in the VIP section is my special guest. Whatever she wants you give to her. Make sure she is escorted to the banquet afterwards.”
“My pleasure.” The attendant walked off.
Hammer turned his focus back to the cage. He needed to clear his mind. He climbed in and waited for the Beastial to show up. It didn’t take that long.
Round One: The Beastial opened in a surprising southpaw, and landed a jab right away. He managed to take Hammer to the mat with a takedown immediately. Then the Beastial tried for a mounted guillotine, but Hammer threw the Beastial off him and got to his feet. Hammer took the Beastial in a clinch, but the referee separated them. Hammer landed an uppercut as the Beastial tried to get Hammer against the fence. The Beastial relented after Hammer landed a few hard elbows. Hammer twisted positions and managed to get the Beastial against the fence. The full species fought to get out of Hammer’s hold. He tried to crack Hammer with a hard knee but Hammer was a Biclops halfsie, it would take more than that. The Beastial jabbed and kicked until he was finally off the fence. The bell rang out announcing the end of the first round. Both fighters went to opposite sides of the cage.
*****
Molly had winced with every hit that Hammer took. She closed her eyes only to open them quickly to see what was happening next. She breathed a sigh of relief when the first round finally ended. She knew Hammer would be sporting quite a few bruises. How did he do this every fight night? Before she had time to adjust and settle her nerves, the bell rang for the next round.
*****
Round Two: Hammer took an outside leg kick from the Beastial. He growled at the male and they both traded leg kicks. He jabbed at the Beastial to no avail, which had him flaring with anger. The Beastial used his abilities to enlarge his body. He was now about the same size as Hammer. Hammer smiled. This was what he wanted. The sooner the Beastial drew on his Beastial strength, the sooner he could tire him out. With renewed vigor, Hammer traded kicks with the Beastial. Two left jabs from the Beastial found their mark. A returned jab from Hammer set the Beastial backwards. Another jab. And another. The Beastial was eating shot after shot from Hammer, but they clinched and hit the fence in a hold. The referee temporarily halted the fight and the two had to separate. The Beastial tried to press on Hammer giving him a right hand. Hammer just barely missed the quick kick sent his way. The bell rang ending round two. Hammer watched the Beastial breathing heavy as he went back to his side of the cage. Hopefully the Beastial would tire soon.
*****
Molly had been on the edge of her seat with that last round. Hammer was taking a lot of hits. She didn’t know why he didn’t lay the other guy out on his ass. No one was stronger than Hammer. What the hell? Why was she so bloodthirsty all of a sudden? She just didn’t want to see Hammer get hurt any further. Damn it, where was the bell?
The bell rang and Molly scooted to the edge of her seat, deciding she needed to make sure Hammer would be okay. It had nothing to do with the anticipation of what was going to happen in the round. None at all.
*****
Round Three: Both fighters missed a lot trying to counter each other. Hammer scored with a jab—the Beastial scored with a knee—Hammer countered left. Good left hook from the Beastial. Good jab by Hammer. Nice left hook from Hammer. Counter left from the Beastial and a right. The Beastial was doing a lot of pressuring. He was using his enhanced Beastial strength to apply right hand scores against Hammer. The Beastial opened up and scored. Hammer was getting winded. The biggest downfall for a Cyclops or a Biclops was their stamina. They could get tired easily. The Beastial used an arm drag to stand. Hammer tried to press the Beastial into the fence with a minute left. The bell rung out.
Hammer went to his corner, grabbed the towel handed to him and wiped the
“My pleasure.” The attendant walked off.
Hammer turned his focus back to the cage. He needed to clear his mind. He climbed in and waited for the Beastial to show up. It didn’t take that long.
Round One: The Beastial opened in a surprising southpaw, and landed a jab right away. He managed to take Hammer to the mat with a takedown immediately. Then the Beastial tried for a mounted guillotine, but Hammer threw the Beastial off him and got to his feet. Hammer took the Beastial in a clinch, but the referee separated them. Hammer landed an uppercut as the Beastial tried to get Hammer against the fence. The Beastial relented after Hammer landed a few hard elbows. Hammer twisted positions and managed to get the Beastial against the fence. The full species fought to get out of Hammer’s hold. He tried to crack Hammer with a hard knee but Hammer was a Biclops halfsie, it would take more than that. The Beastial jabbed and kicked until he was finally off the fence. The bell rang out announcing the end of the first round. Both fighters went to opposite sides of the cage.
*****
Molly had winced with every hit that Hammer took. She closed her eyes only to open them quickly to see what was happening next. She breathed a sigh of relief when the first round finally ended. She knew Hammer would be sporting quite a few bruises. How did he do this every fight night? Before she had time to adjust and settle her nerves, the bell rang for the next round.
*****
Round Two: Hammer took an outside leg kick from the Beastial. He growled at the male and they both traded leg kicks. He jabbed at the Beastial to no avail, which had him flaring with anger. The Beastial used his abilities to enlarge his body. He was now about the same size as Hammer. Hammer smiled. This was what he wanted. The sooner the Beastial drew on his Beastial strength, the sooner he could tire him out. With renewed vigor, Hammer traded kicks with the Beastial. Two left jabs from the Beastial found their mark. A returned jab from Hammer set the Beastial backwards. Another jab. And another. The Beastial was eating shot after shot from Hammer, but they clinched and hit the fence in a hold. The referee temporarily halted the fight and the two had to separate. The Beastial tried to press on Hammer giving him a right hand. Hammer just barely missed the quick kick sent his way. The bell rang ending round two. Hammer watched the Beastial breathing heavy as he went back to his side of the cage. Hopefully the Beastial would tire soon.
*****
Molly had been on the edge of her seat with that last round. Hammer was taking a lot of hits. She didn’t know why he didn’t lay the other guy out on his ass. No one was stronger than Hammer. What the hell? Why was she so bloodthirsty all of a sudden? She just didn’t want to see Hammer get hurt any further. Damn it, where was the bell?
The bell rang and Molly scooted to the edge of her seat, deciding she needed to make sure Hammer would be okay. It had nothing to do with the anticipation of what was going to happen in the round. None at all.
*****
Round Three: Both fighters missed a lot trying to counter each other. Hammer scored with a jab—the Beastial scored with a knee—Hammer countered left. Good left hook from the Beastial. Good jab by Hammer. Nice left hook from Hammer. Counter left from the Beastial and a right. The Beastial was doing a lot of pressuring. He was using his enhanced Beastial strength to apply right hand scores against Hammer. The Beastial opened up and scored. Hammer was getting winded. The biggest downfall for a Cyclops or a Biclops was their stamina. They could get tired easily. The Beastial used an arm drag to stand. Hammer tried to press the Beastial into the fence with a minute left. The bell rung out.
Hammer went to his corner, grabbed the towel handed to him and wiped the
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