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Widowmaker is utterly rattled - it isn't every day she gets suplexed into a solid metal floor, and it's more than enough to cause her to see stars, leaving her vision momentarily blurred as she takes deep breaths to try to make sense of it all.

She's graced by the sight of her opponent panting above her, dripping with sweat and with her heavy chest heaving harshly...the lovely image finished with a lop-sided grin from the perky brit.

"Gotcha, luv."

Tracer chirps....and then she cocks her fist.

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