In The Gym (For Haruka)

Tyris sneered coldly and stepped forward, standing chest to chest with Haruka and staring hard into her eyes.

"Crying? The only ones crying here will be those I crush under my heel, and if you want to be the first in line, then by all means, keep insulting me."

Haruka scoffed. She had beaten male competitors and this muscle bound oaf who couldn't even beat that wimp Masane Tajiri was trying to shake her down? Haruka almost laughed in Tyris's face but decided to toy with her a bit.

"OH...well we wouldn't want that would we?"

The sarcasm in her voice was very evident.

Tyris would reach up, going to give Haruka rough shove away from her.

"No, I don't think we would."

Haruka got shoved but would not budge very far. She backed off slightly and looked away with a cold Randy Orton-like grin. Then she turned back and threw a sudden fierce and very hard blow to the gut similar to what she used on Sailor Jupiter and Seiya in the anime.

Haruka's blow would land right in the center of Tyris' unguarded stomach, and while it would cause her to wince a bit, it didn't seem to affect her too much.

The amazon then flashed a cold grin at Haruka, throwing a hard right hook towards her face as a response.

Haruka lifted her hand and blocked the punch with her palm.

"Woa now, before you hurt yourself any further, maybe we should take this out to the ring."

Tyris narrowed her eyes coldly.

"Fine by me. When I take you apart in front of all those people, you'll know you messed with the wrong person."

Haruka merely smiled snidely and headed down to the ring.

Tyris watched her leave the gym, and soon would follow after.