Four years in the making
Fate has a wicked sense of humor. Four years ago, Chiara was the bully and Aura was her favorite target. Now they cross paths again… and the air instantly turns electric.
Chiara smirks, teasing, trying to relive those “good old school days.” But she quickly realizes something is different. Aura is no longer the timid girl she used to torment. Her body says it all—perfectly sculpted abs, powerful arms, killer legs, a physique forged through discipline and rage. Bully’s expression shifts. That confidence? It flickers.
Aura doesn’t waste words. Calm, steady and deadly serious: she’s going to kick her ass. Four years in the making.

She’s not the same anymore
And Aura delivers. Brutally. Relentlessly. From the first strike, it’s clear this isn’t just a fight—it’s a reckoning. Knees to the body. Sharp punches. Tight chokes. Hair pulling. Crushing scissors. Every move feels personal, calculated, stored up over years of humiliation.
Chiara tries to fight back, throwing desperate punches, scrambling for control—but her resistance feels weak, frantic, almost pathetic. Aura absorbs it all with those rock-solid abs and fires back twice as hard. Back and forth across the mats, Chiara is dragged, thrown, overwhelmed. The former victim moves like a predator now. Focused. Controlled. Merciless.
The power dynamic has completely flipped.

The bully gets broken
Bruised, shaken, and bleeding, Chiara is no longer smirking. She’s surviving, barely. Aura doesn’t just defeat her, she dismantles her. After asserting total dominance. She flexes her trained, warrior-like body in front of her former tormentor. Every muscle a reminder: this is what four years of transformation look like.
The humiliation doesn’t stop there. Aura forces Chiara to acknowledge her superiority to kneel, to kiss the very abs she once mocked, the arms she underestimated, the legs that now pin her down without effort. Revenge isn’t loud. It’s controlled. And in Aura’s hands… it’s beautiful…