Attack on Avatar - Mikasa vs Korra

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Each blow to her body, made Korra's internal organs fight for space as there were less and less of it with every blow. Korra eventually managed to block the blows, but they soon stopped and Korra found footing with both of her legs. Good news did not last at all, though...

Korra gasped and her eyes widened as she reacted just In time when a hook flew past in front of her face with Korra barely pulling her head back. The shockwave that Korra felt was almost refreshing. The avatar did not get to enjoy that because before she did anything else, Mikasa had stepped in closer and a hook with the other fist smashed right into the side of the tan woman's jaw.
"Ghwuaagh!!" Korra's head twisted violently to the side, taking her body with it. Korra spun and and tumbled down on the floor and rolled onto one knee before getting to her feet in a hurry, holding onto her jaw with her left hand. Everything was happening very fast and Mikasa was not letting her breathe, coming for the avatar once again.
"Aaaaargh!!!" In desperation, Korra threw a right hook at Mikasa's face. The two ended up hitting each other with a cross counter, except that Mikasa's punch had a much greater effect than Korra's, sending the latter spinning and tumbling once again. "Mmnghh!"

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The battle looked to severely in Mikasa's favour as she proceeded to toss the vulnerable woman about with hook after hook. "Urghhhh..." A minor setback as the soldier would be forced to feel a sting as a result of Korra's cross-counter, but a minor setback compared to the raging force of nature, especially when unlike her opponent she was still standing once again. Despite no longer witnessing a shine in her opponent's eyes, Mikasa was incapable of making the Avatar completely shatter through the power of her bloodline. Perhaps the dominant woman should adjust to how she fought the most fearsome of monsters. Attacking in the most delicate of weakpoints to truly seal their endurance. Growling like a beast herself, she leapt into the air with her right fist raised. Just as Korra prepared to right herself, Mikasa would prepare to silence her for good by delivering an overhead punch to the neck!

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Korra went spinning and tumbling, rolling on the ground and barely getting on one knee after another punch to the face sent her reeling. ''Ughh...'' She groaned out, wiping her lip and cheek, finding blood and sweat.
Korra suddenly gasped as her eyes shot up as she saw Mikasa go airborne. Actually, Korra just saw the tip of Mikasa's feet leaving her view and by the moment the avatar realised what was going on, her opponent was already above and behind her, sending a block at the back of Korra's neck.
Well, the dark skinned woman wasn't sure where exactly the punch was going, she clumsily rolled sideways as quickly as she could since she knew that dodging was the only option for her.

''Oaah!'' As she rolled, she was hit by a blast of air that sent Korra involutarily rolling across the floor until her back hit the wall in a sitting position. ''Ohh...'' It took a moment for Korra to refocus on Mikasa. She saw little pieces of rock falling down and all the training equipment around her being displaced or rolled over. ''Nngh...'' Korra's right hand suddenly went to the back of her head as she felt stinging pain coming from it, her hand felt some blood there, her face grimacing.

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While not possessing her optimal gear, Mikasa still demonstrated impressive airtime through a leap of faith. Perhaps the lack of hooks meant she couldn't obtain fully desirable results as Korra managed to slip out of her range. Nonetheless her overhand punch still wasn't to taken lightly as evident by the aftershocks. "Hmph..." Seems she was only permitted a longer path to ending the Avatar, thus Mikasa peeled her previously embedded fist and marched towards her cornered enemy. At least there were less options for a getaway.

A burning palm reached down to grab Korra by the throat, hauling the dark skinned woman up for just a second, only for Mikasa to abrupt to hurl her foe away so the bender would collide the wall facefirst. Rather than stay put, the elite soldier droned in on the enemy to clutch the back of her head, eager to spread more dust by running along and repeatedly plowing Korra into the fragile wall.

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Rubbing the aching back of her head, Korra winced as her eyes turned sideways as if trying to take a look at the hurting spot before she felt a shadow loom over her. "Hugh!" Korra quickly gasped as she was lifted by her throat and thrown face first into a wall.

"Ghhn hhghhuuuuhhhghn!! Uughhnn aaahhhghhn!" The avatar was letting out partly muffled screams as her face was literally plowing the wall and Mikasa seamed to easily carry her body just by the head.
Once they approached the corner, Mikasa would take a sharp turn and continue dragging Korra's face along the wall and this would continue again and again until Korra would have left her mark in this gym wherever you'd look.

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Taking a lap around the gym, she proceeded to scrape the walls using the bender's teeth. Not dwelling on the possibility these walls could collapse from repeated tension. After almost circling the entire perimeter, Mikasa suddenly decided to halt while she still held Korra's still worn burning skull.

Apparently this wasn't enough of an impression, so Mikasa decided to slam her opponent's head repeatedly into the wall, ensuring that a Korra shaped crevice was properly carved. After the 5th slam, the soldier felt that the floors were a bit under decorated and provide a more desired position. Thus she hurled around with the bender's body in tow dropping down to bury Korra through a bulldog.

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"uugghnnn nnnghhhmmm!" Korra groaned as she was used as an agricultural tool. Her right hand reached for Mikasa's arm while her left hand tried to act like brakes, to slow down the plowing, but to no avail.

"Uuaah! Aaagh! Nnghah!" The moaning continued, but it switched to short bursts as Korra's face was being pasted into the wall over and over again. The avatar was helpless. She could do nothing but keep her eyes closed and her face winced as she moaned in pain. It was so frustrating that Korra just wanted to cry, being reduced to this muscular woman's plaything.

Korra wasn't sure what was going on. Only that the entire front of her body just impacted hard into the floor. "Uughmmphh!" Muffled grunt escaped Korra's mouth. Her arms laid to the sides, her sweaty, bruised and bloody body twitching.

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Any sort of defiance only delayed Mikasa's efforts by a millisecond. No matter how much her opponent cried, she continued to decorate the room with Korra's dripping body. As cold and ruthless it was, this made her a perfect fit for the crueller forms of battle.

After embedding the bender into the floor, Mikasa darted around so she loomed above the broken woman. It was time to bring down the hatchet. "It is done...you have met your match..." One supposed parting message as she bent down to scoop a handful of Korra's hair with one hand. Her other fist reared back as she ready to put Korra to sleep with a final uppercut.

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Korras body was bruised, bloody and bleeding. It was screaming for rest, telling Korra to just let it go, to just go to sleep...
CLAP!
However, Korra was just too damn stubborn. When her body was asking her to give up, it gave the opposite result, pissing her off and igniting a fire in her heart as Mikasa would soon notice her fist caught in Korea's hand. "It's over..." Korea's eyes shot open with no pupils in them as she was again in her avatar state.
"When I say it's over!" Korra would exclaim as she would start to slowly twist mikasa's fist.

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Breaking the cycle of suffering was a saying that Mikasa heard in multiple ways. Just as the final blow was about to be delivered, it seemed that Mikasa might have accidentally recharged her opponent. Her heart skipping a beat as soon the killer fist caught with ease. "Aahhhhhh..." A yelp leaving her lips from a twisted hand. In response she released her grip on Korra's hair and used the free hand to shove at the bender's chest, hoping that their bodies would separate from the force.

Remaining on two feet, Mikasa would still flinch from the numbness in her recently clenched fist. Thus when she charged at the reawakened Korra, the hardy woman threw a lone medium powered fist towards her rival's torso.