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On the other half of the mat, Luna was waging a war of her own against Alva's lumbering bodyguard, and as she watched the brute slowly rise to his feet, she knew that it was only a matter of time before Pedro came charging at her.

A battle she could not win.

Cornered and out of options, it was evident that the only way out was to fight dirty and ruthlessly. Desperate, she glanced left and right looking for the heaviest object she could find, and then with a singular flowing motion, she spun around, picked up the yoga ball - and threw it into Pedro's face.

(To be continued.)

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