Dynamite comes in small packages!

Layla was up and ready to go again, raising her arms to take anything Lethe had to throw at her. She saw Lethe's punch coming, and rather than get into a slugging fest Layla would catch the punch. She'd then shift her weight and kcik out one Lethe's legs, hoping to surprise her and take her to the mat. If she managed that, Lethe would raise her foot and stomp down hard on Lethe's chest.

Lethe grit her teeth as her punch was caught again. "Grrh... fight like a-" She couldn't finish her sentence as Layla swept her legs out from under her, slamming the back of her head hard against the mat, and then ended up taking a boot to her chest. "Guh!!" She gasps, trying to roll over, away from Layla.

Layla smirked as Lethe attempted to get away from her. Not if Layla had anything to say about it. Lethe was getting a beating! So if Lethe tried to get up on her feet Layla would rush her halfway, and deliver a punting kick to her face.