It's All About Strikes

In fact, Charlotte felt a little depressed, but these were her personal problems, she was well aware that few people care about other people's spiritual problems. She sent a mutual smile when the Amazon accepted a handshake. After that, the pink-haired girl took a step back, put her right fist to the extended palm of her left hand, and made a small bow, expressing her respect.

- Yes, I think it will be so, - she answered Alaina’s words about a possible match, - I was also pleased to meet you.

The girl straightened up and looked at her students. She sighed heavily, it seemed to her that she could do much more, because for them she was a leader. But now it was too late to think about it.

- I hope you can draw useful conclusions for yourself, - said Sand Lizard with a dry voice, - and now continue the training, your day is not over yet.

After that, the Frenchwoman took off her blue gloves and laid them on the table. She still felt pain in her left hand, and her back was not in the best condition. Although this worried her the least. With heavy thoughts, Charlotte went to the locker room, and there, having thrown off her extra clothes and taking a towel, she went into the shower room. Standing in one of the open booths, the pink-haired girl turned on the warm water and closed her eyes.

“You're just ridiculous”, - came the voice in her head.
- Shut up, - Charlotte whispered, trying to drive away her negative thoughts.