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Moonifer666 all shall be revealed each passing day, it's a surprise ;)
"Well, Clint, are you ready for me to utterly destroy you today?" Natasha smirked confidently, her sharp green eyes intently watching the archer's movements. The archer scoffed as he ducked under the line and entered the sparring ring. Natasha quickly followed, already adopting a look of intense concentration as she studied Clint's actions, preparing a strategy to quickly take him down.
"Nat, you have no idea what you're up against," Clint bragged, analysing which parts of her that Natasha left unguarded. A chuckle left Natasha's mouth as she bounced on her toes lightly, casting the illusion that she was perfectly at ease, not a cobra coiled and ready to strike. The two circled each other, light footsteps as they assessed each other. Given the advantages of knowing each other's strengths and weaknesses, this fight would be evenly-matched.
After several tense moments of silence, Clint burst forward with alarming speed, with a well-aimed kick to Natasha's side that she jumped back from. Seizing her chance, Natasha darted forwards, a barrage of quick blows that were all successfully blocked by Clint. Growling in frustration, the two went back and forth, blocking each other's blows. Clint managed to get a sly jab in, leaving Natasha momentarily breathless. Clint aimed another punch, but Natasha grabbed his fist, twisting it and slinging herself over Clint's shoulder and using her momentum to floor him.
Clint hit the floor, immediately rolling but couldn't manage to shake off Natasha. Pinning him to the mattress in an iron grip, Natasha smirked down at him confidently.
"I'm sorry, Clint, what were you saying?" Clint stared up at her amusedly, before tapping the mat three times begrudgingly. Rolling off of him, they helped each other up.
"You know what, Natasha? Let's go again." The redhead scoffed, pulling up her arms into a defensive position.
"I'm going to win again, Clint."
"No, you won't."
uwu less trash than normal