𝔸𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕃𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕝 ━━ Eli 'Hawk' Moskowitz | Cobra Kai

𝖋𝖎𝖓𝖆𝖑 𝖇𝖊𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 1. 10

Third round.

He moves first.

Taking one big step forwards, he's raising his left leg instantly, throwing it forwards, Ramona takes a step back, arms up. She blocks the next kick before it can fully come up, his foot slamming back down into the mat. But, he's still on the offensive, his goal to keep her on defense as he swings a fist, she ducks under it as he puts his weight into it, his entire body turning. She straightens back up, releasing a sharp exhale as she swings her fist into his shoulder, he barely has time to block, she then hits his arm downwards as he sends a jab her way.

The audience is loud around them, "Whoo!"

The mother of her opponent even louder, "It's ok to hit a girl this time, Xander! Make momma proud!" makes her wanna roll her eyes but Ramona stays focused.

Keeping light on her toes, she moves out of his reach as he makes an attempt at a roundhouse to her side. She grounds her right leg with that and pivots, swinging her fist, her knuckle just scraping his jaw as he jumps back away from her. His eyes widening at the near hit before he's focusing back on her, she's got him on defense now she notices as he brings his fists inwards. 

Ramona does waste a second. He's fast. But, she's faster. Two rapid steps and she's meeting Xander in the middle as he rushes towards her. Right foot, anchor heel and pivot. She holds her breath as the sharp wind of his arm shooting forwards just brushes her cheek as she shoots her left arm up, closing her grip with her right hand and trapping his forearm. Finding a secure lock, she yanks with a vindictive shout, her grip holds and she feels him roll over her shoulder, guided by her hand and compelled by gravity. Xander grunts as his back hits the mat harshly, her grip on his arm held tight still as she jabs him quick in the ribs as soon as he lands. "Point! Lawrence!" 

The Cobra's whoop with fervor, almost louder than the crowd. "Yeah!" , "Hell yeah!" Eli hollers out a proud bellow of his own, Miguel joining in. "Let's go! Whoo!" a smile pulling at her lips.

"Yes! There it is, Ms. Lawrence!" Ramona turns as her father applauds her with the audience, "Nice Job!" she releases Xander, backing away from the boy as he rolls onto his knees to stand. She can't help but let his encouragement and that of her team make a grin come to her face, she makes her way back to her position to start the next round. 

"That's 2-1, Lawrence!" the ref announces as her opponent gets up and stands in his spot opposite of her.

"That's all right, baby. Two more, and mama is back in the finals!" Ms. Stone shouts out from the audience behind him. "You got it!"

"Hra!" she roars out, strongly getting back into her stance, her feet grounded. Ready.

"Offense!" Johnny instructs behind her. "Stay on offense!"

"Fighting positions," the ref puts a hand between them, Ramona's eyes boring into her opponents, an unsurety in his eyes this time, but a clear determined focus that told her to keep her guard solid. "Ready?" their fists shook in anticipation, staring down one another. "And fight!"