A Show of Strength, Honor and Pride. [Leon/Open]

Gabriella had no idea the sort of place the bar was. It was close to where she was, having found herself roaming the streets as she often did. She was in pain, she wanted a drink, and with a flash of a fake ID and a false smile she was inside.

Only to be greeted by the sight of the cage as she made her way to the bar. Hearing the announcement and seeing the two young men get into the cage. With a large glass of vodka and coke in hand she would watch from a corner of the room. Avoiding people.

She wondered if she could find someone to bet with on the out come of the match. If she did, she would go with the first one who had been announced as the other guy already looked bruised and beaten even if it didn't seem to bother them.

Leon enjoyed the reaction to the view of his wrecked form. Of course he had confidence in himself, but he cared very little for the outcome of a fight. The process, the fists and kicks, the blood and pain. That was the purpose of fighting even as injured as he is. He'd nod to the male across from him, Austin the announcer said he name was, but no a nickname or something with that, right? Knuckles. Gave Leon goose bumps. Perfect name for a fighter, a brawler, a brutal contender.

Then the fight was on, Leon turned so his right side faced Knuckles, his right arm a fist along his side, his left fore arm resting across his chest with the fist up by the right side of his chin. Leon's legs would bend a bit as he also inched forward trying to gauge the loose boxing stance of his opponent. Another boxer? No, this seemed to be more something you would use simply to keep up a defense while pounding the shit out of someone.

Leon began looking for tells and didn't find any that meant anything. His eyes were focused simply on Leon, no roaming eyes, no clenching muscles, no arm movement really.

~Legs!~

Leon discovered there was going to be a low kick too late, when it came in Leon only had time to shift his weight slightly while taking a sliding step back as the kick landed on his ankle and moved his leg from the force, however Leon stayed stable and in control as he put his balance back to normal. He would step in when he put the foot back down move the left fist forward in a quick feint jab aimed for the front of Knuckles face only to get a reaction, should he get one, his right arm would shoot up for Knuckles midsection in an uppercut. More gauging.

Leon's attack had worked, only to cause a reaction of a headbutt which rocked Leon a bit, pushing him back. Leon would look to see the lunging elbow strike, Leon's defending left arm had already replaced itself so it wasn't much of a move to move it out against the oncoming elbow struck, but the lunge was new, so Leon basically pushed it over his head as he ducked down.

Turning in a wide step so as to try and get behind Knuckles Leon would try to push Knuckles with a straight kick into his back/butt towards the cage. If that worked Leon would lunge with a hard left straight aimed for Knuckles head.

The guy hit hard, and had some brutal attacks, this was going to be a fun fight.

Leon was in full charge, even hovering above the mat as he was moving it, and the back moving elbow would smash Leon's gut, his defending arm not doing much for him at this speed, so the arm that was now probably out above Knuckles head. Leon was forced to breath out, but he was good for a few seconds as he held his breath, using his hand that had been above Knuckles to reach out for his hair, trug it to the side quickly and hammer first Knuckles in the now exposed side of the head to simply send him back away so Leon could take a second or two to catch his breath and really experience the pain of his bruises and the impact they just took.

Knuckles was as Leon has suspected from the first small encounter, brutal. He was so far using very precautious forms of Muay Thai. At least that's what Leon perceived, non-formal if nothing else. Leon would have to spot knee's or elbow strikes from now on. They hurt... Alot.... Especially on his bruised form. Leon would be surprised if he escaped this fight without new broken ribs.

He had no time to celebrate his elbow because he felt fingers slip into his hair, grasp and yank it to the side. The hammer fist he took wouldn't feel great, causing the brute to stumble a few steps in retreat, arms returning to his ready position. A tiny sliver of a smile peeled on Austin's face as he felt the throb of the blow. Those hazel eyes though, had the glint if a mad man showing.

He would wait only briefly, before he would give two big steps. The last step would launch him toward his opponent, his right knee extended. However it wasn't the right knee he wanted to land. Instead his knee would pull back mid-air as he switched it up, bringing his left knee upward and extended. A switch flying knee, intended on tricking him as Austin had been tricked earlier.

Austin's knee switch knee landed and something akin to a sick smile had appeared on the dark blond's face. Something about combat brought out the wickedness within. He was born with knuckles and loved to use them whenever he could. Thus far, this fight had been an interesting one. And it was clear the other kid was pretty tough. Strong willed as well, because as soon as he hit ground he rolled and was right back up and bouncing back quickly.

And Knuckles would let him come in. He knew the other guy was faster, so he had a better chance watching and waiting, than trying to beat him to the punch. Those hazel hues glared like a hawk as Leon approached, transitioning into a quick slide.  When the kick came in, Austin would not attempt to block it. Instead as it approached, his upper-body would shift forward and his feet would kick off the ground.

As the foot connected with Austin's tensed abdomen, his shift in weight would be used to roll forward on the kick, while the thrusting motion would help him elevate his own legs up and over. If what Austin planned would work out, it would be something of a flipping body drop, with his upper back and shoulders looking to land upon Leon's upper-body and head with all his weight, before his body would continue the motion and his ass would roll to the mat.

The 'Oohs' and 'Ahhs' of the crowd only helped to get Austin's blood pumping even more. The crowd was thoroughly enjoying the show they were getting this night.