Go for a collar-and-elbow.

“Hah!” With a running start, you charge forward with a traditional collar-and-elbow clinch.

Simple, but safe, at least from your perspective.

Rose meets your grapple halfway, not backing down in the slightest.

You firmly secure your stance as best as you could while jockeying for the upper hand, booted feet digging into the canvas.

The raven-haired Goth, on the other hand, is surprisingly resilient, her upper body strength somehow able to withstand your masculine exertions at the present moment.

But, not for long...

Exchanging grunts and concentrated grimaces, the stalemate finally ended with…