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“Let’s settle it, then.”

“Your funeral, bitch,” he growled –

And then he attacked.

As he came at me, I flashed back to that night when I was 14 years old, and those boys attacked me –

Except this time, I knew Krav Maga.

And judo.

And Brazilian jiu-jitsu.

And, unlike back then, I knew I could save myself.

So I did.

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“Your funeral, bitch,” Delgado growled –

And sprinted at Rachel in a surprise attack.

My heart leapt into my throat.

Delgado had height, weight, and more physical power.

A 230-pound guy against a 140-pound woman?

The deck was stacked in his favor.

The only things that could counteract his natural advantages were speed, accuracy, and better training.

Rachel quickly demonstrated that she had all three.

She sidestepped him at the last second and kicked out sideways as hard as possible.

Her foot connected with the side of Delgado’s leg –

And I heard a dull snap as his knee bent inwards at an angle Nature never intended.

He screamed in agony as he collapsed onto the mat.

“You fucking BITCH!” he shrieked. “FUCK – ”

“Stay down, Delgado,” she warned.

He staggered back to his feet, hopping on his one good leg. “I’m gonna kill you, you fuckin’ WHORE!”

“Hobble on over here and try.”

Delgado came at her swinging –

But she dodged his punches and kicked his injured leg again.

He screamed again as he fell to his knees –

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