Play keep away

By making Fen chase, you hope to give yourself an opening to strike back. She's obviously used to this though. She doesn't get sloppy or distracted, doesn't fall for any of your feints. What's worse, when she feigns an opening on her blind side, you're suckered in. You go low for her leg & the thug drops an elbow on to your nape, you hit the floor like a sack of potatoes. She mounts your back. Your entire frame eclipsed by hers. When you instinctually kneel up, a bicep wraps around your throat. In an instant you're thrashing madly to keep Fen from locking it in properly.

"Huuugh, let go of me!"

"Get fucked Johnny... hey!"

By some miracle, you roll yourself & the thug over onto her back, still in her arms but on top. She redoubles her **** & grapevines your legs from beneath. A few frantic elbows bounce off her abs like BB's.

You're almost trapped, do something, do something.

Your **** squirming pays off. Her forearm slips up over your jaw & in front of your face. Since you feel like a trapped animal, you act like one, sinking your teeth into her flesh. Fen screeches & releases you.

"Wow folks. I knew Fen looked good enough to eat but..."

On your side struggling to regain your breath, the thug on her back nursing her wound. You rise to your feet, but Fen throws all her might into a roaring uppercut. The impact launches you off your feet & drops you butt-first onto the barricade. Stunned & lifeless, you fall with a smack between the front row & barrier.

"Get out of there John, those seats are expensive!"

The first few seconds are a blur. Your numb skull can barely make out the audience members cheering & shouting down at you. They kick & stomp you accidentally. You slowly get your bearings, leaning up on the garbage in this tiny foot-well. When you pull yourself up to the barrier, the thug spots you & marches in.