Aca raked her nails across Smokey's face as he grabbed her by the face and lifted it up off of the ground. This was exactly what she didn't want to happen. She struggled to move her body but finding that essentially impossible, she resigned herself to what was happening. She was losing. But she was damn sure not going to lose without a fight.
She let go of the saw blade pinned to her chest with her right hand and reared back to swing a punch, connecting just as he slammed her head back into the rocky ground. Holy shit that hurts, why's he have do it like this?
As he lifted her head again, she slipped her left hand beneath her head and the ground. Would it save her? No,not it wouldn't. It would, however, make it hurt just a little less. She swung again, connecting just before her head and hand slammed down once more. It felt like she was punching a gods damn statue, what's with this guy?
As she was lifted from the ground for the final time, she knew that if she hadn't had aura she would have been dead by now. Her head spun, her ears were ringing, but she bit back the pain and reared back her fist for one final punch, welcoming the hit that would sure have shattered her hand if she weren't a huntress in trainjng.
Her head slammed down the final time and Aca was fairly certain she heard the buzzer, though to be honest it was hard to tell with ringing in her ears. She didn't let out a yelp of pain, she didn't groan in agony, she simply let out a very long sigh through gritted teeth. To be perfectly honest with herself, she hadn't even expected to make it this far at all so, in some sense, she was still proud of herself.
As Smokey lifted away his head from her face she kept her eyes closed, enjoying the soothing dark red tinge of the arena lights shining through her eyelids. She managed a weak, "Rematch anytime in Mistral... If you think.... You can take me again..."
Aura: 14/100
Nail rake: 2%
Punches X3: 4%