"Call it an 'awareness'." That was all she said, a quick 'soul glance' told her. She was a fighter, but weaker.
Sonya just barely saw the punch coming. Blocking the attack with her wrist, she turned her arm, pulling Carrie toward the direction of the punch and gripping her shoulder. She kicked Carrie in the back of her shin, gripping on to her hair as she forced her onto her knees, her right hand still gripping her arm.