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Beidou was broken. Barely conscious, even her pride had failed her now, and she was ready to admit total and utter defeat. The last vestiges of her strength, the last fragments of her willpower to stay conscious, all focused down into her arm. You wouldn't know from looking the effort it took for her to even move, with how weakly she shifted as she reached up to tap out. Mona felt the gentle touch on her leg, and her smile grew.

"Oh, you're finally tired out? You had plenty of time to tap out, it's a little late for that now."

Her smirk grew as she dragged her victim to the center of the ring.

"Alright, I'll count you out then."

Mona lowered herself down on to Beidou's face, and began the three count. The very... very slow three count. Beidou would fall unconscious by 2.

Mona finished the count anyway.

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