Silence is golden- Zetta vs Ava!

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*As she felt the walls continuing to close in around her, Zetta's body shuddered as though it was being compressed within a trash compactor- Gnashing her teeth to feverishly assuage the encroaching misery, the eastern empress continued to chop away at the overgrown sequoia tree's roots, knowing that if she let up for a solitary second that it could be disastrous for her. Through her lingering agony, she hatched an idea which she intended to put into motion; perhaps, if it succeeded, she could finally reclaim the freedom she so valiantly fought for!*

*Swinging her head backwards, Zetta weaponized her forehead and slammed it against the center of Ava's face in an attempt to stagger the prodigious woman however she possibly could. The blunt impact caused a tremor of pain to temporarily stun her, but as the moment passed, Zetta felt the grip around her frame begin to loosen, before finally, Zetta tucked her knees into the gap she had created before pressing her naked feet against Ava's chest to burst free from her clutches!*

"Arduous..." *As the elegant phoenix landed on the soles of her feet, she shot a baleful glance towards the staggered giantess- the palpable intensity continuing to grow between the two of them. Unbeknownst to Zetta however, she was quickly gathering a handful of devoted supporters, who weren't shy about expressing their appreciation towards her fleet-footedness.*

"Holy shit! Holy shit!" *They chanted in unison, applauding in tandem while Zetta herself remained otherwise stoic despite her name resounding throughout the capacity crowd.*

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The little Pheonix certainly had a lot of energy in her. Even as Ava did her best to crush the fight out of the woman, Zetta kept up the attack on her legs. But Ava was stubborn too, and even as her legs shook and burned she defiantly kept her footing and kept squeezing- even if she did have to bite down on her lip just to keep herself from shouting. Still, as her arms pressed into the sides of the speedster and she felt Zetta squished against her, their buxom breasts mashing together, the pinkette hoped that if she kept this up for a short while longer she'd have a much easier fight on her hands.

But Zetta was evidently more persistent than she had hoped.

"Augh!" The pinkette cried out as Zetta's forehead slammed into her face, sending the Canadian's head rocking backwards as her grip loosened on her speedy foe. Zetta's knees tucking up and allowing for her bare feet to kick off the Canadian's full chest just sealed the deal and set the Pheonix free from Ava's grasp.

"W-Well done..." Ava replied, stumbling back to the ropes as a hand rubbed at her face. As much as that had hurt, Ava had to admit that she was impressed.

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"Thank...you..." *While casual conversation certainly wasn't her forte, the seldom times she did speak, it was certainly a sight to behold- Her entire countenance lit up almost immediately, accentuating her natural radiance. While The Phoenix's facial splendor had the capacity to illuminate an the entire arena However, this was something that she would rather hide away from the world, and even though she knew that a tentative beam began to form, Zetta would quickly stifle it as she reticently returned to her diminutive stature while maintaining a close eye on her massive adversary.

Balancing herself on the tips of her toes, Zetta narrowed her glare while beginning to crawl towards Ava, springing upwards to try and launch a quick, effective sweep to immobilize the larger woman, her right foot swishing around the base of her ankles to deftly sweep the woman off of her feet!*

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*While this tactic might have seemed to provide only momentary control of the ever-swinging pendulum between Zetta and Ava, the strategic maneuver was meant for placement over anything else- If it proved successful, Zetta would immediately begin setting herself up for a tricky, yet rewarding, aerial attack while Ava languished against the canvas beneath her!*

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Her opponent certainly was something. The moment that the Pheonix had started to brighten up it seemed like she had started to glow, only to then force her own face back to her previous expression and double down on that glare. It was kind of cute. Ava couldn't help but shoot a happy little smile over in Zetta's direction while she pulled herself back up to her feet by the ropes.

Not that she'd have long to stay there.

"Oh!" Ava more gasped than cried, the surprise of just how fast the speedster moved catching her completely off guard. And sending her off her feet.

Zetta's foot swept through the pinkette's, sending her crashing down into the mat below, arms still tied and tangled in the ropes that she'd been clinging onto mere moments before! Caught as she was, Ava couldn't help but notice Zetta seizing the initiative and setting up for an aerial move, leaving the larger wrestler with a resigned grin on her face as a single thought flooded her mind.

Uh-oh...

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*Witnessing the gargantuan Ava hit the floor in such a convincing way did wonders for Zetta's confidence, slightly rejuvenating a smidgen of her dwindling energy. All the while, the crowd was beginning to get more and more invested in the heated skirmish, beginning to chant for both combatants to try and maintain this impressive level of wrestling prowess. The Phoenix turned towards the audience, shocked at the degree of involvement they had reached.*

"Fight all night! Fight all night!" *The ubiquitously chanted, causing Zetta to chuckle half-heartedly at their support- She hadn't been accustomed to receiving a reaction this positive in quite some time, but she couldn't relish the moment for too long; Ava was a tenacious woman, and deep down she knew the this temporary fatigue wouldn't last forever. Hatching a brilliant idea, Zetta dashed towards the opposite end of the ring, utilizing her uncanny agility before reaching Ava and swinging her lower body across the ropes for a 619!*

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*The risky move connected, sending the massive pinkette staggering backwards! This allowed Zetta to prop herself on the highest rope for a brief moment, flinging her diminutive form towards Ava in an attempt to weaponize her taut, petite frame for a subsequent, flying cross body off the ropes!*

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Well the crowd was enjoying themselves at least. That was good! That meant that Ava was doing her job properly, putting on a good show and making things exciting. Or at least, making them exciting by getting beaten up. That was still something though, and it was something that Ava would muse on as she noticed Zetta already climbing up the turnbuckle.

