Open challenge

Sasha sucked in some air and than she tossed her self at Xerxan again, twisting her hip as she came in low, firing a left and a right low hook at him with short gasps to dig at his ribs.

Xerxan recovers enough to being one glove to block one of her hooks grunting alittle as her other connects as he tries to focus enough to drive a left hook of his own into her stomach angling it to go up along with a haymaker of his own to her face hoping to connect to knock some of the fight out of her.

The glove hit Sasha's chin, slipping on to plough over her lower lips. She gasped, her head snapping back with a small spray of blood and saliva. She reeled, dazzed, catching her balance by the ropes, gloves up and trying to look clear again.

Xerxan watched as his punch to her chin causes her to stagger to the ropes as he moves in recovered from her hard punch as he tries to throw a left hook then right hook to her kidneys while she is there dazed. If that works and she drops her guard on face he tries to throw one last hook to the side of her face to possibly send her down to the ring floor which he is sure wouldn't finish her off so soon unless he is wrong about his estimation of her stamina.