<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">Ayla twitched, glaring at him</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a6ff4d">. “I know that….”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99"> but he’d struck a nerve. Like he knew the exact right strings to pluck to set her off. She was quick to bring her other  arm in to guard when he forced her arm up, spinning away from him a little and striking twice towards his left before doing something that was rare for her, a roundhouse kick followed by a knee to the ribs while she was still in the air.</span>