Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28840227-20160812191420/@comment-24934423-20160823124206

Erva got into the southpaw stance as she waited, her own piercing gaze never releasing their target.

A Jinko rang the bell, starting the match.

It barely felt like a moment had passed, and the Amazoness was already in Luke's grill. Her left fist had come up from under his guard, and the next thing he knew, he was sailing through the air. What dumbfounded him most, though, was that his jaw didn't explode into agony; despite telling him not to, she was holding back.

This matchup was clearly unfair.