Aswa felt the strength from Rossa, but Aswa was not too surprised by that power.
"I know people who have even stronger intimidation," Aswa thought of several figures, including Celsi.
Aswa then attacked Rossa first, swinging a straight punch toward Rossa.
Rossa casually just dodged with a half step, then caught Aswa's arm. In one quick movement, she bent Aswa's elbow and pressed it toward her own stomach.
*Hara Gatame*
Aswa's arm was locked.
Suddenly—
Woshh!
Her left hand crossed above, swung quickly from below toward Rossa's face.
Pak!
Rossa caught it. In an instant, she pulled that left hand sideways, then pinched it under her armpit.
Click.
A small rotation at the shoulder. The elbow locked.
*Waki Gatame*
Both of Aswa's arms were now immobile.
Her body bent forward.
Tap.
Her right foot shifted slightly backward.
Then—
Thump!
A horizontal kick launched toward Rossa's side.
Bugh!
Rossa staggered half a step backward.
She blocked the kick with one palm.
Ssskkhh...
A thin steam rose from her palm's skin. Aswa's strength was not something to underestimate; it felt warm. Almost like burning.
Rossa glanced at her palm briefly.
Then looked at Aswa—who was now raising her face with a faint smile.
"Besides Celsi, you're the strongest person I've ever fought in Jakarta!" Aswa said.
Aswa advanced again—
Her left fist swung quickly toward the side of Rossa's face.
Swish!
Rossa used a half-step sidestep to dodge.
Her hand immediately grabbed Aswa's arm.
Tap.
Then she pulled Aswa's body forward—and rotated her own body.
Grasp.
Her shoulder went under Aswa's arm.
Brakkk!
With a sharp pull, Aswa's body was lifted.
Her feet left the ground.
Suddenly, she floated in the air—with a rolling position on top of Rossa's back.
Aswa was lifted.
Her body began to swing downward, ready to be slammed hard by Rossa.
"Looks bad—" Aswa
In mid-air, she tried to twist her body.
"KRAKK!!"
Her hands grabbed Rossa's shoulders—
and her body twisted sharply.
Bruk!!
Rossa was slammed back to the floor!
Her head hit the floor first, followed by Aswa's body pinning from above.
"Tap!"
Rossa then placed her palm on the floor firmly.
Her feet planted solidly.
She fought gravity with all her might.
Dust scattered.
The tips of her hair nearly touched the ground.
"You?" Aswa looked surprised.
"You're too light," Rossa whispered softly.
Suddenly, Rossa crouched low, pulled her back backward—and gripped Aswa's arm tightly.
Aswa's body lost balance. Her weight dragged by her own momentum.
CRAKKK!!
Using a technique like Tomoe Nage, Rossa used her body as a pivot, then threw Aswa into the air and flipped her.
"BRUAKKK!!"
Aswa hit the floor on her back.
The vibration reached the edges of the arena. The crowd stood up.
"You still don't get it…"
"… Don't hold back just because I'm a woman."
Rossa was still sitting below. Her breath steady.
Aswa, lying down, was still conscious.
"If I get serious, it won't be pleasant."
Aswa tried to get up again.
"You've been quiet for too long." Rossa said.
Rossa was already in front of her face.
In a flash, Rossa bent down, grabbed Aswa's leg then lifted her body onto her shoulder, as pictured.
Aswa's body shook midair, her eyes wide open.
"What—!?"
But there was no time to think.
BRAAAKK!!!
Rossa slammed Aswa's body onto the ground with full force.
Dust flew, the floor trembled, and the sound of impact rang loudly like breaking wood.
"You think I can only defend?" Rossa said.
Rossa threw a punch at Aswa's face, confident the attack would land as usual.
But one thing she did not know—Aswa was no ordinary opponent.
She was not like the thugs Rossa had easily defeated before.
Aswa was something different. Much stronger. Much faster.
Rossa's slam that should have been deadly had no effect.
Instead—in one quick and surprising movement—both of Aswa's legs circled tightly around Rossa's shoulders, locking the woman's head perfectly. Her hands gripped Rossa's arms tightly, immobilizing her. Now, Rossa was the one locked. Her face was shocked, her eyes wide open, realizing she was facing a true monster.
"You can't make me serious yet!" Aswa smiled, "But this is good!"
-TO BE CONTINUED-