Sandra Holsten vs Saria Miyazaki: Enforcing The Law

Sandra winced as her purple-haired opponent retaliated with a quick uppercut to her jaw, the unexpected blow snapping her head backward. The force of the punch caught her off guard, and before she could regain her composure, another punch struck her square in the stomach. The impact drove the air out of her lungs, and Sandra doubled over, clutching her midsection.
As she struggled to catch her breath, Sandra couldn't help but feel a mixture of surprise and irritation. The initial exchange of kicks had given her a sense of control, but Saria's quick and decisive counterattack had turned the tables. The white-haired woman's mention of being fired from her job and the tone in her voice added an extra layer of tension to the situation. She had been fired from a job before, for being hostile. She surely must've had something big to hide, so busy the nosey woman she was—she considered investigating the woman's past later on, but for now, she had to keep her head in the game.
Gritting her teeth, Sandra straightened up, her purple hair falling over her face as she glared at Saria. The atmosphere in the ring had shifted, and Sandra realized she needed to be more cautious with her words and actions. The pain in her jaw and stomach served as a stark reminder that underestimating her opponent could have severe consequences.
Refocusing, Sandra adopted a more defensive stance, keeping an eye on Saria's movements, "Respect is something that's earned, buu. You're gonna have to do your worst."

Saria usually always unleashed her frustration through blows and did not show it through her expressions because otherwise she would appear weak and that she allowed herself to be influenced by her emotions, so those blows directed towards Sandra were no exception and without flinching at the moans and sighs of pain from her opponent, she simply looked at her while her purple-haired opponent retreated to gain distance, this was used by Saria to rub her stomach, which hurt, although it didn't seem like it, that had hurt but Saria had received stronger blows than That's because she worked her various shifts as a police officer and as a security guard in a prison, so being attacked by prisoners was Saria's daily life when she was a police officer, but since she was fired she felt great frustration that she just wanted to get out and unfortunately her Purple-haired opponent was making Saria's frustration come out in the form of ferocious punches.

Saria's gaze remains on her opponent, her orange eyes silently observed the purple-haired woman but upon hearing that comment from Sandra, that made Saria clench her fists in silent frustration, her purple-haired opponent did not know because of what Saria had gone through when she was a police officer and a security guard in a prison "well I have done worse things in prison with those idiotic prisoners..." She commented in a low voice, remembering many of the times that some prisoners disrespected her for being a woman, the consequences of disrespecting her were terrible for the prisoners and one or another tooth flying from her strong fists but that was not the point. Since Saria watched as her purple-haired opponent was in a defensive position, but the white-haired woman already had an idea of ​​how she could break Sandra's defensive position.

since she quickly ran towards where her green-eyed opponent was while she raised her arms to attack her, but when Saria was close to Sandra, she quickly crouched down and then wrapped her arms around Sandra's waist, and then she raised at her opponent and then running to a corner of the ring to make Sandra's back collide with the ring turnbuckles

Sandra had foreseen such a dirty move being thrown into play, the detective surprisingly many as she ducked under her grasp, and sent a clean uppercut towards the bottom of her chin to try and get a knockout. It was no secret that most in the underground scene were closer to grapplers than they were fighters. Of course, there were the people that threw punches, which, tended to be the standard, but she was far too familiar with what Saria had planned. She knew her defenses wouldn't protect her from everything, but it would give her opponent a false sense of security—as if she had the match in the bag. In all honesty, between the two, the fight seemed fairly even.
Sandra, in this case, was perhaps far better at predicting what Saria would do. After all, she knew pretty well how former officers fought, and, she did, indeed, know about her past already. It was in her nature to do an unhealthy amount of research on anyone she had an interest in. The two, though, both from similar fields and wanting to ultimately do right, were now here together in the ring, fighting for the sake of fighting. Saria could have given up now, and taken the money if she wanted to, but no, she surely had a reason other than that. She was visibly upset; which, made sense, as Sandra was taking her for a bit of a fool. She had no reason to feel threatened by the woman just yet, outside of her first attack from earlier. It had truly taken her by surprise, but now, she made sure to watch every little movement Saria made.
She wasn't going to be beaten; she wouldn't allow it for her debut. She had primarily come to take down Yona Giovanni, but she'd be lying if she said she didn't love wrestling and fighting on the side. She still had pent-up aggression from her younger years, yet she didn't lean towards being a heel like her suspect. She just wanted to blow some steam with a consenting party, and oh boy, she might've found a good catch with Saria. Not in terms of fighting, but that fiery spirit in her—it was so incredibly apparent and impossible to not notice.
"You seem upset; at this point, I'm a therapist on top of this detective stuff, so lay it on me~" She smugly remarked, shrugging her arms.