Even after throwing several of her attacks, Roxanne showed no sign of slowing down. She kept using her right fist for jabs and her left for hooks. Donald diligently dodged the ones he could, while blocking the rest. But…
“Crap, my limits are beginning to catch up to me… Dammit” Donald winced as he barely managed to dodge a volley from her right.
He took a few steps back in retreat, unable to hit so many hits all at once in direct succession. He huffed as sweat dripped from his chin and his muscles ached from keeping his hands up for so long while receiving so many attacks at once.
Roxanne dashed forward, not letting him catch his breath as she quickly raised her fist, and with a powerful thrust, launched it at Donald’s face.
“Shit!” He thought.
He quickly raised his guard, but even with that, he wasn’t quick enough for a complete block. Most of the impact was sent to his body as he recoiled due to the shock. He remained stunned for a moment, giving Roxanne the opportunity to launch another full powered blow.
This time, the hit landed on Donald’s face, sending him crashing to the ground. In a powerful thud, his body landed on the staged platform.
“Donald down. Roxanne takes the first round.” The referee declared.
Roxanne smiled as she took deep breaths to calm herself. Perspiration covered her entire skin as she smiled, looking at Donald who winced due to the hit she landed.
“Sorry coach” She said, stretching her hands toward him.
He grabbed it and smiled as she pulled him up, grunting a bit.
“Nah, don’t be. I lost fair and square” He said, groaning a little while rubbing his jaw, the place most affected by the impact of her hit.
“That you did, heh.” She grinned from ear to ear.
“Will you stop that? The match isn’t decided yet, you know? We’ll see how you fare during the second round.” He said, bending to take the water he kept just outside the stage.
“Ooh, someone is a site loser” She smirked.
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