Before: Oh what a difference a fight makes: Brittany agitated at the dais, dark circles under her eyes giving her a haunted, harried look; Krista upbeat - winking and flirting with members of the press corps, outshining her blonde rival with swaggering 'tude. Daniel wincing as Krista's savage KO victory is constantly replayed for the press - Krista grinning throughout, trying to make gleeful eye contact with her opponent, glorying in Daniel's tight-faced stoicism. "You all saw it," Allen gloats at the podium, "Brittany can't take my power. She snuck by me once, but you can't get lucky every time out. I've got the measure of her now - I'm used to her speed, I've seen her moves, and it's over for her. I can't wait to clean up what's left!" One adjustment from Daniel's camp: Brande Roderick's brought in as a Krista Allen expert. Roderick can't mimic Allen in sparring, but blonde has a wealth of Krista Allen Baywatch reference - just a useful set of fresh perspectives as Brittany looks to retool. Daniel in black bra style bikini top, leopard print bikini bottoms, white gloves, ruff-n'-ready battle bun hair. Krista in scarlet sport top; scarlet bikini bottoms, white gloves. Krista demure during ring instructions, looking up through her lashes at Brittany, seeking out Daniel's eyes as Brittany's staring at canvas.

During R1: Krista the aggressor - eyes bright, legs springy - she spooks Brittany with spicy jabs; whip right hands slash hard above blonde left hip. Daniel shying away - flinching as Krista steps-in: Brittany feeling a few first round jitters, remembering the awful shock of Allen's power last time out. Allen hounding, pestering, potshotting - lashing single right hands to the body, controlling her girl with poke: Daniel bouncy, using the ring, spitting back the odd combination to keep Krista from getting greedy.

R2: Brittany relaxing, competing with Krista now. Girls fence jabs: Allen stepping in a long, spearing poke from her shoulder - really trying to twist the punch into Brittany's face. Daniel flicking her jab rapidly from a raised elbow posture - often doubling it up. Krista looking to lean in a long right to chin; Daniel looking to snap off combos, her elbows in close to her body as she chops her foe's torso. Allen coming off second best - repeatedly repulsed and soundly hacked about her chest and ribcage - Daniel stands her ground, firms in the second.

R3: Krista circling right, eyes narrowed - spearing the jab, then slide-stepping back and looking to counter the Daniel pounce. Minute mark - Allen gets it right, catching Daniel that vicious left upside the head off the right (back) foot: Brittany's hurt. Kris over to offence: right hand blocked as Daniel bars the doors upstairs; Allen pops hips-right - weight on her front (left) foot - brunette fits her left hand flat-n'-loud to toned blonde tummy TUP! Krista jabs Brittany back, chases her down another searing right; back into the body that cranking left hook. Daniel to ropes - dukes up, elbows in - she's shaken, but alert - Krista can tell Daniel's poised to counter. Cat and mouse prevails - Allen clearly with the upperhand, but wary - penetrating with her jab to Brittany's face or chest, slashing a vicious right in behind Daniel's left elbow - but Krista never overstaying her welcome, bounces back out to regroup. Daniel grimacing, holding herself together - she shuffles to her right, blocking and absorbing punishment - well touched to the bell.

R4: Krista methodical, working in and out, patiently chipping away at her foe. Allen able to pound her jab in between Daniel's mitts to spank back blonde face; Kris also spotting imperious poke to tummy, stooping to reach it in, then scooting away. Allen's eyes flashing, lips curled in just the hint of a smile - she's showing caution, but clearly relishing Brittany's discouraged aspect. Daniel sullen - more defensive than we've seen her: she's very reluctant to jump-in now and she's forfeiting initiative as a result. Brit keeps back off ropes, but she's hounded and harrassed throughout: more points for Allen. Krista flashing a sultry grin into the HMK corner at the bell, winks at Roderick, sashays off, leaving Daniel looking shopworn and pensive.

R5: Krista continues to dictate - circling and menacing her foe, working in and out. Brittany still able to outwork Allen anytime Kris stays in to work - blonde flurries tearing at brunette tummy and ribs with ringadingdong spank, often repelling Allen with a little frown. No follow up from Brit though - she's punching furiously when Krista allows it, but Allen's legs effectively determining the tenor of the bout.

