Yuma Sakurai vs Cicilia De'Reignhardt

Yuma connected with her hook and made sure her opponent knew that she could do some damage too.
Cicilia's taunt seemed like a weak attempt at shrugging off the power of Yuma's hooks, but it still managed to scratch on Yuma's ego a little bit.
"They will wear you down eventually, you stupid muscle head."
Her emerald green eyes looked for a hole in Cicilia's defense to plan out her next step. With lightning speed she darted forward and threw a feint left hook to her opponent's face and then attacked with a right hook to the bigger girl's ribs, before she finished her combo with a left uppercut to her chin. Thirsty for some blood she stayed in close, to which her trainer responded by shaking her head.
"What are you doing Yuma?"
But the tanned boxer did have a plan. She positioned herself in a way that Cicilia's large body was between her and the referee, to block the referee's vision and then used a elbow to cut Cicilia's right above her left eye.
"How about this one, bitch? Did that hurt?
There was some pent up frustration clearly audible in her words.