Masane's walk home.

Masane grit her teeth as her arm was caught, and tried to slam her knee into Sarah's gut the same time she was nailed with the clothesline, and staggered away from her, panting softly while staring her down.

Sarah grunted as she was slammed in the gut, bending over with a hoarse cough. "Oh, that's right," Sarah laughed as if suddenly remembering something. "It already has! Why? Because you let anger get the better of you. Just like now. Do you know how close you are to my level?" Sarah would rush at Masane, feinting a punch to her gut, but really came in with a strong uppercut.

Masane smirked a little. "You're wrong." She said in a calm tone, and then got nailed with the fierce uppercut, causing her to fall onto her rear, but she was still smirking a little. "I could never stoop that far. It'd be physically impossible for me..."

"But you never know, do you?" Sarah laughed, spreading her arms wide. "You don't know what you're capable of until you're pushed too far! And yo knoe, honey? That'll be my new mission. Seeing how much you can take as I beatdown your friends one by one. It's gonna fun. You can count on that." With a dark smile Sarah would then turn her back on Masane, satisfied she had delivered her message,

Masane narrowed her eyes at Sarah, but she didn't go after her as she walked away. She shook her head before getting back to her feet, and just picked up her bag, walking away towards her home in the opposite direction.