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Amy tensed for an attack, but it appeared that he'd been satisfied already by their brief battle. Not Amy. She wanted blood. If not his, someone else's would do. He stood over her, smirking. Apparently he thought he had won. Even if he said it was a draw, his stance declared otherwise, dominant over her. His hand reached down to help her up, saying they were evenly matched. Eyes lowered Amy looked down, upset at the submission.
Grasping his hand to help herself up Amy quickly switched, tugging him to flip over her head. The false appearance of defeat vanished, an act to get him to loosen up. She twisted around, pouncing onto his body, hands digging into his shoulders to hold him down. Finished already? This is just a warm up for me. She chuckled, a low throaty sound tinged with growls. Amy was still battle feverish, ready to keep going.
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