That woman just would not let go! He growled instinctively, flexing his leg muscles in her grasp as best as he could to give her less room to hold on to. She seemed to really want to win as well. Still, she probably would, considering he was still on the fence between winning and losing on purpose. Even his quick jerk of the leg did not work and he had actually tried to free himself. Anann was much stronger than he had anticipated at first. What was he supposed to do now? She was trying to trip him up, for god's sake.
Maybe that was what he wanted. It would be a bit easier if she did not have that hold on him and on the ground was where she would have a harder time keeping him down. And if he struggled a little, surely she would not succeed easily in pinning him down. But maybe, a quick lunge at her would work now. Suddenly, the Russo let the woman push into her, but he wrapped his arms around her and pushed back, trying to get her on her back again.
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