“D25? That’s seriously your name?” I quickly asked my opponent while she recovered.
“Only a code name.” Her response was as quick as my question. She turned her head and looked at that spandex brigade. “One I didn’t choose that is.”
D25 got up and started talking to those robot clones.
“Do you think I’d surrender after all you’ve done to me?”
She then ran up and did a palm strike to one of those machines which caused it to short-circuit.
Woah. I’m glad she didn’t do that to me.
I’m not going to let her have all the fun though.
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