Immediately, both women dropped into a fighting stance. Lucy, always the more aggressive in close combat, surged forward with speed that betrayed the relaxed aura she had earlier. Her fists moved like a blur as she threw a rapid one-two punch combination aimed at Mia's midsection.

Mia sidestepped the first punch, her body twisting gracefully as she swayed just out of reach. The second punch grazed her ribs, but she absorbed the impact with a soft grunt, her feet already shifting to counter. Her left arm snapped up to block Lucy's follow-up jab, and with a fluid turn of her body, Mia brought her knee up, aiming it toward Lucy's torso.

Lucy saw it coming. She dropped her hips, swaying just under the arc of Mia's knee, and as Mia's leg came down, Lucy grabbed it, her grip firm and precise. In one swift movement, Lucy twisted, using Mia's momentum to sweep her other leg out from under her. Mia fell backward, but even as she was falling, she reacted, twisting her body midair to land in a controlled roll across the dirt.

Before Mia could fully recover, Lucy closed the distance again. This time, she went lower, attempting to tackle Mia and bring her fully to the ground. Mia planted her feet just in time and pivoted, grabbing Lucy's shoulder with one hand while her other hand locked onto Lucy's wrist. In a swift motion, Mia yanked Lucy toward her, attempting to throw her off balance, but Lucy's footing was solid. She turned the motion into a counter by stepping inside Mia's guard, her elbow slamming into Mia's ribs.

"You're doing pretty good, Mia," Lucy smirked.

The impact forced a sharp breath from Mia's lungs, but she didn't back down. Instead, she spun with Lucy's momentum, twisting their bodies in a rapid exchange of force, each trying to out-leverage the other. Their legs tangled briefly before Mia slipped behind Lucy, trying to pin her arm.

Lucy felt the shift and dropped low, her weight shifting to counter the hold. She twisted out of Mia's grip, spun on her heel, and delivered a sharp kick aimed at Mia's thigh. Mia blocked with her shin, though the force made her stagger back.

Without giving Mia any time to recover, Lucy pressed forward again, feinting with a jab to the head. When Mia raised her guard, Lucy dropped low once more, this time driving her shoulder into Mia's stomach in a powerful tackle.

The two women crashed to the ground, dirt kicking up around them as they grappled in a flurry of limbs. Lucy, who had the advantage in close-quarters combat, attempted to pin Mia by controlling her wrists, but Mia was slippery, her movements unpredictable. Mia twisted her body with impressive flexibility, freeing one of her arms just long enough to bring her elbow down toward Lucy's side.

Lucy grunted but rolled with the blow, and in a swift motion, she mounted Mia, locking her legs around Mia's waist. Mia retaliated by arching her back, throwing Lucy's balance off, and with a sharp twist of her hips, she reversed the position, throwing Lucy off her.

Both women were back on their feet in a flash, panting slightly but smiling. Lucy's quick strikes and superior technique had given her a slight edge, but Mia's agility and adaptability made sure Lucy had to earn every advantage.

They circled each other now, their movements slower, more calculated. Mia faked a step to the right, and Lucy reacted instantly, blocking a punch that never came. Instead, Mia used the momentary opening to sweep Lucy's leg, sending her stumbling backward. But Lucy recovered almost instantly, flipping her body in a low arc and kicking up a cloud of dirt as she launched back into the fight with a spinning back fist.

Mia ducked under the swing but wasn't fast enough to avoid the kick that followed. Lucy's heel caught Mia in the shoulder, spinning her back, but Mia countered by grabbing Lucy's ankle and yanking her off balance.

They both hit the ground again, rolling in the dirt. Lucy's arms snaked around Mia's in a grappling hold, but Mia twisted her body with unnatural flexibility, breaking free before Lucy could tighten her grip.

As they stood once more, Lucy's grin widened. "You're getting better," she said between breaths, her silver eyes gleaming with pride.

Mia, slightly winded, smirked back. "I'm just getting started."

The fight resumed with an electric intensity, their bodies barely giving away the exhaustion settling in. Both women crouched low in their stances, eyes locked in a silent exchange. Each movement was deliberate, calculated, as they pushed their physical limits, spurred on by the occasional gleam of Ada's joyful expression from the sidelines.

Lucy, the more aggressive fighter, struck first. She darted forward, her foot sliding across the dirt in a near-instant lunge, delivering a jab aimed at Mia's jaw. Mia barely had time to react, ducking the punch but feeling the force of the wind brush past her cheek. She retaliated with a sweeping kick, aiming to take Lucy's legs out from under her.

Lucy saw it coming. She jumped just as Mia's leg swung through, her body twisting mid-air as she aimed a knee toward Mia's chest. Mia, ever-flexible, contorted her body, just dodging the blow, but Lucy had anticipated her reaction. In a fluid motion, Lucy's knee shifted into a kick, her shin catching Mia squarely in the side, knocking her off balance.

