"Hold on everyone... I've been holding this in and I don't think my brap bakery can hold back in these brownies of mine-" Nemona tried saying to the people watching her battle in the middle of the city only for her to suddenly go soaring across the city by virtue of her big brapper farting out a huge amount of farts that caused her to soar across the stinky air from her wind breaking, with her brap blaster leaving the metropolis she was in to be covered up in her thick hazy yellowish tinted green fog of methane which made her heartily laugh in embarrassment since she watched it slowly turn brown for she didn't expect to get this gassy. "Oh goody, now that is a sea of stink! I didn't think my big fat brapper had all this ass gas brewing around within my gut just hiding in there! Maybe I should use this as an emergency means of usage when I'm in the middle of a traffic jam since it'll come in handy for me when I crave the urge to have a battle~!"