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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/21/2018 10:23:02 PM
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Dale quickly acted, sweeping under the woman's legs so that she'd back off, before placing a hand on his knees and getting up. A red mark was visible on his head, from the previous impact. The man cracked his neck to get loose before speaking.
"How long does this test last?"
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"Until I get a good assessment. MMA, go!" MMA was Olivia's turf, something the man would understand quickly as she assumed a sturdy stance, bouncing a moment, giving him a split second to assess what was going on. She lunged at him quickly, swinging a strong jab and feinting under it, twisting around to follow up with a powerful kick to his side. The giant woman was moving fast now, clearly not holding back anymore. Her movements where blurring at times, hard to keep up with. These soldiers, they weren't normal in the slightest.
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Slap! The foot made a pathetic sound as it made contact with the man. At her speeds, any normal foot would have been broken or been vastly hurt. Dale lowered himself down, widening his stance so that the hits would not knock him down, and used his forearms to cover his face. He'd only need to find the chance to strike again. Every fighter had a pattern, and if they didn't, Dale would attempt to hit any part of the woman with half strength, enough to put that part out for the count.
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She didn't seem to have any noticeable pattern, slamming an elbow into him then as she spun around his back. With his elbows up and focusing on reading, it gave her time to dance around him. She slammed her left fist into the base of his spin then, a hard jab that sent a shock up and down it, followed by kicking a knee out.
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His knees were bent, as he was in a lower position. Attempting to kick a knee that wouldn't be kicked out only gave him a burst of time, turning to grab the leg, but instead followed through to the ground, pushing himself towards the corner of the room, so only his front was vulnerable. He inwardly smiled to himself, thinking he was clever. Any frontal attack would be met with deadly resistance.
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With his already low stance, and having to get lower to actually grab her leg, he wasn't met with a frontal attack. Instead he felt Olivia's body slam onto of him, her elbow driving into his spine once more, sending another sharp jolt through his body. He may not be vulnerable to his front, but above was a different story. The woman lurched off him then, backing up.
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[spoiler]He went down to grab her leg and pushed himself to the corner. A fake out. She'd have to be behind him to attack his spine. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]To grab her leg and push out would mean he put himself even lower to the ground, which means she could body slam him[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]But he didn't grab her leg. (Assuming she saw it coming, she would have to back off for at least half a second, so she wouldn't be caught.) Should she not have backed off, her leg would be caught, and if she did, he would push off the ground and get into the corner. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Confusion, idk [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Basically he's in the corner now[/spoiler]
