*Continuing to rearrange Hacata's body however she saw fit, Ikiala couldn't help but wonder how much more damage Hacata could sustain before finally succumbing to the relentless torture- After all, Ikiala was never the type to deliberately pull her punches to try and artificially raise someone's confidence, especially not against someone as derisive and snarky as the Egyptian egomaniac. However, she somehow managed to conjure up enough energy to push off of her leg, causing the ecstatic executioner to pursue her on foot.*
"Is that all the pride of Egypt can provide me with?" *She released a massive yawn, bringing the palm of her hand close towards the center of her mouth before continuing.*
"I've barely even begun to perspire, and yet here I am towering overtop of you~" *She placed her left hand against the edge of her hip, looming forward with a prominent smirk reaching the edges of her countenance.*
"But, I suppose I shouldn't have anticipated anything more out of a rookie~" *Her cadence exuded absurd levels of narcissism, but to an extent, she had a strong point- Ikiala had effectively outlasted her nemesis, and now she was going to flaunt this fact extensively.*