Respect

They traded blows, each strike more powerful than the last.

Emir's strength was waning, his muscles were burning with fatigue, and his mental energy was draining.

He ducked under one of her punches and landed a hard uppercut to her jaw.

"Ugh!"

She stumbled back, dazed.

Emir followed up with a roundhouse kick to her head, causing her to roll on the ground across the room.

"Hoooooh...."

He took a moment to catch his breath, wiping the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.

As she got up from the ground, she lunged at him with a series of quick jabs and kicks.

He dodged and blocked as best he could, but she was relentless.

Raven's movements were fluid, like water, and he struggled to keep up, especially now that his mental energy was almost running out.

A punch landed hard in his gut, causing him to stagger back and gasp for air.

"Gah!"