Chapter 24 by Coy-toy

Which area do you guard?

Your knee

The Trainer skillfully sways under your arm to avoid your projected attack and goes for the counter strike. You think she will likely stack your overly exposed knee, thinking that enough damage and you won’t have the leverage to properly attack. You move the looped weapon down in the hopes of hooking her cane to disarm the gothic beauty, only to feel a strong jab right into your exposed side. It winds you slightly, and you realize receiving enough of those pinpoint midriff strikes would act like body blows in boxing, forcibly exhausting your body by temporarily lowering your organ functions. By the time you’ve turned to face her she has skipped another foot away, grinning her infuriatingly smug grin as she not only landed the blow, but knows your strategy.

Well fuck, that was a failure. You rack your mind over something else, scanning the ground for tools and scanning her for ideas of what to do now.