MBC - Amy vs Silver - Round 1 (Patreon)

The introductions were done and over with, and now all that remained was the fight. Amy sat on a stool in the red corner and watched Silver preparing in the blue. She was surprised just how analytical Sally was...if she was that good, it was a wonder how she had been taken down relatively early in their last match. Silver tried keeping himself loose and limber but he was incredibly nervous. Moreso to the point of anxiety than anything else.

Now wasn't the time to focus on that though. She'd just have to let his actions in the ring speak for themselves.
The bell rang, and the two shuffled towards each other.

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30 seconds had passed, although it felt much longer. Silver wasn't a weakling by any means, but it was becoming apparent he lacked experience. The first thirty seconds of the match was a bit of a back and forth, and both fighters did a good job of dodging or blocking each other's attacks. However, Amy's next blow slipped into the cracks of his defense, and without a way out, he flinched as the blow reached his chest. He let out a small cough and took a step back as he tried to compose himself. Amy followed up with a right straight towards his head, which he had the foresight to block instead of just standing there. A left jab followed, which he dodged.

The two circled one another before Silver decided to go on the offense. He threw a left straight towards the female hedgehog's stomach, which let out a dull thud as it collided against her guard. He followed up with a right hook towards her head, which once again was blocked. Amy retorted with a left straight towards his chest, which he dodged, but the pressure of having to adapt was steadily building.

Silver tried his hand at a left jab towards Amy's stomach, which once again met her guard...but the blow might as well have been a lovetap as far as she was concerned. The right upper that followed on the other hand finally did some damage as it also collided with her guard. She was sure that if she was feeling a bit cockier, she might've let it connect. And that probably would've been the end of her right there. She knew he was weaker than other people she had faced, but she couldn't let that cloud her judgment. Silver put his guard back up, but he moved a bit slower, and his breathing grew heavy. He had gassed himself from that uppercut, it was prime time for Amy to move in--although she felt a bit bad about it.

Amy threw a left straight towards his stomach, and it landed firmly in his midsection, impaling his belly. He let out a small gag before crying out, holding his stomach. Wrong move, Amy thought to herself. But before she could move in, he responded in kind, with a right straight to her stomach. Her cheeks puffed up, and her face turned a light blue.

"Bueghhh!" She let out an involuntary noise in response to the blow, and she took a step back. Silver held his guard back up once again. He knew he was weak as well, but he didn't want to be pitied. Amy was slowly beginning to realize this.

The match rolled on, and the last decisive hit was a right jab towards Amy's stomach that did a fair bit of damage. But, the fight was just beginning. She was going to have to make sure she didn't underestimate him anymore, otherwise, it was going to hurt her badly.