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THWACK!
With all of her attention centered on Skelly, and failing (or refusing?) to notice the bat was passed on to Surfer Girl, Wild Emerald almost looked like she was about to throttle her opponent.
She stumbled, fell to her knees, and rested her hands into the sand.
Damage assessment: Medium.
Unconsciousness range: Close.
>Is this what you call "love", my sweet Surfer Girl?
>Then I will reciprocate it in plenty.
Struggling back to her feet, Emmy stared down at Surfer Girl, dauntingly. It was a blood-chilling expression, one she had not seen since their promo against N.A.T.O.
>Take your swing, my love. And your little friend.
Threat: Maximum, with extreme prejudice.
