Valerie takes some losses

The arena was a half constructed multi-floor building, providing a set of varied environments for combat exercises. Both teams went in opposite directions, trying to get a sense of their surroundings.

"I'll go to the upper floors, and try to spot Anya through the gaps in the ceilings", said Hawk to Valerie in her headset. She responded affirmatively, and began to carefully peek around the corner, trying to see if the corridor ahead was safe.

She had barely moved before she heard a shot go off, followed shortly by a sting on her back. She spun around, and saw Anya, holding a gun before her.

"That's a hit", said Anya. "Weapons down, hands behind your head."

Valerie complied. Anya opponent walked over to her, circling her before simply stating "Your top." She stayed quiet as she took off her tank top and dropped it on the ground in front of her. Anya walked over to it, an evil smile appearing on her face.

To Valerie's shock, Anya took out an industrial lighter from her pocket and lit it on fire. Before too long, her top turned to ash, completely burnt. She stood speechless as Anya stood up, facing her.

"1 minute till the next round."

Valerie shook herself, quickly running in a direction. She was shocked her opponent had found her this quickly into the contest, but she still had some breathing room. She decided to go up a floor, aiming to put some distance between herself and Anya.

A little over a minute and half had passed, when Valerie took cover behind some barrels on the first floor. She was about to ask Hawk about his status, but before she could speak, she again felt a sting, this time on her butt.

How on earth, she thought, as she once again turned around, finding Anya. She put her weapon on the ground and began unbuttoning her cargo pants.

"Actually, I'll take your bra.", said Anya.