Entering the arena I notice something that shouldn't be there, Red. Why was she standing in the arena? No one from the penitentiary wing should be allowed in here other than the participants in the match. The bitch in a box must have okayed this or else she would be escorted out of here while she was trying to get in.

Well, I guess I could see why she would be here in case Carnie goes carnal again. Red is the best suited to stop her since Carnie's main weapon doesn't affect her in any way other than making her look sexier.

"Step up to the platform so that the match may begin."

The more I hear it, the more I hate it. Fuck her and her obnoxious voice. I make my way up to the platform keeping my eyes locked on Carnie who was shadow-boxing for some reason?

I should probably leave my shirt on so it doesn't look like I'm showboating, plus, I kinda feel a little awkward taking my shirt off in front of all these people. The room is almost as packed as my first fight with Red. During that fight taking off my shirt was part of my plan but now all it would do is give me a slight edge. Carnie still doesn't have her nails so she won't shred my shirt and she is wearing one so it would only be fair that I do the same.

Walking a few feet into that platform I stop and ready myself. I purposely left a good amount of distance between us but she will likely close it in a second.

Carnie stops her shadow boxing and looks me up and down, "Oh so you think you've gotten good enough where you don't need to take off your shirt? That's cute!"

That's not what I meant at all but no point in arguing with her now. I've improved a lot both physically and skill-wise so I hope I can take her. No, I can take her! With this step, I'll be closer to killing that mother fucker not only because I'm better but it will prove to Carnie that I'll be useful in her escape attempt. Even if I don't choose that path I could still get her to snatch the information for me by lying to her. This will be a win on two fronts so I have to take it.

I activate my base perception. It was a good idea to keep it off while I recovered so I would have all the energy I needed for this fight. I can't let anything hold me back and ruin this opportunity!

"The match will now begin."

Carnie smiled while slamming a fist into the palm of her hand, "Alright bad boy, now we decide who fucks who!"

As much as I don't like the way young kids talk I really wish she would talk the way she looked. What are people going to think and why hasn't anybody said anything about it? Have they all just accepted this?!

Carnie speeds forwards as she finishes her sentence. Her hands remained closed so I don't think she will go for a grab, definitely a punch. She cocks an arm back as if winding up for a punch. Carnie doesn't give a tell like that unless she's carnal so this must be a feint. I ignore the arm and in doing so notice her other one. She's throwing a jab!

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While jumping back I realize I can't move out of the way in time so I throw a shot of my own. A hook that connects with the back of her elbow. With a normal person, something like this would break the person's arm but not her. Hell, it could break her arm and I would never know unless it was obvious, her pain tolerance is crazy! It must be a side effect of her ability, like me. My hook successfully diverts the jab away from my face and with my view cleared I can see her original arm that was winding up, it wasn't a bluff. She had used it to divert my attention, or so I thought, but that jab must have been to get my attention away from her heavy blow.

Fuck if I was a little further back I could front kick her to stop it from connecting with me, dammit, fuck this!

I kick my leg in an upwards arch and it connects solidly in between her legs. The force of it causes her whole body to raise up while I lean back for the kick. with the two happening simultaneously it puts enough distance that her smaller arms can't reach me. I then grab the arm that was supposed to strike me and pull down on it. My leg lifting her up and my hand pulling her down cause her to spin so now her head was lower than her hips.

She slams into the ground head first and I feel a tight sensation around my leg, "If you wanted to play with it you should have said so!"

Looking down with my eyes I see Carnie smiling, seeming to be unfazed by being dropped onto her head. The sensation in my leg grows as her legs wrap tighter and tighter around mine. I jump off my back leg that I was balancing on and land on her head with it. I hear yells muffled by my foot come from her. I doubt the pain was causing her to yell out, it's more plausible that she's just that pissed off from someone having the audacity to step on her face.

Her legs let go of mine and kick towards me. I throw myself back as they connect with me and launch me off of her. I only land a few feet away mostly because of the amount of force I put into throwing myself back so the blow wouldn't do too much damage. However that was unnecessary because it doesn't look like she could generate much force from her position, but at least my leg is free.

I land on my back but quickly roll to my feet. Carnie stands up wiping the blood away from her nose and resetting its place.

"You MOTHER FUCKER! You think you can step on my face!"

I knew she would be pissed by that, I might as well have spat in her face. It's around the same level of disrespect.

She glides towards me with her graceful movements. I look at her, watching for the slightest tell of what she was going to do.

There's, nothing!

Boom, she slams her body right into me, she hadn't even turned to put her shoulder forward before the collision. Though she was small I was hit with enough force to throw me to the side of her easily, I stood no chance of stopping her even if I had been trying to. She must have taken a page out of Red's playbook to throw me off. While I'm airborne she grabs my shirt, I grabbed her arm that was holding me and grabbed her shirt.

Even with her strength, she can't change the difference in our weights. I move my legs out of the way and let my body fall straight to the ground. With only one arm she had no chance of holding me in the air so she gets pulled with me, or rather over me. I use the momentum of my fall to swing her over me, off her feet, and onto her head. While the last time I had basically just dropped her on her head this time I put force behind it, slamming her on her head.