Your wild hook you send at the lynx misses, and you feel her red glove slamming into your own face! Exhaustion and devastation run rampant in your mind, and as your balance is knocked off, you know you aren't coming back up.
Everything feels slow as your head turns from the crack of the punch, blood and spit flying. Your legs feel weak and then buckle, collapsing under the weight of your own exhausted body as you fall backward.
You let out a heavy groan as your back hits the mat, and quickly following is your head. That final smack of your bruised head hitting the mat was that was needed to finish you off, and like a light, your eyes shut and your body drifts into unconsciousness.