Each fighting stage had an official assigned to it. Their job was to make sure we followed the rules and to count down
when we had our opponent in a hold. At least there were some security measures in place, I thought as I stepped onto
the platform I had been assigned to for my first fight. On the other side another woman stepped up. She was assessing
me like I did with her. My opponent looked trained and the way she looked at me showed intelligence. It wouldn’t be an
easy win. The signal sounded, marking the start of the fight. We slowly circled each other, not looking away. Both ready to
defend ourselves if necessary. She made the first move and charged at me. Keeping her centre of gravity low, bending
her upper body as she came at me. I understood she was trying to push me out of the fighting circle. I stepped to the
right and bent my left leg, pulling it slightly upward. My opponent did most of the work for me as her forward momento
drove her face into my knee.
“Fuck,” she growled and tried to stem the nosebleed with her hand. I made the next attack, hoping she would be
unfocused. She wasn’t and blocked my attack. Her nose stopped bleeding after a minute, but she looked feral with the
blood-streaked face and top. We continued to circle each other, trying to find an opening, making attacks to test the
other’s weak points. We were a good match as we seemed equal in strength and skill. It worried me as I didn’t want to
spend too much time on this fight. It was the first of hopefully many. I couldn’t afford to waste my energy. My opponent
attacked again, and I saw my opening. I sidestepped to the left, taking her off guard and as she tried to adjust her movement, I curled into a ball which had her torso move in over me. I rolled onto my back and her eyes grew bigger as
she realised what I was about to do, but she had no way to stop me. When she was above me, I kicked out with my feet. I
caught her in the stomach and sent her into a somersault. She landed on her back, on the ground outside of the circle. I
smiled as I got to my feet. I was announced as the winner. I walked up to my opponent and reached out my hand.
“Good fight,” I said. She shook my hand.
“Yeah, nice move. I didn’t consider someone would go down in order to win. I will remember it,” she told me.
mindlinked me when I walked
doing?’ I asked.
us. ‘Jake and Ramses are just starting theirs.’ We walked over to
a break before our second match as the first round matches were still
over and watch Jake,’ I told them. Me and Matilda headed over to where he
for Ramses. Jake was in better shape than I expected. His training had
without breaking a sweat.
I
‘Thank you,’ he said.’
of fights were tough. My opponents knew what they were
scrapes and bruises than I wanted to admit. The last opponent had
stood waiting
you okay?’ he asked as
I’ll survive,’ I told
latest fight and it’s starting to show that
I asked. He had a bruise on his cheek and
see.
over to the boards to have a
remarked as he read the name next to
don’t think I have met him,’
get along. He’s strong, but I think he
about to tell him again how much I hated
warriors of his old pack. I
everyone thought, but now I admitted to being
step out of the ring the second the
insisted. Mostly because I hated the thought of surrendering, not so
know they are not
won’t win anything if they go after me. It’s not like they
the last one,’ I said.
care anymore. They just want to cause harm to us.
the fight. This is not about you being strong or not. This is
as
‘Red.’
best I can
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