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I swing my left hand back and push it forward again with a lot of strength. The kind of strength you wouldn't expect from a small girl like me. But it benefits me. They underestimate me, especially the young and new ones. Big mistake.

He didn't see the punch coming. I can't blame him. I'm just that good. Not to brag, but it is true. They don't call me undefeated for jokes.

Anyway. I am Ava García, also known as Storm. This is my story.

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Hi! I'm the author of this story. This is probably the first and last time I'm bothering you with words you most likely won't even read, but I just wanna say enjoy reading and please note that this is my first book so don't go too hard on me in the comments. (Also English isn't my first language) Who am I kidding no-one will probably read this. But if you do read this and see a grammar or spelling mistake, please tell me so I can adjust it.

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