Deviation Actions
Description
The boxing ring vibrated with pulsating energy, the entire gym shook with each shattering blow dealt. The gauntlet laid down, all pretense set aside, the Ripper and the Nova Striker flew into each other repeatedly. A crescendo of punches slamming into faces and stomachs filled the room with the slick sound of leather forcefully meeting skin, accentuated by a symphony of fierce yells and agonized grunts. The slugfest only intensified as it went on, one woman’s head being thrown to one side from a brutal hook, only for her to blast back forward an instant later and return the favor on her opponent. Sweat, saliva and blood from both combatants splattered freely in every direction.
For a while, it seemed neither woman could gain the upper hand, as whenever one landed a swing or two, her opponent came right back, tilting the scale back in her direction. Jessica crashed a violent left hook into Valerie’s jaw. With clenched teeth, Valerie fired back, ramming a right hook into Jessica’s cheek. Though Jessica maintained slightly better ring positioning, Valerie managed to hold her own, neither woman giving up an inch of her foothold.
“Valerie! I won’t bow to you!” Jessica yelled at her rival, jolting the blonde's head and neck with another left hook.
Before she could say another intelligible word, Valerie cut her off with a stopping left straight to the nurse’s lips. “--ugk!”
“Rrgh…Hawke!” Valerie hollered back as she hammered Jessica’s face. “This ends here!”
After the vicious series of back-and-forth, both women were exasperated and panting heavily, standing on legs that were once powerful, but grew more tenuous by the second. There was a slight break in the onslaught as Valerie’s fist had taken a little more out of Jessica than she first thought. Her dark brown eyes hazy, she attempted to focus on Valerie while loading her arm to retaliate, but the Ripper used the remnants of her agility to close in, bringing with her a lethal right glove.
“Now FALL!” Valerie shouted, as she pulverized the Nova Striker’s jaw with a battering right hook.
“Nngh…” Jessica moaned as the paralegal’s glove connected flush, her fighting spirit beginning to drain out of her as her entire upper body twisted to the side.
