth.

[SubtleRoar]

*Hearing the the match officially reach its end, Zetta collected herself and promptly stood to her diminutive height before silently bowing towards her defeated foe. While she might not have been significantly drained from the fight itself, she did indeed have her mettle tested time and time again throughout the ordeal, leading to the easterner developing a sense of respect for the snarky princess lying beside her feet.*

"Thank you..." *She muttered, her words essentially drowned out by the uproarious racket the crowd had whipped itself into from the display of wrestling acumen the two had exhibited. Carefully stepping through the center rope, Zetta gave a final glance in her adversary's direction, firmly nodding before turning her attention towards heading to the locker room- She was in desperate need of a long, soothing shower.*

Winner- Zetta Quinn.