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"Team Disgrace...Team Nutsy...send out your final fighters!"
Annika steps into the ring, walking to the center, the epitome of grace and beauty. She carries her extra long fencing sword with her, the sunlight glinting off of its perfectly polished blade.
The final shadow demon-freak ninja opponent steps into the ring. He is strongly built, and he, too carries a fencing sword.
"I won't be as easily defeated as my teammates, girl." He drawls.
Annika laughs and readies her sword. "Thats what I'm counting on."
"Fighters...begin!"
Immediately she jumps forward, thrusts, parries, knocks his blade away, thrusts, and gets his blade under hers in a position where he can't move it. He looks up, totally surprised.
"What..."
"You said you were going to be a challenge!" She laughs. She spins out, freeing him, and as he tries to attack her, she jumps forward again, overtaking him.
"Now that time I practically GAVE it to you!"
Angry, he pushes against her sword, trying to get out of the block she is holding him in. She doesn't budge. She stares into his eyes, a slow smile spreading over her beautiful face.
Suddenly, quicker than anyone can see, she pulls back, thrusts forward, and smacks him square on the cheekbone with the blade of her sword. The force of the blow knocks him over and he falls, facefirst, into the dirt. At the end of the countdown, he is still facedown.
Annika laughs and cries, "Get a stretcher for this man! And get vodka for my teammates and I! We're moving on!"
The other girls of Team Disgrace whoop and laugh.
"Vodka!" Freya yells. "Shots all around!"
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