Reeling from that blow after a moment of neither getting the advantage, Jake lets loose a thunderous left cross... still appearing as if he wasn't trying his best on her. Or perhaps she really was elusive. Nonetheless, the crowd was getting impatient and even his manager at ringside was starting to bark orders at him. "Enough playing around with her, Jake. Finish this. She's not worth your Pay-Per-View effort! Get it done!"<br/><br/><em>Not worth that effort? Pfft. That's the whole damn point, you dumbass.</em><br/><br/>Although he was getting annoyed. He thought she would be effortless and didn't expect to give him this much trouble, even with partial effort. He's Jake Marsden! If he drags this on for much longer, people might actually find Yura's effort against him to be gallant. He remembered that the point of this was to put her in her place, as Simon ordered. Not make her even more of a star. This was beginning to have the potential to backfire if he didn't destroy her soon. Besides... it wasn't just his mission. Tapping that ass was going to be fun for everyone... maybe even her.<br/><br/>He grinned again, trying to bait and sap her with another set of jabs aimed for her chin.<br/><br/><br/>[Strike] Result: 13 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=77615) Miss!<br/>[Yura: Stamina 18/30 | Climax 20/20 | +2 DEF (19)]<br/>[Jake: Stamina 40/55 | Climax 29/34]