fight. He turned to face the full Beastial. Beastials were the second largest species that Maxim had met so far. The current GCFA male champion, Rage, was a Beastial halfise. Beastials were known for being extremely aggressive. Not only were they really strong, but their bodies also grew larger in size when they were angry or turned on . Maxim was up against a very tough opponent, but he would take him down. For Alona.
*****
This round was fast paced. The crowd got into it, cheering and booing. There were many of Maxim’s fans cheering for him, but Maxim wasn’t paying any attention to the crowd. He concentrated on his opponent. The Beastial hadn’t used any of his Beastial strength yet. He had practiced quite a bit with Rage so he knew this tactic. The goal was to tire out their opponent by regular means, then use the Beastial strength to come in for the knockout. Good thing Maxim was expecting this. He limited his own hits, prolonging the match the way Rage and Hammer had been trying to teach him.
Maxim took a right cross. He sent an oblique kick at the Beastial. He tried for takedown, but the Beastial was expecting it. They clinched and held on to each other in the middle of the cage. Maxim could tell that the Beastial was on the verge of shifting his size when the bell rang to end the second round. The Beastial wouldn’t release him so he kept hold of his opponent. The referee, a mechanical arm with a camera attached, came over and broke them apart.
“Are you okay?” Alona asked him as he came over to their corner.
He checked with his IO chip. “All my vitals are fine, though my oxygen level is a little depleted.”
She laughed. “That must be why your breathing is so heavy.”
Maxim glared down at her, but he made an effort to calm his breathing. “When we do the next round, let me take the lead.”
“You are not going to fight both of them by yourself. I’m your partner! You have to learn to accept that and deal with it. There has to be trust, Maxim.” She didn’t have time to say anything else. The next round was about to start and she needed to get her mind in fighting mode.
The third round started out normally. They tag teamed for a bit. Maxim would fight the Beastial then the Beastial would tag his partner and Maxim would tag her. Then she would fight the Sorian. She was definitely out of breath after the third round and her ribs were sensitive.
The fourth round was even more excruciating. She took a flying superman shot from the Sorian. She knew her visit with the healers would be a lot longer that night. She came too close to where the men were fighting and paid for it when the Beastial grabbed her ponytail and held her still so that the Sorian could land a left jab to her body.
Maxim was furious with the Beastial and landed a few uppercuts and a strategic knee. Alona concentrated on letting the Sorian tire herself out. Her biggest concern was making sure not to get caught up in the middle of one of the Sorian’s wind tunnels. That was a dangerous position to be in because the wind tunnel could suck up her oxygen. She also needed to conserve as much of her energy as she could.
By the end of the fourth round, all four opponents were limping back to their corners. The Beastial had already enlarged his body and she could see that he was losing his size little by little. Maxim was wearing him down. All they needed was to pin one of the opponents. It didn’t matter who, it just took pinning or knocking one of them out for the match to be over.
Round five began and Alona was determined to keep the Sorian off balance. She really felt that it was up to her. Maxim and the Beastial were too closely matched in strength. If she wanted to end this match, she needed to take the Sorian down.
The Sorian wasn’t going down without a fight. Unfortunately for her, she wasn’t as strong as Alona. They clinched in the center while the men were pressed against the fence. The Sorian tried to land an elbow
*****
This round was fast paced. The crowd got into it, cheering and booing. There were many of Maxim’s fans cheering for him, but Maxim wasn’t paying any attention to the crowd. He concentrated on his opponent. The Beastial hadn’t used any of his Beastial strength yet. He had practiced quite a bit with Rage so he knew this tactic. The goal was to tire out their opponent by regular means, then use the Beastial strength to come in for the knockout. Good thing Maxim was expecting this. He limited his own hits, prolonging the match the way Rage and Hammer had been trying to teach him.
Maxim took a right cross. He sent an oblique kick at the Beastial. He tried for takedown, but the Beastial was expecting it. They clinched and held on to each other in the middle of the cage. Maxim could tell that the Beastial was on the verge of shifting his size when the bell rang to end the second round. The Beastial wouldn’t release him so he kept hold of his opponent. The referee, a mechanical arm with a camera attached, came over and broke them apart.
“Are you okay?” Alona asked him as he came over to their corner.
He checked with his IO chip. “All my vitals are fine, though my oxygen level is a little depleted.”
She laughed. “That must be why your breathing is so heavy.”
Maxim glared down at her, but he made an effort to calm his breathing. “When we do the next round, let me take the lead.”
“You are not going to fight both of them by yourself. I’m your partner! You have to learn to accept that and deal with it. There has to be trust, Maxim.” She didn’t have time to say anything else. The next round was about to start and she needed to get her mind in fighting mode.
The third round started out normally. They tag teamed for a bit. Maxim would fight the Beastial then the Beastial would tag his partner and Maxim would tag her. Then she would fight the Sorian. She was definitely out of breath after the third round and her ribs were sensitive.
The fourth round was even more excruciating. She took a flying superman shot from the Sorian. She knew her visit with the healers would be a lot longer that night. She came too close to where the men were fighting and paid for it when the Beastial grabbed her ponytail and held her still so that the Sorian could land a left jab to her body.
Maxim was furious with the Beastial and landed a few uppercuts and a strategic knee. Alona concentrated on letting the Sorian tire herself out. Her biggest concern was making sure not to get caught up in the middle of one of the Sorian’s wind tunnels. That was a dangerous position to be in because the wind tunnel could suck up her oxygen. She also needed to conserve as much of her energy as she could.
By the end of the fourth round, all four opponents were limping back to their corners. The Beastial had already enlarged his body and she could see that he was losing his size little by little. Maxim was wearing him down. All they needed was to pin one of the opponents. It didn’t matter who, it just took pinning or knocking one of them out for the match to be over.
Round five began and Alona was determined to keep the Sorian off balance. She really felt that it was up to her. Maxim and the Beastial were too closely matched in strength. If she wanted to end this match, she needed to take the Sorian down.
The Sorian wasn’t going down without a fight. Unfortunately for her, she wasn’t as strong as Alona. They clinched in the center while the men were pressed against the fence. The Sorian tried to land an elbow
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