Carmine was stretching her arms since she was farting once again after having held in her pungent poots for she was the ultimate winner of all the battles she had earlier; she made quite the stink with the way she was fanning away her toots since her stomach growling signifyed how many poots she had brewing within her brap building body. "Ahh~ Been waiting to let these fly right out of me. It's good that I decided to not let a single 1 out until I won all these battles... because now I can gloat with my gassy stench of victory~."