Sofia Vez
I grimace, clutching the side of my waist as pain courses through me. My opponent, who happened to be a nineteen-year-old, stopped for a fraction of a second and then lunged forward to punch me again.
I dodge on time, then whirl around to elbow her under the chin. A yelp of pain leaves her lips.
“Time out!” Angela announced. I looked over to the girl, grimacing instantly at the sight of blood rolling down her mouth.
“I'm so sorry" I began to apologize but she waved her palm in front.
“I feel betrayed,” She says, wiping the blood off her chin then continues, “Man they said you were weak”
I frown at her.
“Never underestimate your opponent,” Angela remarks, stepping in between to check her wound.
“Not bad. You will heal in a few hours” She says before patting her on the bac
