[Tenshi watched her hit the wall. There was elation and the possibility of triumph. The crowd was roaring, but her heart was hammering in her ear and she stepped up the distance between the two of them while Ibaraki slid down the wall, holding her blade and pointing it levelly at the oni, swallowing.]
I win this round, Ibaraki.
[Fuck, she hoped she conceded. She could keep this going, but she was starting to realize that they probably both had to be careful if they didn't want to do serious damage, and for all her bluster? She definitely didn't want to do that.]
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I win this round, Ibaraki.
[Fuck, she hoped she conceded. She could keep this going, but she was starting to realize that they probably both had to be careful if they didn't want to do serious damage, and for all her bluster? She definitely didn't want to do that.]