Gaining the Upper Hand (2)

Ynaselle inspected the hand she used against Mika's swords and saw nothing there. Punching at the ground she also felt no resisting force.

This girl powers can't be above mine...can it?

"What did you use?" Ynaselle asked Mika.

"Nothing..." Like hell, I'll tell you my cheats... 

Mika kept her mouth shut about her nanos.

"Hmm... Seems like your a sneaky one..." Ynaselle stared at Mika, cautious of what she might have up her sleeves.

Raising her fists again, Ynaselle charged. Left and right hook combos, was all Mika saw. Every punch, push and swing was all countered with her swords. Ynaselle didn't let her rest one bit.

Sweat and muscle strain became Mika's nemesis. The sweat was stinking her eyes and soaking her clothes; her muscles screaming out in pain from blocking Ms. Ynaselle's heavy attacks.