Rusqits and Jexica fight with all their might, and the sound of knuckles hitting flesh fills the arena.
Rusqits and Jexica were locked together, struggling against each other. Both fighters had been hit hard several times throughout the fight, and blood stained the ground where they stood.
Rusqits stood tall and proud, her body covered in wounds, but her eyes glinted with victory.
"the winner is... Rusqits!"
The crowd roared, cheering for Rusqits.
"And the loser... Jexica!"
Rusqits, as if in a daze, lifted her arms in the air, basking in the attention of the crowd. Jexica slumped to the ground, defeated.
"What a battle! A true testament to the skill and determination of both fighters!"
The commentator cheered his excitement at the end of the match.
"Our judges have deliberated, and the result is unanimous. Our winner is... Rusqits!"
