Lena's expression flickered, just for a moment, but she masked it quickly. She lunged forward, feinting a jab before pivoting into a devastating right hook. Jack ducked under it, countering with a stiff uppercut that snapped Lena's head back.
The crowd erupted, sensing the shift in momentum.
Victor's voice rang out. "That's it, Jack! Make her chase you. Punish her when she overcommits!"
Jack nodded subtly, adjusting his stance. He couldn't match Lena's speed, but he could make her speed work against her. He started throwing feints, testing her reactions. Each time she darted in, he slipped just enough to avoid the full impact, landing a counterstrike in return.
Lena gritted her teeth as Jack's strategy began to take shape. She launched into a blurstep combo, landing a brutal body kick and a sharp elbow to his guard. But this time, Jack was ready. He absorbed the blows, then timed a perfect low kick that buckled Lena's lead leg.