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[Immediately following the triple threat match the night of the B1 final]
Noire drops to her knees, she's vaguely aware that she's just won the match, but it all seems so surreal.
Lillith, the beautiful behemoth whose biceps were dwarfed only by her heart, and Ciel du Grenouille, the noble assassin princess on a mission to batter the bourgeoisie; two of the toughest competitors in the WWA and yet Noire was miraculously able to overcome them both.
Her admiration for the girls was immense and she could only hope in victory she'd managed to earn a measure of respect from them too.
On any other day the match result might have been different, Ciel already had one win over her, but tonight belonged to Noire.
She grins.
For the first time since returning to Spaghetti Town Noire feels like she is home.
