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Among the list of things Karen Starring hated, sparring or training in general was perhaps at the peak. Despising the concept of needing the aid of another to better herself, Karen had simply resorted to a manor of forcing herself through the task; fully expecting to rush through it and get to the other side with a few new tricks up her sleeve. Whatever the state of her foe was simply not her concern.
Especially given that today, Karen had done something of a rare open sparring session.
Having previously booked out a ring within the gym halls of LAW to herself, making note to mention she did not desire, but insisted someone of interest join her this day, Karen would find herself sprinting from ropes to ropes. Clad as ever in a usual form fitting attire, with intense midriff and extreme breasts mostly on show, the amazon like fighter took to resting in the corner between sprints. She had little intention of waiting any longer, but couldn't exactly rush a foe that might not even make themselves known.
If only the poor raven haired amazon knew, that this particular figure had encountered her before. And knew all too well it was the same Karen Starring...