Open challenge by some little Mauler

Anya held her own guard up, panting softly so her abs twitched now and then, giving tiny splashes of sweat. She would sidestep the straight with a wild dodge to the right, trying to move in close suddenly and swing a rising blow to the navel at the open Sasha

The little kid, still in her full swing, her eyes widening with surprise and frustration, was carried into the brutal counter by her own momentum.As she tried to shift weight she was hit, the fist ploughing into Sasha's guts.
Sasha's mouth jumped open with a sillent scream of pain, the girl's mouth guard falling out with a spray of blood, bile and saliva, the kid was hooked on the fist, hammered from her feet as it pulverized her abs.
Sasha's air was driven from her lungs and dark dots danced across her view.

Anya's eyes flashed fiercely at the sign of the girl's weakness, delivering a cross with her other hand to bash her across her shocked face and look to floor the shorter youngster

Sasha was helpless, not even on her own feet as she hung on the other fist of her opponent, mouth wide open, eyes too. Sasha gasped still as the cross-strike hammered into her face.
The blow did hit with a loud smack and the kid's head snapped aside with a spray of blood, sweat and saliva.
She was ripped free from the fist in her guts and flung to the ground, hitting the hard mat after a short flight.
She slumped down, groaning and shaking. It was an embaressing pose, shoulders down and on her knee's her small butt in the white cotton undies sticking up.
Blood and saliva drolled from a little mouth as she saw her moutpiece one meter away from her.

Anya shook her glove carelessly, whipping blood and sweat from it as the referee stepped up, counting off as Anya lowered her gloves to rest a bit, not smiling nor frowning at her clobbered foe in her elite businesslike approach to her violence.

The ref girl stepped closer and finaly started counting.
"One, two, three..."hrus
Sasha groaned, trying to drag her self to her feet, rolling around, finaly dangling on all fours befor she pressed her self upward, blood drooling from her mouth.
"four..five"
As the count reached five Sasha was up again, the little fighter wiped her face with the back of her right glove, smeering sweat, blood and a single tear.
She turned at her opponent as the Ref was checking her.
The ref girl finaly opened the ring again, Sasha putting up her guard.

Anya scowled seriously at the runt girl, raising her gloves in guard but moving in close rapidly. She'd try throwing fast jabs shot at her face when she was close enough to be well within reach of the smaller fighter, trying to batter the already beaten girl with more rattling blows

Sasha tried to dodge and bobb, her body waving as she tried to sell her skin dearly with all the will and determination a girl her age could muster. She took two hard hits, one jab ploughing across her left cheek and eye..then she gasped under a heavy hit.
It had hammered to her nose, painfully and making her dizzy for a moment.
Sasha made a halfstep sideward, raising her guard to guard her aching face, the kid was badly bloodied.
Pain, pain every where but she tried to remind her self that:/Pain is only weakness leaving your body/

It was a desperate situation and Sasha tried to aim a good hard left cross to her opponent's chest as one of those jabs stung to her guard hard.

Anya took no glee in what she did, but was proud of her violent handiwork on her. Not so much confident as especially aggressive now, Sasha managed to land her next jab as the little one's glove smashed across her breast, making Anya wince and cry out, backing up and losing some of her balance at the quickly stinging sensation in her tit

Sasha, feeling her fist hit flesh and glands, tried to press her attack, lunging forth at her opponent. Sasha tried to duck low, curling up a bit with her head lowered between her shoulders to hide it as she tried to get past and into the young woman's guard.
There the kid pressed her left foot into the mat of the ring and the tried to swing her self into a merciless right upper cut toward the guts with all the strenght she could muster.
Sasha tried to deal some damage, trying to show the strange but hard fighter that she could box too.