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Quite pleased when the punch actually connected, she ignored the pain shooting down her arm, having hit a bit harder than what was probably necessary. The fact that she also got away and was looking to be successful in her leg dive was a huge plus, well, until Bo leapt up a little. She hit down lower than what she meant to and before she realized what was happening, the cat was landing on top of her. Grunting as she hit the ground, still holding onto the assassin’s well, calves, she supposed, the sixteen-year-old kicked her feet back since she was on her stomach. Her hope was to nail Bo in the face, but she was sort of kicking haphazardly in the process.

“You fat cow, get off me!”