The Book of Lucia, Chapter XVII - Angel vs. Sister Prudence: Broken Wings

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Just one hit.

All Sister Prudence needed was one hit. She knew it, the audience knew it, and she was willing to bet that, despite all his bullshitting, Angel knew it, too. If she could just clobber him with this lariat, she could bring him down and work him over and get done with this match and take the longest, hottest shower of her entire life.

But, of course, it wasn’t going to be that easy; nothing in her life ever could be. The pressure to get this done was taking a toll, making her gamble big and lose big instead of taking her time, and Angel seemed ready to exploit that. She came in hard and swung, only for her to miss her mark at the last second and stumble forward on awkward feet.

Not the end of the world, normally, but he was on her long before she could autocorrect. She felt her legs wrapping around her own, and the momentum was enough to send her falling forward, nearly landing flat on her face. She got her hands up at the last moment and saved herself from a face plant, but it still wasn’t a good look. The worried look from Sister Lucia at ringside communicated that much.

”I got it, I got it!” Sister Prudence growled through her teeth, as she pushed up to her feet and tried to lock in on Angel again. Where’d he gone off to…