<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(204, 255, 153)">Ayla ducked low, to dodge the last of his strikes, rolling to the left and springing back up behind him, determination written in her face as she came in for another blow, trying to throw him even a little off balance with constantly having to change directions to block. She had a plan, and she was sticking with it. She was going all in on this one, not needing to save energy for the next fight.</span>