Tiny Titans- Zetta vs Power!

[SubtleRoar]

*As day transitioned into twilight, The Stoic Empress of the skies began to wrap her feet in snow white bandages in preparation for her imminent bout for the evening. While her last outing didn't produce the results she was expecting, there was always a brighter future just over the horizon, and Zetta was going to seize the opportunity with both hands in order to reestablish herself as a dominant force on the law circuit! Just as she dawned her ceremonial plague doctor headdress, a backstage associate knocked on the outside of the locker room, indicating that it was finally her time to shine in the spotlight.*

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*Emerging from behind the opaque wall, Zetta was showered with a significant level of applause from the audience as she marched down the rampway and towards the vacant arena. ascending up the staircase, Zetta subsequently hopped over the top, suspended rope before clutching it and throwing her body sideways, striking a dramatic pose to add emphasis to her entrance!*

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*Eventually thrusting herself back to her diminutive height, Zetta promptly approached her neutral corner before stretching her hands towards her bare feet, removing her concealing mask to unveil her immaculate face.* "Hmmm..." *She pensively ruminated on the impending match, wondering what this Power woman could potentially bring to the table.*

[Prometheus]

Power walked through the hallway as she thought about her past few matches. She knew that she was certainly around the same level as all the other girls in LAW, but she also knew that she could defeat a professional wrestler if she put her all into it. Nevertheless, she had to be prepared for the unexpected as her first hentai match was a horrific experience and in all reality, she didn't even want to make eye contact with her fans because of what her opponent had done. Though, she couldn't back down so easily just because the audience knows what her breast look like.

The pink haired beauty swiftly focused her attention on the match and ran outside on to the rampway; slightly blushing as she stopped to strike her signature pose while keeping an eye on her opponent (crouching on her knees and exposing her sharp teeth with her fingers).

At first sight, she knew her opponent would be a strange one, yet, that's what made her interesting.

“Hoi! My name is Power, let's have a good match and whatever you do, don't go easy on me.” Power confidently commented to Zetta; leaping on to the ropes to jump back down on to the matt.

Casual Attire

Suprisingly in this match, she would sport her casual attire as her main outfit had surely gone through enough these past few matches.

[SubtleRoar]

*Zetta had never been the type of individual to dwell on the past- Whatever this female had done prior to entering the ring tonight was of little consequence or concern to the Phoenix Queen, and as the rambunctious figure entered the arena, Zetta performed her typical bow while simultaneously pressing her balled fist up against the palm of her hand.* "Hmm." *She acknowledged Power's request to go full force, undoubtedly contemplating how she would go about making a strong first impression.*

"Ding ding ding!" *The bell eventually sounded, encouraging Zetta to amble towards the middle of the ring while maintaining eye contact with her prey, studying every inch of her form while calculating what move would be the most effective, suddenly dashing forward before leaping into the air and stretching the bottoms of her feet forward!* "Hiyah!" *She shouted, attempting to execute a vicious dropkick to the center of Power's midsection!*

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[Prometheus]

Noticing her opponents motive to try and jump attack her; power quickly moved to the side to slam her fist onto her opponents face. She somewhat expected a surprise attack, but it was also certainly a bummer to see that she was correct. The girl didn't look as buff or strong as the other female wrestlers, so she decided to test out her ability just as she was probably testing hers.

“Oui! Let's have a fist fight!” she cheerfully requested; waving at Zetta as she did so. She knew that she shouldn't take her opponent so lightly, but this was just stage one of her test. Though, the pink haired animal wasn't physically strong, she was more than capable of sending a punch faster than most people could.

