With Tzirret's surrender, Ma'tanza released her grip on his head and rolled off of him, though she had to shove M'ibasa in order to get him to let go. The other two watching the fight laughed and applauded as it ended, and Ma'tanza quickly brought herself up to her feet. Extending her hand down to Tzirret, she helped him up as well, then gave him a pat on his back and a smile.

[i]"Ma'tanza is sorry for hurting your neck. It just takes a lot to hold you down, mister werewolf."[/i] She laughed. Briefly, she looked down at her brother, who appeared to be quite excited from his victory, then smiled back at Tzirret. "Thank you." She continued, though this time in Cyrodilic. "This one's brother needed that victory. She likes to give him some encouragement every now and then. He just started his training, but he isn't very good yet, and doesn't win his fights very often. Ma'tanza likes to keep his spirits high." 

As Ma'tanza spoke, her brother simply looked up at the two with a strange expression. Evidently, he was not familiar enough with Cyrodilic to understand the language.