The Fight Everyone Thought She Would Lose

Chapter 5

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At the absolute final fraction of a millisecond, when the air was already compressing violently between the thick rubber of Decker’s heavy boot and the skin of her cheek, Maya moved. She didn't scramble backward in a blind panic—that would have kept her firmly in the expansive arc of the sweeping kick. She didn't freeze like prey caught in headlights.She moved sideways.It was a microscopic, flawlessly calculated slip, executing perfectly on a lifetime of muscle memory. She folded her upper body, bending sharply at the waist and stepping diagonally forward, slipping entirely inside and just barely under the lethal line of the brutal attack.WHOOSH.The sound of the heavy boot cutting forcefully through the empty air was violently audible in the dead-quiet room. The displaced air actually fluttered the loose fabric of her pink shirt and cooled the sweat on her neck. The kick passed directly through the exact three-dimensional space where her head had been just a millimeter of a second prior. It was a phantom strike.Decker’s eyes widened in profound, paralyzing shock. The physical sensation of hitting absolutely nothing when you have fully committed every muscle fiber to a maximum-power strike is deeply jarring to the central nervous system. His kick had missed completely, and he was now entirely at the mercy of his own momentum.Chapter Eight: The RecalibrationBecause he had thrown absolutely everything into the strike, fully expecting the solid, meaty resistance of her body to stop his rotation and ground him, his own massive momentum betrayed him horribly. The uncontrolled kinetic energy carried his heavy, muscular leg through the air, violently and awkwardly spinning his large torso around like a top.

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