'Finally, there it is.'
Sandra took a sigh of breath when she saw the look of Alex giving her a hope that there was a chance for her to win.
She had to admit, Even trying all this time, she was not able to find any flow in his technique, making her more and more afraid and hopeless, giving her despair.
How can one technique can be this perfect that there is no opening for others to attack? How can this let other people live with this broken thing?
She was afraid this would be the first fight she loses but she was unwilling, not because she could not admit when she was not good as her opponent. If it was some other time and someone else she would have admitted defeat a long time ago.
Then would just fighting for the fun of fighting strong but this time she couldn't lose, Even though she was high on adrenaline and all, She still knows that she just can not allow to lose this fight or she would also lose something important to her.
