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"Ready or not, here I come!" James saw her take the last step she needed to get within striking distance of him. He watched in horror as he saw his opponent extend her right hand backwards in preparation for her knockout blow. He could do nothing as he stared almost blankly, her gloved fist hitting his face.

"Ughhh," he softly groaned. Unfortunately for him, Amy wasn't done. As soon as her right hand moved away from his face, her left followed in the onslaught. He was **** to take in punch after punch, his faint protests falling on deaf ears. She hit him with 6 punches before giving him a chance to rest, and he was almost out at this point.

"Well well well, look at the local boxing champion, being destroyed by this amateur girl," she said in a jokey fashion, indicating that as far as she was concerned, James was playing around with her and letting her get her shots in before actually starting the actual fight, truly a wonderful gentleman.

But the truth was that he was almost out and she would accidentally put him to sleep soon after.

"Here, maybe this can put you out of your misery!" She giggled as she delivered the vital blow, a brutal right-handed uppercut that finally slept him. She moved back and put her gloved hands on her hips as she surveyed him.

"Wow, I genuinely heard your brain rattle with that one," she said, amid even more giggles. Just then, he slid down to his knees in front of her, then fell face first at her feet, a defeated man.

"Oh," she said, with a hint of curiosity.