Whatever the speedster had up her sleeve, it was sure to be exciting at least! And painful.

Not wanting to stick around for that, the pinkette attempted to get back on her feet and move out of the way. Sadly for the larger woman, the Pheonix was quicker, catching Ava about halfway through her attempt to stand with a flying cross body!

"Ah!" The Canadian exclaimed as her foe's body weight slammed into her with the added force of her jump behind it. Stumbling back, Ava was knocked off her feet yet again and came crashing down to the canvas once more, now beneath her foe's body. Still, while some women may have shouted or cursed, Ava merely shot a weak smile at Zetta and gave an encouraging word with a whispered, "Nice..."

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*She did it! The petite phoenix had managed to successfully taken the giant off her of feet, and while this might come across as a rather tenuous victory in the eyes of many, whenever Zetta toppled a gargantuan figure such as Ava, it always served to bring a faint yet noticeable smile across her otherwise stoic countenance. Deciding against going for an easy pin, Zetta would instead climb the ropes to her feet, aiming to hop up on the top turnbuckle while keeping her prey in her sights.*

*Just as she was about to execute a brilliant aerial maneuver though, she heard a complimentary word uttered between the two of them.* "..Hm..?" *Frozen in place, the eastern skywalker felt a vermillion hue encroach on her porcelain skin, causing her to pause any and every movement while the praise began to sink in. What was this esoteric feeling she was experiencing? This inexplicable sensation of appreciation and closeness she felt towards this otherwise unknown being?*

*Whatever the case may be however, Zetta knew she needed to drive the point home that she and she alone was the indomitable one in the ring, and regardless of how she felt towards the..ravishing...alluring...NO! She gently smacked herself across the face, struggling to maintain focus through this indescribable feeling.* "Thank...you..." *She muttered, showing her gratitude before taking flight for a moonsault, silently praying it wouldn't inflict too much damage on her target!*

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Was that a smile that the Pheonix was sporting?

The little expression made Ava want to squeal in delight - an instinct she held back from for both of their sake. Flattened on the mat like she was, making such a noise would no doubt lead to a painful experience for the pinkette, and she doubted that Zetta wanted that kind of attention. The fiery girl seemed to have this whole 'cool, stoic' image going on. Something that Ava certainly didn't want to disrupt for her.

But she would be lying if she said that the way Zetta froze in place at her compliment wasn't adorable.

Wait, no, focus Ava. The Canadian shook her head, noticing exactly where her opponent had frozen up. On the turnbuckle, with Ava on the ground. She had sparred with Millie more than enough times to know what happened to someone underneath a high flyer looking to soar - pain, mostly. Sometimes a pin. Neither option being particularly appealing to her right now.

But it was far too late for her to avoid that fate now. Even as she started trying to climb her way up, the Pheonix had already finished regaining her own senses and was now sailing through the sky, before whipping overhead in a moonsault and slamming the pinkette's back down into the canvas with a groundshaking CRASH!

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*Her body twirling through the air with an almost effortless feeling to it, Zetta inevitably slammed into her designated target with a monstrous* "THUNK!", and she knew instantly that her plan had succeeded. Ava was an unusually large woman, so she was almost certain that her tiny frame hadn't injured her too badly. That aside, she perceived this as an opportunity to put her away quickly and effectively for a three count. Climbing up her body, Zetta leaned in close and tried to straddle Ava's shoulders, peering down towards her with a scarlet blanket spreading across her facial region.*

"...Hey.." *She tentatively spoke, her voice as soft as an autumn wind, trying desperately not to inadvertently injure Ava in a superfluous fashion while keeping her trapped against the ground beneath her. This was a quiet moment between them, as little by little, the palpable tension between them began to rise. However, this sentimental moment was immediately broken once the moderator shouted the first number to indicate the pinfall.*

"ONE!" *He shouted in an authoritative voice, indicating that Ava was merely two seconds away from defeat. Zetta was well aware of this axiom as well, keeping her body firmly planted against her opponent, but she wasn't too focused on success that she couldn't have a little fun in the process, a delicate glow still visible on her countenance.*

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"Hoo..." A sigh escaped Ava's mouth as she writhed beneath Zetta, pain burning across her torso from Zetta's moonsplash. Despite her smaller stature, the Pheonix certainly had made an impact, leaving the pinkette to pant and wheeze for a few moments as the back of her head rolled back into the canvas. But while Ava was trying to recover, Zetta was making her move. Before she knew what had happened, the fiery flier's thighs were wrapped around her head.

"H-hey." The mechanic replied, her voice soft and hesitant as a spot of pink the shade of her hair appeared on her cheeks. She couldn't help but stare up into Zetta's eyes, her breathing quickly becoming heavier and faster as the battle seemed to slow to a halt as she felt some kind of unfamiliar tension flourishing between the two.

"ONE!" The ref's voice interrupted the moment and snapped Ava's attention from her fiery foe. Huffing, Ava would attempt to contort herself, lifting her legs up and bending them around as she tried to lock her legs under Zetta's shoulders. If successful, she would attempt to drag the Pheonix off of her as the referee's hand slammed against the mat again with an echoing "TWO!"