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 You curl over into a fetal position and start to roll away from your foe.  You don't see her quickly walking towards you...

Pain shoots through your scalp as you are viciously yanked off the canvas by your pony tail.  You let out a yelp as you are hauled upward. It feels like your ponytail will be ripped straight out of your skull.

THROW A PUNCH

WRAP YOUR ARMS AROUND HER

SHRIEK IN AGONY