"Never"

He smiles, almost as if he knew you were going to say that. Without even thinking about it, you throw your ball off clothes at him, spinning so they wrap around his head and shoulders. He stumbles for a moment, you notice that without seeing it, you knew he was going to move.

You advance, pressing your advantage as your opponent is blinded. You strike it with your leg, sweeping at his knee. He gets your clothes off his head just in time for you to see the look of surprise as you make contact. He moves, trying to soften the blow but he still goes down hard.

You take a step back, letting him shake the dust off for a second. "How are you so fast?" He says as he gets into a crouched stance.

"You can't teach speed" but if you were being honest with yourself it wasn't that. Something inside let you know when someone was going to attack and how you could block. It was something that had served her well many times.

As the air begins to cool you wait for his next attack. He looks you up and down, examining your naked body. You feel a rush at the attention but you know how dangerous Gairon can be, even when distracted. He feigns a left kick then rapidly lowers himself, wrapping his arms around your waist he pushes you back against the wall. You feel his body against yours as yout struggle for control. His hands are on your wrists, pinning then against the wall. He presses against you and you feel his arousal.