The tigress growls as you arrogantly place your hands on your huge hips, leaving yourself open to any attack. She lunges, claws reaching for your chest...but is stopped, and has the wind knocked out of her as your enormous fist slams into her gut. She coughs up a bit of blood, and before she can catch her breath, your opposite elbow slams into her head, dropping her like a ton of bricks. Then, you latch your powerful fingers around the scruff of her neck, and haul her up to eye level.
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