MBC - Amy vs Silver - Round 2

Amy moved back to her corner, holding her stomach a bit as she sat down. She had been rather cocky in that first round, and it came back to bite her in the end. Silver was a novice, but that first round at least gave her something. Silver didn't know how to take punches yet. He could hold his own against weaker punches, but when it came to blows that could do damage, he would freeze up and flinch. She would have to take advantage of that to do most of her damage. So, she simply had to do what she did best. Get in close and wail on him.
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Only a few seconds had passed since the bell rang, but already, Amy was showing a change in disposition. A missed left Straight from Silver left him wide open to a left uppercut to his chest. There was a loud smack that could be heard throughout the arena, only strengthening the impact of the blow. He let out a loud cough, and his lungs suddenly felt as though they were burning. Wooziness overtook him, and he stumbled back. It was time to close in.
Amy followed up with a left hook to Silver's head to finish him off, but he still had the sense to dodge it, even if he did so a lot more sluggishly. While Silver was focused on recovering, she was focusing on doing whatever she could to finish him off...or at least, show she had no reservations in doing so. She followed up with a right upper towards his chin, which was blocked, and then followed up with a right hook to his stomach, which he swayed away from. Another straight to his chest, however, once again added on to the pain and confusion. He began feeling much dizzier, and his breath shortened. He needed to figure out something quick...so he decided to throw a right jab towards Amy's bosom. She blocked, naturally, but gave him a look so angry he felt like he had hit his mark anyways. He followed up with a left jab towards her head, almost as if trying to change the subject with his punches instead. Amy once again blocked it, before firing back with a left hook to her opponent's jaw. He swayed back once more, using his distance to try and land a sniping left jab on her head...but his distance was to his disadvantage, as any impact it had subsided once it reached her, instead only offering up a slight tingling sensation as it hit her arms instead.
Amy then threw a right hook towards Silver's midsection once more. She was getting a bit impatient, and although she hated to admit it, Silver was completely controlling the pace of this round. She wondered if he figured out he'd just have to dodge and block where he could and try to tire her out instead...but if that was the case, she wasn't about to be made a fool out of. She followed up with a right straight to his stomach, but he dodged that too, using his momentum to counter with a right jab towards her chest once more, which was blocked once again. This time, she retaliated straight away with a left upper towards his head. He swung back, but the blow nearly glanced him. He took a step back and looked at Amy nervously before stepping back in. He didn't quite understand, but there was probably a reason she was getting so angry when he did that...and it was in his best interest to stop it before she took his head off.
Instead, he opted to go just for her head and stomach now. At least, until he was sure he could get back at her for drilling into his chest so many times. He fired off a left upper towards Amy's stomach, but she swayed back, and tilting her body, countered with a left jab towards his head. Silver, in turn, dodged the jab and fired off a right jab towards Amy's nose. She raised her arms to block but pulled back once she saw a left upper coming for her stomach. It narrowly missed, but now things were picking up. The pace of the match was shifting in her favor, and she threw a left upper towards Silver's torso once more, desperate to do some damage to him once more. He dodged, however, and was preparing to counter before he saw a left jab aimed for his stomach flying out. He blocked at the last second and moved his arms up to guard his chest as Amy followed up with a right jab. Silver finally retaliated with a right jab flying towards Amy's midsection, which was promptly blocked and countered with a right jab of her own towards Silver's chest. He blocked it as well but grunted as the force of the blow surprised him. Amy then followed up with a left hook to Silver's head. He swayed inward, getting close to Amy, and that was all she saw before her vision was obscured by leather, and then the sky as her head popped back, sending a string of saliva into the air. Her arms lowered for a moment and she stumbled back. It was only a step, but any hope she had of taking back this round had shattered then and there. Silver closed in as her head returned to its default position, but by this point, she was only interested in stopping his advance. She threw a right hook towards his torso once more, which he dodged again. He fired back with a right uppercut to Amy's stomach. She barely dodged it, her vision still blurry and her senses dulled by that blow. She retaliated with a left straight to his stomach, which was blocked and then countered with a left hook to Amy's torso. She dodged it narrowly...and then the bell rang.