...Everything about it was beautiful: the balletic movement of her shoulders, her taut muscles straining as the blow lands against the resistance of the man's jaw. The trails of light from her smooth, drenched skin as the hot arena lights, along with the flashes of the reporters cameras, reflect off of her every motion. The explosion of sweat from the man's chiselled frame and disfigurement of his face. His neck swings round from the irresistable force.
For a split second, time almost stopped as the senses of all the patrons present processed the image they beheld, only for the deafening crowd and motion of the boxers to resume in an instant.... The fight continued...
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