A small conversation started lightly as Hanna picked her fight. A small doubt stormed up into her stomach and settled. This would be her first fight where someone wasn't actually going easy.<br/>Confusion shook Hanna, his easy? What were they even talking about. Was he just as strong as her, maybe fighting him isn't the best idea, while his mother could heal almost anything Hanna wasn't sure if she wanted to take painful blows. She took a breath and took up a defensive position, her face turning  a red-pink color due to anger. They were idiots for thinking she needed healing, when she was done with this loser, he wouldn't be able to walk for months. It didn't take long and that pleased her, the last thing she wanted was to wait for a person to make a move. She stepped back lightly, using her right hand, she directed Ryan's fist away from her. With her other hand, she threw a punch that was aimed for his face, using her speed instead of strength.