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After four bone rattling rounds that produced ugly blues on their legs, and nasty looking purples on their cores and arms... two tired but hell bent warriors clashed for one final round to see just how far one girl can come in a little less than half a year. Erin's fists had kept that elusive head dancing above a contorting body that was expending precious energy, and building up an irritating stfiness in her lower back and her abdomen from the constant twisting and bending. The knees Erin's slammed into that ripped core weren't helping Irin much either. How Erin was standing on her mis-colored legs was the champion's guess. Breaking out of a clinch that had shoved two more knees into her softening gut, Irin's legs cracked hot over the backs of two joints that were ready to cave into each other. Scalding pain brought Erin's gloves away from her head which she'd kept away from the mini terminator for the majority of the fight. Yet, this muay thai legend knew what to do with that pretty face fully exposed. *NOW* A scything right roundhouse warped the air it traveled through to send a paralyzing current of lightning into the girl's nervous system. In that moment, Irin Lee snatched victory from a girl that had only gotten serious about muay thai four months ago. *She's getting good... fast! Too good? I can still take her.* "Sleep tight, Erin."

's Erin Milanna takes a brutal kick from 's Irin.

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After four bone rattling rounds that produced ugly blues on their legs, and nasty looking purples on their cores and arms... two tired but hell bent warriors clashed for one final round to see just how far one girl can come in a little less than half a year. Erin's fists had kept that elusive head dancing above a contorting body that was expending precious energy, and building up an irritating stfiness in her lower back and her abdomen from the constant twisting and bending. The knees Erin's slammed into that ripped core weren't helping Irin much either. How Erin was standing on her mis-colored legs was the champion's guess. Breaking out of a clinch that had shoved two more knees into her softening gut, Irin's legs cracked hot over the backs of two joints that were ready to cave into each other. Scalding pain brought Erin's gloves away from her head which she'd kept away from the mini terminator for the majority of the fight. Yet, this muay thai legend knew what to do with that pretty face fully exposed. *NOW* A scything right roundhouse warped the air it traveled through to send a paralyzing current of lightning into the girl's nervous system. In that moment, Irin Lee snatched victory from a girl that had only gotten serious about muay thai four months ago. *She's getting good... fast! Too good? I can still take her.* "Sleep tight, Erin."

's Erin Milanna takes a brutal kick from 's Irin.

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