*Still languishing against the ground from her prior whiff, Zetta was in the process of recuperation when she noticed her foe emanating something of a renewed vigor, dashing past her before vaulting off of the center rope. It took the injured easterner a moment to process what was about to transpire, but within that solitary moment she finally realized Tigresa's intent. However, it was far too late-*
"THUNK!" *Her backside smashed against the canvas, causing Zetta to nearly choke on air from the intense degree of anguish she felt as she laid perfectly flat!*