Hathiya vs. Hera - The Surprise Challenge

Hathiya had no response, her chest still heaving up and down, a sign that she was still conscious. But she just lay flat on the floor like some prey caught in a trap.

Hera tried to lift her up, though she managed to lift her head, her torso needed considerably more effort to lift up. After a whiles struggle, Hathiya was back on a sitting position, still dazed and not speaking.

If Hera hadn't learn her lesson about picking a fight against one of the heaviest people in the league, she certainly was learning it now, straining to lift the titaness to a seat. She took a moment to step back and catch her breath, brushing an arm past her forehead, before finally reaching out in front of Hathiya...

"I have to get creative with someone like you- Don't take this personally."


It was a bit unclear what she meant... Until she tightly gripped the tip of Hathiya's massive trunk and yanked it back, attempting to coil it around her neck and pull back on it, placing a foot on the back of Hathiya's head for leverage!

The crowds reactions were a mix of cheers, gasps, boos, and yells.

Indeed, a sort of war was brewing up and down the bleachers, with people who thought the turn of events was bullshit, the other faction being those who thought this was worth the tickets, and the third being those wanted the first two to shut up.

While this war was ongoing and food was being thrown about, Hathiya didn't respond with Hera using her makeshift noose to choke her. She just sat there, her own trunk being used to keep applying pressure on her neck.

Hera doesn't seem to mind the boos, and the cheering spurs her on as she continues to tug on Hathiya's trunk, even going so far as to stamp on her head a few times, venting the frustration of her earlier humiliation. After a few more moments of torture, she finally throws Hathiya's trunk forward and steps away, turning to the crowd and raising her arms with a devious smirk as she let the admiration and hatred wash over her.

The war had calmed down as security came in to make everyone calm down, and now peoples attention was on Hera. A mixed wave of emotions was being thrown at her, from approval, to excitement, to resentment, to disapproval, to some people just yelling.

A cacophony yelling, "HERA! HERA! HERA!" was brewing. That is, until if Hera looked at the big titantron screen that was showing what the cameras were seeing...

Hathiya's head was already turned to face her, sitting in a position where she was now facing her direction generally, rubbing the back of her head. She had a bit of an unimpressed look on her face.

"Did I annoy you that much?"

Hera took a long, deep breath, and let out a satisfied exhale- This felt right. This is exactly where she belonged- An audience cheering her like a beloved hero, booing her like a despised villain- It gave her a small sense of euphoria, like a dream coming true.

Unfortunately, she was in for a rude awakening as she glanced up at the titantron- And saw the titaness sitting up and glaring at the back of her head.

Oh... Shhhhit.


With her smile fading at the sight, she looked over her shoulder at Hathiya, and offered her a shrug.


"Like I said- Nothing personal." She then turned to face the vet, crossing her arms. "I won't lie and say I appreciate you holding back, however."

Hathiya now stood up fully, dusting herself.

"Well if I hadn't, this would've been really easy and nobody wants to watch a boring show." She was still rubbing the back of her head, as she looked at Hera. Taking her stance again, one foot out, one foot back, one arm up, one arm down.

Though she looked ready, Hera could notice she was wobbling a notable amount. Clearly still feeling pain from the earlier onslaught.

Hathiya stood her ground, as Hera fast approached, and for a second, it seemed like she wobbled hard and was wide vulnerable...

When she suddenly snapped out, and grabbed Hera's incoming big boot!