With her hand still on Meeta's head, Taaka finally took a deep breath.
She was exhausted, her nose was bleeding and so her forehead, all her beautiful, soft fur was now smudged by her own blood. She stared at the woman for an instant, torn between hatred and respect. Taaka's first impression was right, she really proved to be a tough nut.
Rising his eyes for a moment, the feline woman finally saw what had distracted the woman, and she couldn't avoid smiling, amused by that twist of fate.
If it wasn't for that little, useless mouse, probably the outcome of the fight would have been different.
However, it was still too early to claim victory, she had to stay focus, Meeta could recover at any time.
Therefore, Taaka gritted her teeth and jumped onto Meeta's back, trying to grab the woman's neck and choke her.