We swung, jabbed, hit, punched, and kicked any part of the body we could reach, but I noticed she kept going for my face. As much as I didn't want to make this personal, she was doing just that. After she struck my face one too many times, leaving a gash across it, I dropped my stick and grabbed hers. I yanked it out of her hand and tossed it across the room. Grabbing a fistful of her hair, I pulled up, lifting her, and swung her across the room. She barely had time to recoup when I levitated her up into the air and slammed her back down.
Electricity flew across the room, knocking me back. I slid to the back wall, but I got up when she ran towards me and we collided in the middle. We took to the floor, punching each other repeatedly in the face; blood spewed, until we tumbled over, hittin
