Looking down at one of her massive arms, Dawn gave it a quick flex and chuckled. "Well, we're two muscle-bound studs in the middle of a forest, surrounded by all sorts of things that we could use to test out how strong we are now. So, I got a proposal for you: Whoever's the stronger girl gets to keep the meteorite, got it?"
The behemoth of a bunny tilted her head to the side quizzically at the colossal coordinator's request, as she raised an eyebrow. A competition of strength? Well, the only thing she did to use her muscles so far was send those Gravelers into low-orbit with a few kicks, but she did't get to really feel the strength that was coursing wildly throughout her gargantuan frame. Maybe she should just flatter this girl and give her a demonstration. What's the worst that could happen?
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