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Hulin had suffered a humiliating defeat in the elimination rounds, and at the hands of a woman, no less. The teenaged boy rubbed the back of his head in annoyance when, as he was walking into the ring, he saw that his opponent this round was also a girl. He struck his fists together, the brass knuckles that adorned them clicking together loudly. There was no way he was going easy on his opponent now.

When the gong was struck, Hulin leapt forward, closing the distance between them in mere seconds. As one brass-fortified fist rose for the first punch, he found himself smiling.

*Forgot to roll*

[Total: 7 + 8 = 15 / 30]

It didn't work! Nivy had hoped for the best. But she lacked in brute strength and when he pulled his arm free to go for his attacked she was unable to free her hands quick enough to try any real type of block. “I don’t know!” She shouted at him. Her hands with the scarf lowered but his fist made contact and she stumbled back from the force, doubling over from the initial shock and pain.

The scarf hit the ground, the girls face had cringed from the blows. She rubbed at her middle before pulled a couple of daggers from her waist line and she quickly snapped her wrists to throw the daggers at him. She turned sideways to try and make a small target but she wasn’t able to stand up straight after that. Withdrawing another couple of daggers looking over to see if either of the other two had enough force behind them to do any type of damage to him. Maybe if she just ran away from him? She was a quick runner… The image of herself running circles around the ring with him chasing her was sad. No, he wouldn’t even run after her!

“Oh man…” She coughed a hand moving back to her stomach. Trying to make sure that she didn’t accidentally cut herself.

[Total: 9 + 7 + 8 = 24 / 30]

Oh no… She stopped paying attention to him. Now he was moving in the kill. Well so to speak. Before she knew it, he had kicked out her leg and she was walling backwards… It would to much an exaggeration to her feet went over her head, but it was damn near close. Her back hit the ground squarely as her skirt fluttered lightly before the weight of her dropped it down. “Ouf~” She coughed, the wind being knocked out of her. The dusted flew up around her and she closed her eyes. The sun suddenly felt so bright that her eyes began to water. That was that, there was no recovering from this.

Regardless she had to see the silver lining. This was a good learning experience. The male had gone into the ankle lock and she just stopped moving, there wasn’t anything left to fight. She gave it her all, but without the proper training she couldn’t compare to the other fighters.

“Good effort.” She stated, for herself mostly, but to her opponent as well. It wasn’t anything personal, it was just a tournament.


[Total: 6 + 9 + 7 + 8 = 30 / 30]