What's next?
Emma attacks!
"I warned you!" Emma said.
She then spun, twisting her body and raising her leg into a perfect spinning heel kick. Thanks to her enhanced kicking ability, her movement caused the wind to swirl as she brought her leg down at this masked robber.
To Emma's surprise though, this woman raised her right arm and caught Emma's leg with her forearm. Emma stopped short, eyes widening. Her kicks could bring down brick walls, and this woman caught it! The masked thief smirked.
"Nice kick." Her enemy said. "You telegraphed it though."
The masked thief used her left hand to strike forward, catching Emma in her bare thigh.
"AH!" Emma gasped as the blow struck her.
The force was like a jackhammer. Emma's leg was pushed off, sending her spiraling and crashing gracelessly to the ground. She moaned, her leg feeling like it was on fire. She looked at her pale, bare thigh. To her shock there was a red, fist shaped mark upon it that burned wildly.
"The name's Fisticuffs." The masked thief smirked. "Wanna guess why?"
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