[The whole time, Makoto was keeping an eye on Okuyasu. Every movement, every gesture was information for her to consider. She wasn't the Phantom Thieves' strategist for nothing!]
[He was coming in hot and heavy and that was somewhat expected. Considering their height and weight differences, she would not have the advantage when it came to size. As the fist was thrown, Makoto followed it with a defensive punch of her own. Blocking would be suicide, but perhaps she could deflect it just enough that it would not be able to hit.]
[As their forearms connected Makoto could feel the sheer power that Okuyasu was bringing to this fight. She was right to be cautious. The pounding force shook all the way down her arm. It hurt. A lot. The pain caused the fight in Makoto to stir. She could feel her heart beat. Her eyes focus. ]
[This was going to be a fun match.]
[She only had a second to react and was practically out of room in this position. There was only one thing that she could do: tuck in her forearm to her chest and follow up the deflect with a quick elbow jab to Okuyasu's chin.]
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[He was coming in hot and heavy and that was somewhat expected. Considering their height and weight differences, she would not have the advantage when it came to size. As the fist was thrown, Makoto followed it with a defensive punch of her own. Blocking would be suicide, but perhaps she could deflect it just enough that it would not be able to hit.]
[As their forearms connected Makoto could feel the sheer power that Okuyasu was bringing to this fight. She was right to be cautious. The pounding force shook all the way down her arm. It hurt. A lot. The pain caused the fight in Makoto to stir. She could feel her heart beat. Her eyes focus. ]
[This was going to be a fun match.]
[She only had a second to react and was practically out of room in this position. There was only one thing that she could do: tuck in her forearm to her chest and follow up the deflect with a quick elbow jab to Okuyasu's chin.]