A Dame in His Corner
Publisher: Darque Taboo Press
The sleek blond fighter bobbed low under his opponent's wild right cross and slammed a short powerful left to the belly.
The other grunted and doubled over. The eyes bulged in surprise and pain. Thick white liquid squirted from the nose and sprayed on the blonde's heavily muscled arm.
The opponent's head was snapped around by a brutal right to the lower jaw. He fell sideways. The crowd shouted and stood up.
The tall blond went to a corner and waited. He stood quietly and watched the other fighter squirm and gag for air on the dirty canvas.
The referee counted, "... three... four... five..."