It goes well…for Tifa

Tasha jumps and throws a few punches at Tifa, who easily dodge them.

"And I thought I was wrestling a real fighter." Tifa smirks.

Tasha does a roundhouse kick, in which Tifa easily ducks under and does an upper cut to the gut.

Tasha falls back as Tifa looks on, "Looks like I better call Sunne as it seems she will be having a new pet after all."

Tasha yells and use the nearby wall as a jumping point to jump over head of Tifa with a strong hook.

Tifa easily turns sideways and grabs Tasha's arms and throws her into the tables.

Tasha groans easily as Tifa stands over her, "Word of advice don't let my taunting blind you. You have to let go of all feelings, let your body guide you to me, not your head as of right you are so full of rage at me and for fear of your brother that I can read you like a book. So do us all a favor and make things interesting and stop thinking and start fighting. Actually let go!"

"Let go, huh?" Tasha stands up and strips off her clothes, leaving her naked "You want me to let go? Okay, I can let go. Bring it bitch!"

Tifa smiles as she gets into a fighting position, "Now this should be more fun."