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He understood her perfectly. She watched him stand, prepared for a fight. Licking her lips Amy shifted her weight around, ready to spin off an attack from any angle. Her balance was perfect for now, prepared for what would come her way. He asked to see what she had, and teasingly Amy twisted, shimmying her body, a distraction. Like this? Hands raised they flicked, daggers swirling in them, prepped for flight.
She moved forward swiftly, testing his reflexes with a sharp flick of a knife towards his collarbone, leg lifting for a swift kick at his stomach to knock out his air. Pushing back Amy was in the distance again, measuring how well he had handled her attacks. Never did she do just one, knowing that the more she managed to do simultaneously the harder it was to dodge all of them. Executing such was difficult, knowing that going too far could reverse leaving her open.
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