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The girl's eyes flared. She ducked under Yang's fist, cutting a path toward her face, but changing it at the last second when Yang tried to block. The sharp point scored a line against her ribs, stinging but not cutting through aura. Her left arm slammed down, trapping the blade against her side. Yang's head stung as she slammed it into the girl's face. Spots danced before her vision but she tried again, only to stagger forward as the girl let go of her weapon entirely and slipped past her. An elbow hit the small of her back, knocking her forward and down onto the ground.

"Cover the girls!" Yang warned. From the corner of her eye, she caught Blake moving to do just that, but her foe didn't take the chance. Instead, she drove a heel down onto the back of Yang's arm, sending waves of excruciating pain through her shoulder. Her arm spasmed and let go of the blade, which the girl kicked up and caught with one hand.