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~ A M E L I A ~ Sprinting towards him, I tried to pull together the knowledge I had for fighting. I felt so thankful that my parents had me in so many different extracurriculars growing up, which included kickboxing, Karate and Taekwondo. However, my fear was casting a shadow over all my knowledge. I couldn’t recall what to do. I couldn’t strategise. Everett raised a foot lightly, dragging it back just an inch, ready to make his move, ready to analyse me. Wait, he did that before, with Kenneth. Kenneth pulled his right—no—his left fist back, which made Everett pull his left foot back to counter-attack. I can do this. I just need to think tactically. Pulling my left fist back as I approached closer to Everett, who had pulled his left foot back further. His eyes were locked on me, l