min min knock out

Mac flew over the outstretched Arms, over her effective fighting space and right inside her range. He landed with one fist forward, coming down into a full force haymaker that crashed all the way across her face.

She staggered. He was in.

Mac would not give her a second to recover and reestablish her space. He turned to her and barraged her face with a lightning fast hail of fist. Power was not his primary objective, the only thing he wanted was to keep her off her toes and not give her a second to think. As each hit landed, Min Min had no recourse, she had no defense, and so the only thing she could do was step back. To try and get away from the flurry. For every step she took, Mac followed, until it was her heels on the edge of the ring.

This was it. Mac cocked back his fist for the hardest hit yet, one not meant to keep her off her toes, but to knock her off of them. One to the gut, he leaned so far into it that he was in trouble of tripping over the line himself.

She flew off her feet and landed outside the ring.

“I don’t believe it!” Mac was suddenly aware of all the people watching him again. “The eternal underdog clutches out another one! Is this a real run we’re seeing, folks? Could he go all the way?”

Mac paid no attention, he was punching at the air, still too energized to do anything but. He was breathing heavy but it was too cathartic, it felt good. He won, he got past it, he showed them, he won.

Round two down, two more to go.

- Chapter 57