White Lion vs Agila

[APimpNamedSlickback]

A grin spread wide across Ivan's face as he heard Botan's words. His eyes flickered with interest and mischief as he waits on the corner, plotting.

"Oh yeah? You wanna play that game?" He said. The challenge hung heavy in between them.

But before he could respond further, she was already moving. Ivan's instincts kicked in instantly as he saw the clothesline coming. Ivan quickly raised his left arm, blocking the incoming clothesline with his forearm. Muscles bulging as he absorbed the impact, grunting softly.

Without wasting a second, Ivan twisted his torso, bringing his right fist up in a devastating uppercut. The punch sailing to Botan, squarely on the chin.

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[Lederface]

Attacking Ivan with great force, although despite that she failed to break through his defense, Leaving Botan exposed to an attack, Ivan's fist would then fly towards her, absorbing the attack completely, leaving her staggering and retreating.

"How about I just rip off your clothes...ahhhg......"
Botan would say with a determined look

[APimpNamedSlickback]

The uppercut connected cleanly, sending Botan stumbling backward. Ivan thought he had her dead to rights. But the stubborn woman somehow remained standing. Course she has a hard head.

"Rip my clothes?" Ivan countered with a smirk, "Aren't you just eager. If you wanna see me naked, just ask nicely." He teases as he throws his weight forward.

He kicks his leg forward, aimed at her belly. It was meant for a Teep kick, planting his sole on her abdomen and pushing her off to the ropes.

[Lederface]

“I'm just saying, if you like looking at clothes so much, I'd suggest we fight like animals... though for someone like you, I doubt you could do it.”

Botan said with a touch of irony, positioning herself to meet Ivan. Soon she saw a kick heading toward her abdomen; she blocked it with her arms to catch it, but his body still ended up pushing her hard and sending her against the ropes, where she ended up coughing in pain as she tried to get up, clenching her fists against the pain... Despite that, she wasn’t going to give in just yet

[APimpNamedSlickback]

Ivan's kick met resistance, his sole slamming into Botan's forearms. The impact still managed to push her back against the ropes, the elastic cords snapping back as she rebounded forward slightly.

"Damn, didn't connect clean." Ivan clicked his tongue.

"What did you say? About fighting like 'animals'?" Ivan asked, his tone laced with taunting and teasing tone. He wiped some sweat from his brow with the back of his hand, never taking his gaze off her.

"Go ahead then," he taunted, "Show me."

This either change things or give him an opening he could use.

[Lederface]

“Well, then I’d better show you why I’m the alpha in my pack!”

Botan said confidently, even though her breathing was becoming more ragged and she was panting slightly. She still wanted to prove to Ivan that she was no pushover, so as she stepped out of the corner, she lunged straight at him—this time not aiming for a takedown, but rather, as she closed in on him, she would quickly try to go straight for his stomach and land a hook to his solar plexus—a hit that, if it connected, would really take the wind out of him.