Keep your distance. The best offense is a good defense.

Even though Chloe is one of your closest friends, she’s also your opponent and wouldn’t hesitate to take a mile if you give her even an inch of leeway.

With that in mind, you cautiously keep your distance as she rushes forward to meet you in the middle.

Bouncing up and down on your toes, you instinctively stay out of grappling range.

Circling around your confidently in sharp contrast, a slight frown crosses your dark-haired friend’s face but that quickly is replaced by a bemused smirk.

“Scared of getting close?” she taunts you.

“Scared of losing?” you retort in kind, beckoning her forward.

Grinning at you eagerly, she suddenly bursts into a heated sprint towards you.

Anticipating a momentous strike, you instinctively brought up your forearms as she launches into the air with her front leg raised.

Her flying knee strike deflects off your forearm block, forcing you back a few feet in the process.

Quickly regaining her footing, Chloe presses you back with a snap roundhouse.

Shifting backwards to avoid the kick’s deadly arc through the air, you surge back forward only to be caught by a follow-up spinning back kick to your outstretched midsection with her other leg.

Grunting heavily as the heel of her foot drills into your torso, you stumble back into the turnbuckle right where she wants you.

Before you could retaliate, she suddenly extends her leg out across your chest, and using the top two ropes for support, deftly wedges her bare foot against your throat.

The crowd cheers in awe as Chloe smoothly performs a near split with one foot still on the ground and the other **** you against the ropes.

**** back against the turnbuckle, you grunt out your frustration out as her admittedly soft sole firmly presses your throat against the corner in a dazzling display of her flexibility.

"Now she's just toying with him," the announcer smirks.

“Comfortable?” she asks you with a coy wink, now leaning into the **** to increase the pressure on your throat.

With the referee carefully watching as your face contorts into a pained grimace, you ignore Chloe’s smug leer and inject a quick burst of strength into your forearms.

Tightening your grip over her leg, you are finally able to pry her ankle away from your throat and quickly gasp for air.

Not even a second later, she thrusts her knee into your sternum almost folding you in half.

Shoving you back into the turnbuckle pads before grabbing onto the ropes for support, Chloe swings yet another roundhouse into your midsection, hoping to wear down your torso for an easy submission.

Only this time, you are prepared.

You instinctively deflect her kick with both arms before it could fully sink into your chest cavity.

Reacting swiftly, you then hook her ankle underneath your armpit before pushing off the turnbuckle with her left leg now in your grasp.

Gritting her teeth irritably, she tries in vain to claw at your eyes but you smartly lean out of range.

With a sudden snap of your hip you perform a single-leg takedown that sends her crashing to the mat.

Still holding on to the leg, you spring back up while Chloe shakes away her momentary daze.

Her attempts to roll out of range are quickly dashed as you drag her to the middle of the ring before starting to wrap your hands around her ankle.

Sensing the impending submission attempt, Chloe suddenly flips over her back and lashes out with her free foot, catching you in the mouth with a surprisingly powerful mule kick.

Rolling free of the attempted ankle lock, she clambers up to her feet while you assume a fighting stance.

Now rushing at you, Chloe becomes a blur in motion in your direction.

Her lunging charge telegraph a shoulder tackle, and wanting to avoid a ground-and-pound situation, you sidestep out of the way just in time.

Chloe’s momentum betrays her as she instead crashes headfirst into the middle turnbuckle, stunning her in the process.

“She ate every bit of that turnbuckle, folks! But can John turn this around?” the announcer gasps dramatically.

Intending to do just that, you readied yourself as Chloe groggily stumbles back towards you with her guard now sufficiently lowered.

With only seconds to determine your next move, you then …..