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Eleven

Marcus jumps up and grabs onto the ceiling too, his long frame making it easy for him.

He aims a kick at her midriff, which she blocks quickly. While she blocks that kick, he projects himself at her like a missile, using his weight to knock her to the ground.

"Bastard," she hisses as he kicks her in the side while she's on the ground.

Grabbing one of his feet, she rolls and pulls him down, too, before leaping off of the ground, and giving him a hard kick to the side also.

Well, one became four, but she stops after six, not wanting to be too unfair.

Marcus struggles to get up, and Avery makes a note of this information.

She quickly puts him into a chokehold, sitting down behind him as he hits and claws at her arms.

She loosens her hold enough for him to be able to breathe a little easier, but she maintains her control on him.

The whistle blows again, and Kate looks mildly baffled.

"The score remains One-Zero. There is no clear winner of this round," she declares, waiting for the pair t
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