<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">Ayla felt his leg connect with hers, falling forwards, she tucked in her knees, bending her elbows and planting her hands on the floor, pushing off as she nearly flipped over herself and landing back on her feet, though shakily, quickly dropping back into a fighting stance and letting out a grunt, the grin had returned to her face. Even if she didn’t stand much of a chance, she was enjoying every minute of this. And the view wasn’t half bad either.</span>