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- Carolina stumbled and cried out in pain, shocked by the surprise attack Majima had invented. When she'd gone to disarm him of his knife, he'd let it go himself. As it fell to the ground, he kicked it into the air with his foot, then grabbed it with his free hand and jammed it into Carolina's right shoulder. She lost motion almost immediately, and didn't have a moment to think. Majima pushed on, swinging wildly with the knife, and as Carolina felt herself going back on the defensive down one arm, she knew she was fucked. Unless...
- Some would call it crazy, others would call it resourceful. Carolina would call it survival. Switching gears, she completely threw away defense. Putting her injured shoulder first, she advanced on Majima, taking a free cut to the injured arm that opened it up more just to get inside. She heaved her arm through his defenses and got his arms out wide, then put her full body weight into a tackle and got him to the ground. From there she mounted him on either side of his chest, shoved aside his arms again, and went to fucking town. Not a second to breathe, not a moment to try anything tricky, just Carolina's fist and Majima's face, as hard and fast and brutal as she could possibly manage. She didn't stop until he stopped fighting, and threw in a few more for good measure. Then, when it finally seemed over, she let exhaustion overtake her.
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- FreestyleKneepad, Semifinals
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