>>21483012>[It was over. The Pride had lost.]For the first time ever, the Pride were defeated in a two-on-two contest.
Nefertiti was sure that victory was coming. She was certain. After everything Scarlet had done only a few months ago; her defiant inability to apologise for, let alone even accept her own wrongdoings; the damage to Nefertiti's body, her relationship to her family, her partnership with Neith -- after all of it, Scarlet won. It was heartbreaking. It was infuriating.
Neith rises to her knees, looking up at Kaori, then over to Nefertiti on the apron. There is no shame in being pinned by Napalm Death -- a manoeuvre practiced a thousand times by the former two-time AJPW World Champion. There is no dishonour in going out in combat. But for the Lion Huntress, the sting of letting down Nefertiti is far worse than any injury, or any singles defeat.
Scarlet assaulted Nefertiti. Scarlet refused all responsibility. Kaori didn't care. And nobody said anything about it. Nobody did, except Nefertiti and Neith. Nefertiti jumps down from the apron as Neith rolls to the floor outside, and the two stand near each other. There are no words; what could even be said?
