Bending her knees, Anna reached up with one hand to catch her opponent"s wrist. She used the other to offer a quick jab to the face, a gruesome hit that made Isara"s head snap backwards.
Anna pressed her advantage.
Her fists were a blur, pounding the other woman"s chest again and again, forcing Isara back across the floor. Rage welled up inside her. She drew back her arm for one final punch to the face.
Isara caught her wrist, holding Anna"s arm extended. Before she could think, the other woman"s open palm slammed into her nose and fuzzed her vision. Anna was made to double over.
Isara jumped and brought her elbow down between Anna"s shoulder blades, forcing her down onto her stomach. Pain dampened awareness of almost everything else, but she sensed her enemy pacing a circuit around he