Mia stumbled back, her breath hitching slightly, but she used the momentum to her advantage, spinning her body and aiming a backhanded punch toward Lucy's side. Lucy barely had time to block, raising her forearm in defense, the impact making a dull thud that reverberated through her arm. But Mia wasn't finished. She pressed the attack, throwing a rapid flurry of punches—left, right, left—each one faster than the last.

Lucy deflected each blow with practiced ease, her movements precise and efficient, her body shifting to avoid unnecessary force. But Mia's adaptability kept her on her toes, forcing Lucy to stay sharp. One punch slipped through, grazing Lucy's chin, but she barely flinched, her silver eyes narrowing as she used the opportunity to counter.

With a sharp twist of her hips, Lucy drove a low kick into Mia's thigh, causing her leg to buckle slightly. Mia gritted her teeth, her body absorbing the pain as she swiveled on her good leg, using her momentum to spin and throw an elbow toward Lucy's head. Lucy ducked, her body bending low, and in one fluid motion, she swept Mia's legs out from under her.

Mia fell to the ground, but even in the dirt, she didn't stop. She rolled to the side, avoiding Lucy's follow-up stomp, and pushed off the ground with a powerful kick, catching Lucy in the stomach and knocking her back a few paces.

Lucy staggered but recovered quickly, her grin widening as she caught a glimpse of Ada from the corner of her eye. Ada's expression was radiant, her eyes wide with excitement, her hands balled into fists as she watched her mothers clash. The joy in her daughter's face fueled Lucy's determination, and she could see Mia's resolve strengthen as well.

"Let's give her a show," Lucy muttered, wiping a bead of sweat from her brow as she readied herself for the next round.

Mia smirked in response, her eyes gleaming with renewed fire. "You're on."

They clashed again, faster this time, their fists and feet moving like a blur. Lucy threw a straight punch aimed at Mia's chest, but Mia sidestepped, hooking her arm around Lucy's and attempting to lock her in a grapple. Lucy spun out of it with a swift pivot, twisting Mia's arm behind her back for a brief moment before Mia broke free with a sharp elbow to Lucy's ribs.

Lucy winced but didn't let it slow her down. She dropped low, sweeping Mia's legs again, but this time Mia jumped, avoiding the sweep entirely and coming down with a downward kick aimed at Lucy's shoulder. Lucy raised her arm to block, but the impact sent a shockwave of pain through her muscles. She grimaced but used the momentum to roll back and spring to her feet.

They stood at a slight distance now, both breathing heavily, dirt clinging to their clothes and skin, their eyes locked in fierce concentration. For a moment, the world seemed to slow down as they assessed each other, both women fully immersed in the fight.

Ada's giggle broke the silence, her joy palpable as she cheered from the sidelines. "Go, Mama! Go, Mommy! You're both amazing!"

Hearing Ada's voice lit a fire in both of them. Without a word, they charged at each other again, faster and stronger than before. Lucy opened with a feint—a high kick aimed at Mia's head—but when Mia moved to block, Lucy dropped into a crouch, spinning and aiming a leg sweep at Mia's ankle. This time, Mia was ready. She jumped over the sweep and came down with a punch aimed at Lucy's shoulder, but Lucy twisted, catching Mia's wrist mid-air, and used the force to flip Mia over her shoulder.

Mia crashed into the dirt but immediately rolled to her feet, her body moving with a fluid grace that made it seem like she hadn't just been thrown. She dashed forward, feigning a punch to Lucy's face before pivoting and delivering a powerful kick to Lucy's side. The impact sent Lucy stumbling, but she recovered, grabbing Mia's leg and twisting it in an attempt to throw her off balance.

Mia, however, was quick. She planted her hands on the ground, using the support to flip herself out of Lucy's grip. Her body twisted in midair, and as she landed, she delivered a backhanded punch aimed at Lucy's ribs. Lucy blocked it with her forearm, her muscles rippling with the effort.

For a brief moment, they stood locked in place, their eyes burning with intensity, neither one willing to give in. But Lucy, with her greater experience in hand-to-hand combat, managed to twist out of the lock, landing a sharp punch to Mia's stomach that made her double over for a split second.

In that brief moment, Lucy seized the advantage. She spun behind Mia, locking her arms around her waist and lifted her off the ground, slamming her into the dirt with a quick takedown. Mia gasped as the air was knocked out of her, but even then, she rolled out from under Lucy, flipping back onto her feet with catlike agility.

They both stood there, panting, sweat dripping down their faces, but grinning nonetheless. Lucy, despite having the edge, felt the thrill of the fight in every fiber of her being. Mia, despite the challenges, never backed down—every movement she made, every counter, was a testament to her adaptability and resilience.

And Ada, watching with wide eyes and a radiant smile, made it all worth it. Every punch, kick, and dodge was for her—their precious daughter, who looked at them as if they were invincible.

"Looks like I'm still ahead," Lucy said between breaths, her grin teasing.

"Sigh… I admit defeat…" Mia chuckled, taking Lucy's hand to help get up.

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