[Awesome! Weirdly enough, this actually makes Tifa happy, that he's actually trying to hit her. She manages to block his blows, impressed by his speed, and then there's that hook. She bends her knees slightly, absorbing the punch with her arm, and... Ow. Okay, she's kind of glad she's not dealing with his enhancements too, honestly. She'll counter with her own quick flurry, a combination of jabs and kicks, aimed largely at his torso and legs. She doesn't want to knock the wind out of him again.]
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