No, I’ll let her come to me.

“Do you think I’m stupid?” you ask her.

“No,” she says, “but I did think you were a little more...” She licks her lips. “Daring. Oh well. I guess I won’t get to show off today.”

She lunges at you with surprising speed, and you’re to defend yourself, but you’re clearly outmatched—she forces you further and further back across the mat, driving a few solid blows into your midsection and head, until she’s got you trapped in the corner. She immediately starts pummeling you, breaking through your defense, and finishes up with a final body blow that impacts with such that you collapse to your knees as she takes a step back.