Tracer vs. Widowmaker 28a-28d (Patreon)

The visor did its work to great success - instantly analyzing the most vulnerable spot the software could deduce in a split second - locking Widowmaker's sight right on to the pit of Tracer's stomach that had already been battered.A spinning back kick or the squeeze of a trigger finger made no difference for the assassin - and honed by countless of hours of practice, she lashed out.*THUMP!*"URRRGH!" Tracer's body was rocked hard in mid-air, dropping her like a sack of potatoes onto the floor.She barely could make it onto her knees, groaning in pain."I told you, bitch - did you really think you could fool me twice?"Roughly grabbing a handful of Tracer's hair, she swings her fist back."Now eat this!"*CRACK!*Tracer's head flies back with a spray of spit and blood as she is uppercutted savagely.