We separate but only for a moment, nothing is going to stop us getting at each other, nothing that is until one of us is left beaten and broken in tears on the floor. We circle briefly then the bitch leaps at me. Her fingers tangle in my hair and her knee nails me just below my ribs. My eyes widen, i gasp for breath, my body jerks and i'm dragged around by my hair. Things are happening way too quickly, this bitch is in this for the long run. This may be a fight i cannot win but i will go down fighting to my last breath if that's what it takes.
I need to stop her dragging me around, i stumble to stay on my feet, this is one occasion where my heels are not a great help, in fact they are an hinderance. I reach up for her wrists, my fingers curl around them and i try and pull her hands from my hair. This isn't working, all it is doing is pulling hair from my scalp and making me screw up my eyes in pain. So i give up with that idea and instead...
My hands free from her wrists i flatten my right hand and chop at her throat followed up by firing my knee at her crotch. "C'mon bitch, let's see what ya made of" i hiss as i drive my body into hers, trying to drive her to the floor if i can.