Yes

Yana dove out from behind the car and slammed her fist into the back of Daffney’s head. She grunted as she stumbled forwards from the blow.

“You fucking bitch,” Yana advanced on her. “I’m going to teach you a lesson you’ll never forget.”

Yana grabbed hold of her black leather shoulder bag and ripped it off her arm, scattering her belongings all over the ground.

“What are you doing?” Daffney exclaimed. “Are you crazy?”

Yana continued her advance. They were about evenly matched but she had a weight advantage and the momentum. She wasted no time in grabbing Daffney by the hair, digging her fingers in.

“Get off me!” Daffney screamed.

“Nobody else is here. They’re not going to save you.”

Yana swung her by the hair and she hit her own car with a thud. Daffney moaned from the blow.

She didn’t let up for a minute. Yana charged into Daffney, slamming her into the car again. Already she was beating Daffney’s ass, and the worst was yet to come for her adversary.

“Get away from me,” Daffney pleaded pathetically.

Yana responded with a hard slap to her cheek, the pale skin turning pink immediately.

“Not a change. I’m going to beat you so bad you’ll never show your face around here again.”

Yana slapped Daffney again for good measure. Her friends would already be getting a good show. She didn’t think Daffney would be this weak.