The cloying smell of sweat was intense, Mimi had trouble breathing because she was trapped in a headlock. Her opponent was Cpl Logan, and she had heard of him before. He was known as an expert of the grappling martial arts.
"Ugh," Mimi grunted. She was trying to gain some leverage so she could escape the hold, but she was lying on top of him, his legs firmly holding her midsection. She tried hitting him with her arms, but he didn't seem to notice her blows.
"Do you yield?" Logan said loudly, tightening his grip on her head and neck.
Something she now knew about Logan; his strength augmentation was substantial. Mimi could punch through concrete, and deadlift almost 600lbs, but this Logan was stronger. Instead of replying, she centered herself and gathered the natural energy around here, focusing on the ambient warmth in the air, and from their bodies. Then she lit herself on fire.
