No, you don't recognize the voice

This voice isn't similar to the girl you have already face fucked. You listen closely to her hearing a Muslim type of voice pattern in her vocal cords. It could be the big titty black hair brown eyes girl in your class or it could be another person like Gina. One of the guys could be using the power of shape-shifting. You doubt it as you move around the plane.

You didn't want to go meet this lady in open combat. Guggi was an easy win because he thought with his dick and was overconfident in his power. A hint of weakness in not going for the kill shot as you did in both of your matches. You knew most women are more cutthroat than most men. They will do anything to move ahead in life.

You pick up a few snowballs as you decide to sling them over the plane. You heard the snow pelting the ground. You then decide to kick a huge amount of snow through the doorway to create a semi-smoke screen. A manner of escape or a path to go on the attack. You hear irritated loud grunts from the Muslim girl from the other side.

"This isn't fucking kindergarten. Snowballs won't help you fall me in battle. Get over here and let me split you in half." A dominant domme voice sounded through her throat. This was close-quarter combat like the last one. You knew you could either straight up defeat this woman, go over to present yourself in front of her to see her reaction to a new foe, or maybe gain some trust with her and let her win. All three have different outcomes in them. The first is just a straight victory for you. If you manage to beat this woman, you move on to the finals. The second lets you have an opportunity to fuck her or get to know her. The last one could earn you some brownie points with the girl but you know a lot of teachers weren't like you throwing away the tournament for this girl.

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