<strong>Susan Cochrane<br/>At the illegal pitfights</strong><br/>John seemed to consider her offer.<br/><em>Behind them, the black fighter was pounding the other. One of his kneestrikes was so strong, that although the boy managed to put his thigh in front of his groin, he let out a weak shriek. And then the other sunk an uppercut in his stomach as well, throwing him back.<br/>A left-right combo at his face made the stronger one release the boy in order to throw his arms up in defence. He even managed to catch the right, and the left probably didn't carry enough power to injure him.<br/></em>John half turned to look at them, raising a hand to show he's thinking.<em><br/>The black fighter simply resumed the pounding, despite the boy attempting to make him play more of a ring game. It was obvious by now that both were some kind of kickboxers. Either way, the next three kicks were to the thighs, rapidly exchanged, and the white guy seemed to hesitate, after the second one hit almost exactly the same spot. Which allowed the black guy to hit his other thigh as well, close to the knee.<br/>The boy seemed to start limping.</em><br/>"Good, doctora!", he assured her. "You've got a fair fee!"<br/>And he waved to one of his helpers.<br/>"Hey, Ricardo! Throw them the sticks before Beast has finished off the white pussie!"