[She presses her fingers to her lips, hiding a smile, and keeps watching the show. Their fighter does rise again, stumbling to his feet.
There's a bit more parrying after that: he slips this way and that, dodging those massive fists, but he's starting to flag. His opponent realizes it too; he straightens up, growing lax as he watches the other dart around. All it'll take is one more punch, he'll just wait until their fighter is exhausted--
Except, of course, that was precisely what their fighter was waiting for. In one quick movement he's darted in, landing an uppercut that leaves the crowd wincing. Down goes the opponent, and Rosalind sits up, smiling in satisfaction.]
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There's a bit more parrying after that: he slips this way and that, dodging those massive fists, but he's starting to flag. His opponent realizes it too; he straightens up, growing lax as he watches the other dart around. All it'll take is one more punch, he'll just wait until their fighter is exhausted--
Except, of course, that was precisely what their fighter was waiting for. In one quick movement he's darted in, landing an uppercut that leaves the crowd wincing. Down goes the opponent, and Rosalind sits up, smiling in satisfaction.]
Well done.