"WOOAAHHHHHH!!"
The crowd cheered excitedly as Fatima spun through the air, weaving past the numerous gunshots fired from Ezra's handguns.
Her body twisted as bullets cut past her one after another.
She moved her shoulders.
Turned her waist.
Pulled one of her legs closer to her body.
Every movement was small, but it was enough to change the position of her body in the air and allow another bullet to pass by her.
Then...
She finally landed on the ground.
The moment her feet touched the fighting platform, Fatima drove the Heavy Sword into the ground in front of her, using the massive weapon as a shield between herself and Ezra.
Clap!
Fatima's hands suddenly came together.
Fatima Drakes had entered the fight believing that she could overpower Ezra through her advantage in close combat.
However, she hadn't expected him to be this difficult to break down.
