There was just something about dropping an overeager fellow suicide girl right on her head that immensely satisfied Katherine, the buxom Brit taking a short respite then to both savor the moment and to let herself calm down at least a little bit, having come oh so close to being pushed past the point of no return. An orgasm wasn't going to put her out of the match, but she had a feeling all the ladies that had swarmed her wouldn't have given her any time to enjoy her climax. Instead she would have likely ended up like Ember, being pushed out of the ring by someone's foot until she flopped down onto the floor.
Another bell meant another round and even more women to play with, yet Katherine couldn't help but set her sights on Riae yet again. Some might say green and blue could get along, but Katherine didn't want to get along, no she wanted to conquer the woman she was compared to more than any other suicide girl.
Before she could get to her though someone else stepped out in front of her, or rather stood up in front of her after having been sitting right on top of an out cold Slava. Katherine leaned a bit to the side so she could peek at Riae, but Riae wasn't going anywhere and Sivir was just screaming to well scream under her. "Oh nice work, as expected of such a grogeous ass!" Katherine softly clapped her hands for Sivir as she stepped closer, the applause abruptly ending when she threw a quick snap kick at Sivir's stomach!
