Throw Me In The Jungle[Amaranta, Kanako]

Amaranta didn't pay any particular heed to her second dismembered arm being thrown across the side. Her limbs would regenerate in due time. No, she was wholly focused on the large woman who mounted her across the ground as though she held some form of dominion over her. She didn't know how much of this was simply sheer instinct or an ardent desire to prove that she was superior, but she could definitely tell there was a measure of adrenaline broiling within this woman's eyes.

Of course, what earned more of a reaction in the end was quite feeling those piercing fangs digging deep into her neck, drawing out small rivulets of blood. Her hierro maintained well enough to keep her jaw from crushing too far into her neck, but when faced with someone who was her equal in overall strength, it still packed more than enough to break through. Kanako attacked again.

Striking, pummeling, clawing away at her hierro wherever she desired, offering that comment in response as she held her fangs in her neck. And... Amaranta simply grinned, from ear to ear, as though this was a common way of life. Peals of laughter fell from her lips freely as she slowly but surely lifted her body up through physical strength alone, pushing back against the considerably taller woman, a hand reaching down to grab at her tail.

"I called you Greedy, but now you're just having a good old time biting into different areas of my body... Kinky Bitch. Who do you think are biting into me, huh? Fine by me. Let me heat things up for you!"

Given her current position there wasn't much to do in terms of overall movement. Naturally, her next best option was generating heated spirit power around her body. Any blood that poured into Kanako's mouth superheated along with the leonine woman's body as she slowly rose up, aiming to press the woman backward and off of her body with brute strength. If Kanako sought to conquer her? She'd have to go all out. Amaranta would welcome nothing less than her absolute peak of aggression here.

The bolts of electricity that sought to stun her movement were promptly ignored in the face of her all-consuming battle lust. In a contest of beasts, Amaranta vowed to be the apex predator. She alone would stand at the pinnacle of dominion today. Submission simply wasn't a feasible option here, and she would remind her of who was truly the superior foe between them. Held beneath the large frame, Amaranta extended her hand outward, materializing her zanpakuto within her arm. Kanako should realize something pertinent already. When one consumes too much heat, it inevitably follows that they must pay it for in blood. Spicy as that stream of blood likely was pouring into her throat, Amaranta would make her pay for it. Thrusting her sword to the side, she'd growl out---

"Fan the Flames, Rebelión"

In that instant, a considerably ferocious heatwave expanded around her body as the two of them were consumed within a large orb of golden heat. It wasn't anything close to an explosion, so Kanako, being held so closely to her body, likely only experienced extremely uncomfortable heat. From the dissipating light, Amaranta presented a new form as she viciously grinned at Kanako, peering into her eyes with a ferocity that could only be described as imposingly intense. As if she was angered by the mere thought that this lesser beast could make her submit? It was time she learned her place. Explosive Fist after explosive fist would strike against her large body as the blood around her neck turned into flames so potent they would threaten to burn her tongue off if she remained any closer. Since each fist was equivalent to explosions being set off against one's body, Amaranta sought to loose the woman from her body through pressurized impact alone.

"Know your place! I am the one who will stand at the top, you overgrown dinosaur! Hahaha! Come on! Come on! Come on!"

"Degenerate tastes you got there for someone who's only known me for such a short time."

Unfazed by the significant size increase, Amaranta grinned from ear to ear as she hurriedly carried her body away from the tail that sought to knock her away. Ressurecion versus Ressurecion, eh? Each possessed a power increase of great magnitude.

Furthermore, the adrenaline for battle had reached the absolute peak. It therefore stood to reason that this battle would likely be decided by explosiveness, wit, and calculated thought. Naturally, Amaranta believed she possessed the superior advantage here, but it would be foolish to underestimate the overgrown baffoon. As such, the first phenomenon to occur was releasing an immense heat wave from her body, expanding several meters outward around Amaranta's immediate area.

It was an extension of her release, one that would cause everything to burn immensely within the immediate area. The already dry atmosphere turned into a blazing cage of conflagration as it surrounded the both of them. Of course, that was from the end of her initial assault. Generating a large ball of fire within her palm, Amaranta would soar high above and throw that ball of flame toward her head like a baseball. If it missed? That was fine, it would simply hit the ground and make this burning coffin unbearably tense, even more so than right now.

"Let's see if you can stand the heat, Kanako."