[She doesn't see that one coming, eyes widening in surprise as she's pitched forward. Roll out of it, she does, popping back up on her feet. One corner of her lip quirks up before she leaps at him, slamming her weight against him. He falls backwards on the practice mat, her hands on his shoulders to pin him down.
If he's going to toss her to the side, she's going to tackle him. Simple as that.]
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If he's going to toss her to the side, she's going to tackle him. Simple as that.]