BEFORE: "I'm curious about her," bright eyed Sarah says of Eva in prefight. "Most girls go around Eva 'cause she's easy to avoid, but I don't want to be like most girls. Conquering Heigl makes me awesome, but I want to make sure my touch is felt throughout the division. Beating Eva Larue is a badge of honor and I'm looking forward to the challenge." Eva "The Miami Hurt Machine" Larue equally upbeat: Sarah's a rare treat for Latina veteran. "Lancaster's right - most girls avoid me, and I'm really getting sick of it. At least Sarah has the guts to look back and say 'I can't call myself elite if I don't have Larue on my list'. I wish more fighters had Sarah's attitude." Larue in white sport bra; baby blue bikini-cut briefs (full coverage rear); white shoes with thick white socks rolled down; white gloves; dark hair tied off her face. Sarah in bright royal blue sport bra; crimson bikini briefs (full coverage backside); same footgear as Eva; white gloves; hair twisted in makeshift ponytail.
During R1: Quick left/right toggles Sarah's chin: she's steppin' in fence post holes early. Right hand body blows drive Sarah ropeside: Lancaster grunting, hands at temples as she backs up. Ropes: Larue baring teeth, scrubbing at close range. Hooks bounce off Sarah's pate; right hands pound paunch. Chugging shoulder-shrug left-rights bunch up jug, draw gasps from Lanny. Sarah wounded, distressed: she's soaking hurt, then palming Eva's shoulders, pushing her away all leave-me-alone. Steady pressure Larue: she always wades back in after being pushed off: Sarah stationary, dug in at ropes, showing peek-a-boo. Job of work: Eva reducing Sarah, clobbering her in the pocket. VERY hard shots landed to head and body at points: Lancaster rattled.
R2: Sarah punching jabs: teeth bared, eyes blazing, right hand at cheek as left hand knocks back Larue's face. Eva stymied - no go up the middle, she steps to her right, seeking access. Sarah jabbing, dropping right hands: Eva has to slide away, circle, respecting the power. Midway through - Sarah hooking-with - girls batting left hands to stout bodies: Larue gets the better of it. Body/body/head - Larue bounces lefts off Sarah, batting her wide-eyed, sending her reeling. Ropes: Eva wading in, cuffing paunch left/rights; Sarah pursing lips, squeezing eyes shut. Right uppercut Larue: Sarah flung back, hands loose at temples - she's a rocked beauty, floundering. Larue: bodybodybodybodybody with both hands, maturing into short, curling hooks to jug. Sarah cringing/sputtering/whining as she leans back into ropes, face distressed. Steady beatdown from there: Eva dug in, working Sarah over hip to head via tight swatting/clubbing lefts and rights. Bell: Lancaster blinking, lips parted in wonder: Eva 1 part cute, 1 part intense, 2 parts curvy back to her stool. During break, trainer tells lumpy Lancaster: "She's hitting you too clean baby: be first, back her up, make her take some."
R3: Sarah calms down, executes. Jab was working: she rededicates it, pounding at Eva's raised mitts. Larue forced to back away, spitting smoke-screen left jabs en-route, right at her temple: Sarah stalking slow. Lancaster able to work Eva to ropes, beat her right hands to the body before Larue clinches: ref's breaks restarts girls - Eva quickly circling back to midring. Bright, one-way bracings: Sarah to brown midsection, full breasts. Sarah in control till final minute: Eva off a sneaky feint detonates tidy left/right off Sarah's chin. Lancaster's legs give a shimmy: too strong to go down, but she's stumbling. Eva cold-eyed, chest-jabbing Sarah into ropes; stroking her a crashing right cross to chin. Sarah looooose at the ropes, swaying on hips: she takes a hook flush to face, eyelashes fluttering as she leans back into ropes. Overhand right catches Sarah's pate, swiveling her head: she's staring, hands going wide, face sleepy. Eva gnashing teeth, hooking face: Sarah's curvy legs hold her up as crowd squeals in hysterics at bell. Eva chesting up, nostrils flaring hot breath in Sarah's bruised face: ref pulls Larue off dazed Lancaster.
R4: Eva punching her way into Sarah, driving her to ropes, crowding, brawling off her chest. Lancaster groaning, tying up, wrestling Eva sideways, struggling tummy to tummy. Ref's breaks; sporadic action: Sarah starts to get bashing jab on Eva driving her off. Sarah stepping forward off the jab, hooking short to chin: LARUE'S ROCKED! Eva's eyes: I'M HURT! She backs away in her stance, spitting jabs like a pro, despite harm done. Sarah advancing, swinging rising left hands up across tummy/ribs...Eva blown to ropes. Sarah's expression: FINISH HER! Lancaster pushing in big-girl, crushing Eva to ropes, then plowing her. Tummy/flanks/tits: Sarah slams in softening barrage, breaking Eva down. Larue shabby: sagging into ropes, hands at temples, face groggy/distraught...she's clinching when she can, pulling behind Sarah's elbows. Sarah too strong, pulling free of clinches, then bashing away fresh: Larue bludgeoned, dazed...she turns to her right, takes a knee, panting in shock. Sarah looming: ref's hand flat against her heaving chest, pushing her back. Bell: Larue woozy, swaying en route to her stool Eva's eyes: BIG RESPECT. Sarah's face: HUNGRY FOR MORE EVA!
R5: Eva shows slickster: left hand dangling; left shoulder pointed at Sarah; right hand at chest. Eva snapping up-jabs while sliding back, luring Sarah forward, then crowding into her with left shoulder nudging, sliding off to Sarah's left. Eva selling: HERE I COME, then backing off, walking Sarah into cuffing hooks off the hip, pivoting left around the score. Cute in and out; hard potshotting punches...Sarah's guzzling hurt. 1:22 mark: Sarah's backside wobbling, walking on her heels a bit: Eva bending in, scoring right hands upside head. Larue jabbing the body, jabbing the breasts, hooking those breasts, dropping right hands...she's busy; she's pretty - outclassing Sarah, shaking her. 2:00 min mark - Eva wades into paunch via cuffing right/left...Sarah shouts "GUHH!" Face pinched; hands reaching round Eva's head. Ropes: Eva on top, squirming against Sarah's chest, writhing apart the defence: Larue slick n' sharp tummy-on-tummy - swatting and swiping, trimming Sarah for hurt. Lancaster swooning, eyelashes fluttering: she slides to her right along ropes, stricken, out of it. Eva outside Sarah's left shoulder: left hook to Sarah's left eye, clubbing her head back. Sarah staring, hands low: Eva pours in curvy, drifting right hand through chin, spinning Sarah's head. Lancaster dropped to her back, hands up above her head: she's panting, mouth wide open, eyes shut, body stretched out parallel to ropes. Heroic chest rising and falling - left knee comes up, but that's it: KO5 Eva Larue!
AFTER: Larue lumpy, but exultant: showing classy/curvy power in humbling Sarah the giant-killer. "I put Sarah in the meat-grinder tonight," Larue boasts. "Body; arms; chest; head - you name it, I claimed it. She's a big strong girl, so you absolutely have to get off first, get her back on the ropes and tire her out. It's a quality win for me, I mean: I don't see how you can rank an AJ Cook or Lis Rohm ahead of me: they wouldn't be able to handle Sarah, let alone dominate her the way I did."
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