[SubtleRoar]

*As the nimble phoenix went sailing through the skies, it seemed as though Power had expertly timed her offensive onslaught, swinging her closed fist around to try and intercept her with an incoming jab!* "Ggrrhh!" *Managing to catch the attempted counter just in the nick of time, Zetta twisted herself sideways to avoid the potential encounter with Power's balled fist, landing on the platforms of her feet before catching what was being requested of her.*

"Fist...fight?" *She pondered aloud, deciding she had no other alternative but to indulge in the woman's oddball demand. Subsequently approaching her opponent before lunging towards her midsection to try and drill her fist into Power's midsection for an explosive uppercut to the abdominal region!* "Haaaah!" *She screamed, trying to land the first, decisive blow of the skirmish!*

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[Prometheus]

Though, she was taken aback by her opponents quick maneuvers; Power carefully blocked her face with her wrist to end up feeling Zetta's fist striking her midriff, which sent her back towards the ropes. She definitely wasn't expecting her to aim for her stomach as she instinctively always covered her face over her other parts, especially since a fist to her face would surely keep her down or in the worst case, it could end up getting her knocked out. Nevertheless, she could resist a few blows to the stomach, so she decided to get back in the fight.

“Ha! That was a good hit, but it didn't do much” Power confidently pointed out.

Power had a plan in mind to get passed Zetta's defenses, but she wanted to wait for the perfect opportunity to retaliate. Though, she knew it would have been a lot easier to send another punch towards her if she had been able to resist Zetta's fist quick enough.

[SubtleRoar]

*While not the most strategically sound method of attacking, Zetta decided that picking her adversary apart with concise strikes would be the most prudent method to try and outlast her. However, much to her shock and chagrin, Power didn't buckle from the impact- Rather, she managed to instantaneously bounce back with a brutal counterstrike of her own that connected with The Phoenix's facial cheek!*

"Gnnggrhh!" *Gnashing on her teeth to try and mitigate the damage she had sustained, forced to staggered backwards before finally digging her feet into the ground to catch her balance.* "Not...bad..." *The stoic striker muttered between breaths, looking behind her before spotting the turnbuckle within her immediate proximity. Slowly ascending the metallic pole, she eventually launched herself into her foe, trying to clobber her with an elevated superman punch!*

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[Prometheus]

The savage pink haired lass swiftly noticed her opponent climbing up the turnbuckle and swiftly ran towards her to try and push her off, but she had turned out to be too late as Zetta clobbered Power with an elevated superman; causing her to collapse backwards onto the matt.

She should have moved out of the way, but she believed that she would've been quick enough to catch up to Zetta. “Agh- that's still not enough to keep me down" Power confidently grunted; smiling afterwards and beginning to get back up.

She wasn't going to play around anymore, but give it her all. Her opponent may not be as strong, but she felt a fire rage in her heart. She surely wanted to show everyone that she was strong and was going to get to the top with some struggle, but mostly ease.

[SubtleRoar]

*As the fierce shot managed to connect with its intended target, Zetta was less than enthused with how resilient she turned out to be- Her brutal precision and frightening accuracy was usually enough to shatter the confidence of anyone she encountered, yet somehow Power refused to stay down!*

"Hmph!" *Returning to her earlier posture, feet shoulder length apart and fingers digging into the palm of her snow white hand Zetta approached the verbose woman, quietly treading towards her. With an immaculate stance and a quiet rage ignited in her soul The Phoenix Queen launched a lone, solid fist towards the center of Power's chest to try and discombobulate her through brute force!*

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[Prometheus]

Prepared for her opponents next attack, Power confidently took the punch to the chest as she threw a punch of her own towards Zetta's face. Of course, this sent her back to the ropes, but she got back on to her old position just as quickly.

“Is that really all you've got!” Power shouted in a relief tone. “This'll be quick”

Though, she told herself she wouldn't underestimate her opponents, Power knew she had the upper hand. The woman in front of her was no real threat to her victory so she kept a level head and let her adversary tire herself out in order for her to use her finishers.

Thankfully, she hadn't been thinking about the audience, so she was able to fully focus on "The Phoenix Queen". Nevertheless, she placed her arm over her chest for no real reason besides the thought of the audience imagining her bare breast.