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Chloe honestly didn't know what to expect when it came to Elizabeth Zhou.

Looking from the report on her desk, it was certainly bewildering that a lady like her exists. And yet Chloe's heart raced with excitement as she stepped into the private dojo, the air tingling with anticipation. Field Agent, Marksman, Martial Artist, yet even that third part feels like it hasn't scratched the surface.

Then again, with the world being as vast as it is, there's certainly going to be people like Elizabeth, people that eat, sleep, breathe all things martial arts. Those that their passion for it has taken them to greater heights and broken limits. Dizzying as it is, the bar was set for Chloe to reach to. Anything to prepare for the destined rematch...

The compatriot had gladly agreed to meet Chloe after the blonde reached out for her services. The brief description really did not do Elizabeth much justice. It was created the image that Chloe should expect either some snobby, spoiled rich girl, which she might have in common, or a stoic killing machine, which she does not have in common. Neither of those things came close to who the Asian American really was. A friendly, down-to-earth soccer mom was the first thing that came to mind upon the first few minutes of those two meeting each other. If Chloe didn't know about the other stuff, Elizabeth really comes off as the average, typical American woman. Although, perhaps that helps with keeping the NISA Field Agent status under wraps.

As pleasantries were exchanged, Chloe had to address the elephant in the room: the claim that she knew all these different styles. Karate, Wushu, Jeet Kune Do, Judo, Taekwondo, Muay Thai, Boxing, Ninjitsu, MCMAP and Sambo. Amongst a few others in her arsenal. Chloe remarked, a hint of doubt in her voice as she asked if Elizabeth can really back it up. A determined glean in the compatriot's eyes, backed with the aura of confidence and experience; from the brief moments they have chatted, Elizabeth didn't come off as the type to boast if she couldn't prove it. However, words wouldn't cut it. Elizabeth knew that much. Instead, the Asian American laid the challenge. Ten rounds, each one with Elizabeth using a different style of her choice.

Chloe's curiosity piqued, and a smirk formed on her face.

The first round began, with Elizabeth gracefully adopting a stance from Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu. Chloe, although somewhat familiar with the style from her bouts with Annette, found herself struggling to counter Elizabeth's swift takedowns and submissions. The second round saw Elizabeth switch to Taekwondo, her kicks blazing through the air with precision and power. The first two rounds Chloe barely caught up with Elizabeth solely because she was familiar of them. As the spar progressed, Chloe did her best to keep up, but Elizabeth's transitions between styles left her constantly on the back foot. Elizabeth utilized Wing Chun's close-quarter combat techniques, Muay Thai's devastating strikes, and even showcased her agility with Capoeira. With each passing round, Elizabeth skillfully exploited the weaknesses in Chloe's game. She exposed gaps in her defense, exploited her predictable patterns, and countered her attacks effortlessly. Finally, the tenth and final round arrived, and Elizabeth chose Jeet Kune Do, the philosophy and fighting style developed by the legendary Bruce Lee. The room filled with intensity as Elizabeth's strikes became lightning-fast, her movements fluid and unpredictable. Chloe's determination kicked into overdrive as she tried to keep pace with Elizabeth's formidable skill.

After the spar concluded, Chloe was left breathless, her body aching but her spirit ignited. Elizabeth had indeed demonstrated her mastery of the various styles she claimed to know. Chloe had witnessed firsthand the power and effectiveness of each one. With a newfound respect for Elizabeth's expertise, Chloe looked up, a fire of determination burning in her eyes. A smile crossed Elizabeth's face as she recognized Chloe's unwavering passion.

She was ready to enter the world of endless possibilities.

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Description
Chloe honestly didn't know what to expect when it came to Elizabeth Zhou.

Looking from the report on her desk, it was certainly bewildering that a lady like her exists. And yet Chloe's heart raced with excitement as she stepped into the private dojo, the air tingling with anticipation. Field Agent, Marksman, Martial Artist, yet even that third part feels like it hasn't scratched the surface.

Then again, with the world being as vast as it is, there's certainly going to be people like Elizabeth, people that eat, sleep, breathe all things martial arts. Those that their passion for it has taken them to greater heights and broken limits. Dizzying as it is, the bar was set for Chloe to reach to. Anything to prepare for the destined rematch...

The compatriot had gladly agreed to meet Chloe after the blonde reached out for her services. The brief description really did not do Elizabeth much justice. It was created the image that Chloe should expect either some snobby, spoiled rich girl, which she might have in common, or a stoic killing machine, which she does not have in common. Neither of those things came close to who the Asian American really was. A friendly, down-to-earth soccer mom was the first thing that came to mind upon the first few minutes of those two meeting each other. If Chloe didn't know about the other stuff, Elizabeth really comes off as the average, typical American woman. Although, perhaps that helps with keeping the NISA Field Agent status under wraps.

As pleasantries were exchanged, Chloe had to address the elephant in the room: the claim that she knew all these different styles. Karate, Wushu, Jeet Kune Do, Judo, Taekwondo, Muay Thai, Boxing, Ninjitsu, MCMAP and Sambo. Amongst a few others in her arsenal. Chloe remarked, a hint of doubt in her voice as she asked if Elizabeth can really back it up. A determined glean in the compatriot's eyes, backed with the aura of confidence and experience; from the brief moments they have chatted, Elizabeth didn't come off as the type to boast if she couldn't prove it. However, words wouldn't cut it. Elizabeth knew that much. Instead, the Asian American laid the challenge. Ten rounds, each one with Elizabeth using a different style of her choice.

Chloe's curiosity piqued, and a smirk formed on her face.

The first round began, with Elizabeth gracefully adopting a stance from Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu. Chloe, although somewhat familiar with the style from her bouts with Annette, found herself struggling to counter Elizabeth's swift takedowns and submissions. The second round saw Elizabeth switch to Taekwondo, her kicks blazing through the air with precision and power. The first two rounds Chloe barely caught up with Elizabeth solely because she was familiar of them. As the spar progressed, Chloe did her best to keep up, but Elizabeth's transitions between styles left her constantly on the back foot. Elizabeth utilized Wing Chun's close-quarter combat techniques, Muay Thai's devastating strikes, and even showcased her agility with Capoeira. With each passing round, Elizabeth skillfully exploited the weaknesses in Chloe's game. She exposed gaps in her defense, exploited her predictable patterns, and countered her attacks effortlessly. Finally, the tenth and final round arrived, and Elizabeth chose Jeet Kune Do, the philosophy and fighting style developed by the legendary Bruce Lee. The room filled with intensity as Elizabeth's strikes became lightning-fast, her movements fluid and unpredictable. Chloe's determination kicked into overdrive as she tried to keep pace with Elizabeth's formidable skill.

After the spar concluded, Chloe was left breathless, her body aching but her spirit ignited. Elizabeth had indeed demonstrated her mastery of the various styles she claimed to know. Chloe had witnessed firsthand the power and effectiveness of each one. With a newfound respect for Elizabeth's expertise, Chloe looked up, a fire of determination burning in her eyes. A smile crossed Elizabeth's face as she recognized Chloe's unwavering passion.

She was ready to enter the world of endless possibilities.

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Chloe (c):

Elizabeth (c):

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