Nic let Cindy punch her. And...Nic didn't move. She didn't flinch, budge, or so much as wing-flutter. It was as if she hadn't been struck at all.
"I see," she mused and for a moment watched Cindy's face. Then she moved, suddenly, grabbing Cindy's wrist and twisting the girl's arm up and around her neck in something of a modified sleeper hold. She squeezed a bit, pulling the other girl very close to her, so close Nic's lips were at her ear.
"If I were actually fighting you, I could make this hurt a terrible lot before you passed out. You have no confidence to your punches. You need to come at me like you truly believe you can knock me down cold."
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