R6: Krista's jab POUNDING at Brittany's face in first minute - beautiful, stepped-in pokes rocking blonde skull back, shaking blonde legs - Allen setting the table like she wants to eat right now. Kris also stepping in a heavy left jab to body, pushing Brit to ropes - midway through, Daniel defending on the perimeter, looking worried, gets feinted out of her socks. Kris leaning in off the feint, drops the right hand in around Brittany's left wrist; digs an evil, rising hook to Brittany's midsection from the front foot; shifts weight to right foot, pulling the hook across Brittany's right temple. POOR BRITTANY'S SHOOK! Daniel sprawling against ropes all limp - eyelashes batting - she slides to her right under a raking series of hooks - Krista pursuing at the hop, gleefully ripping at her foe. Daniel hits the neutral corner and ALLEN'S ALL IN! Krista FINALLY pinning her ears back, baring her teeth and SHREDDING her blonde. Gloves pelt and bounce off skull and shoulders, buffetting Brittany terribly; dip-n-rip left uppercuts carve up underneath, taking Brittany in the meat of her tummy. Daniel screaming behind her gloves, shuddering under a monstrous pummelling, but muscular legs hold her up. Bell: seething Allen pushed back by ref; Daniel hugging herself, blinking back how-could-you tears as cornermen rush to support her.

R7: Did Krista punch herself out? Allen loping outside, not pressing the action - Daniel able to come forward with authority. Kris not used to having the ring cut off on her when she wants to stay away - Daniel's scooting bounce up to the task: blonde able to hound Allen to ropes, then engage her as girls exchange toe-to-toe for the first time. Torrid two-way - crowd roaring as both snarling vixens lay their licks in - brutal, ripping spank sounding out loud from both taut bodies. Krista's back to the ropes - she's getting the worst of it, and down the stretch, she starts to clinch. BRITTANY WON'T HAVE IT! Daniel showing her upperbody strength, wriggling out of Krista's grasp, then DIGGING tuff rights and lefts into Allen's belly and ribcage. Short, chugging bursts shake Allen as she covers up face-in-gloves, tilting forward in front of Brittany. Daniel lashing her girl to the finish line, belting the bejesus out of those ribs: at the bell, Kris lowers her gloves to reveal tears/trembling lips.

R8: Krista shying away, wincing and cringing: SHE'S HURT TO THE BODY! Daniel coming alive at the sight of hurt and reluctance from Allen - momentum sloshing all the way over to HMK vixen as Brittany resumes her usual gambling approach. Brit pouncing into Allen - hitting her lead uppercuts or hooks; slugging from close in as Krista's backing away; lashing vicious sidearm rights across the ribs as Krista sags into ropes. Allen crippled, right hip in the ropes, face in her gloves - she's not punching back, not competing - BRITTANY DANIEL'S HAVING HER WAY! Daniel squares up brawny, beating a steady lather against Krista's heaving flanks; stepping up into Krista's jugs as Allen's guard loosens; treating herself to Krista's quivering tummy and THE REF STEPS IN! Daniel bounds away, shrieking in exultation - she's the TKO8 victrix!

After: Brittany snatches back the series lead with a withering body assault - Krista hobbled, blubbering uncontrollably as ref cradles crippled beauty to her stool. Daniel making a point of hugging Brande Roderick up off her feet: Roderick's influence may well have refocused Brittany on her foe's sinewy torso tonight. Daniel marching over to sobbing Krista to take tribute: her way is barred by Ali Landry - welterweight champ giving Brit a healthy shove in her shoulders to back the blonde off. In comes Helfer, in comes Durance - Ashley Scott and Alana De La Garza wade in swinging - all hell breaks loose as officials scramble to contain female celebrity meltdown at midring. 2-1 series lead, Brittany Daniel: hard feelings all around in the aftermath as tempers flare.

In days to follow, Krista sends Charisma Carpenter a sincere letter, which reads in part: "...don't know if I can beat her without your help. I know BSE and I have had our differences, but you've always been fair with me when it seemed like no one else was. I wouldn't blame if you if you said no, but it's Brittany Daniel we're talking about - I KNOW that's common ground we can agree upon. Together, I think we can bring her down, but I need your committment right away. Please contact me..." No word as of yet as to whether Carpenter responded favourably or otherwise to Krista's S.O.S.