*As Zetta beckoned the vicious tiger to take the initiative, her wish would be granted sooner than she had anticipated. The feathered fighter was just nimble enough to evade the oncoming attack, feeling the gust of wind it generated brush by her obsidian hair. However, even though the shot had narrowly missed her, the easterner ascertained a relatively decent read on Tigresa's power.*
"Hm... " *She quietly murmured, an astute thought passing through her mind before she darted in the opposite direction.*
*Charging towards the ropes near the farthest end of the ring, Zetta leapt through the air and swung her back leg around, attempting to crack Tigresa with a menacing roundhouse!*
"Hwah!" *She screamed, her body propelling forward to try and augment the force of the impact as she closed in on her intended target!*