I personally ship Sonadow [Knuckles]

While he had managed to avoid or coubter much of the damage thus far, he wasn't able to do so this time. This female, whos name he still did not know would likely gain respect from him where most failed. She was skilled and with one arm at that.

Knuckles would only be able to brace himself before he hit the ground and prepare something for her in return. Naturally his arms would have moved to wrap around hers and before impact he would swing his legs upward.

Using her momentum against her, when Austin let out an aggressive groan of pain as he looked to plunge his knees into her gut as he rolled backwards on his shoulders, pulling at her arm into attempt to roll her over and onto the ground with Knuckles on top of her.

If successful, wonder woman here might find out he could be quite dangerous when he had an opponent in such a position.

The moment Knuckles had been on top of her, he was prepared to fight off any rolling attempts, his legs parting to mount her torso. She may still have her hand on his throat and she was strong, but there was more to the art of fighting than strength alone. He was on top of her with a good thirty pounds on her, harboring the strategic advantage. As she tried to roll him, he would shift his weight the opposite direction to counter-balance with his body mass, while a foot slide out to help the sprawl.

As it was he would be practically sitting on her midsection, his right knee would lift higher to brace against her arm below the elbow. His right arm would grasp near her wrist, while his left would snake toward the right side of her face. His thumb looking to rest upon her eye. He would barely apply pressure.

The reason being was that he was loosing air rapidly. She was strong, and as far as he was concerned the girl was trying to choke the life out of him. Knuckles couldn't allow that. Ripping this bitches eye out wasn't exactly what he planned to do today.. but if it had to be be done, it would be far easier with her handicap. Through a strained, angry grunt he would speak.

"L-eet.. GO!"

If she wanted to play rough, she was going to get more than she bargained for.

Austin would find himself airborne briefly before his shoulder connected with the groubd and he rolled a couple times before sliding on his back and grinding to a halt. Seething, his eyes would open as he took air in and rolled onto his hands and knees before lifting himself up.

Knuckles could feel the soreness of his upper back, shoulder and throat. If he was smarter he might have backed off and retreated. But that wasn't how this young outlaw got down. He would never tuck tail and run for no reason. Especially not from a girl. A pained grin slipped on his lips before he shot out some words.

"You sure you don't have a penis? You're stronger than a lot of dudes I know.."

He had little idea of what had transpired moments before. Instead of playing it smart Knuckles would rush toward her as fast as he could, or as fast as he thought he could.

Austin tucked his chin to his chest, shifted his left shoulder toward the girl and made it look as if he was going to try and shoulder ram her again. But as he neared kicking range, his left side pulled back and his right leg snapped forward in attempt to kick her just above her groin.

Knuckles had very little time to react. In a flash this one-armed female caught on to what he was doing and had an answer for it. The best he could do was allow his left leg to buckle volentarily once again, so that when she made contact with it, it wasnt grounded solidly.

So it looked more like he did a split after she kicked it from under him and he was soon twisted and forced onto his stomach. Those hazel hues would close briefly as he sucked air back in. He was hurt, he couldn't deny that. There was a burning feeling in the pit of his stomach but he fought against the urge to retaliate once again.

If he did, he would find himself pulled deeper under the sureface. This chick was tough. A lot tougher than Austin had initially anticipated. He truely was lacking now, since his disappearence. But that would change in time. Groaning, he would comply with her demand.

"Yeah , yeah.. You got me this time.. Next time, don't think the outcome will be the same.."

Austin would close his eyes for a moment, trying to fully calm himself. During his 'vacation' he had learned to control his emotions a little better. But that raw rage of his could still be hard to quell.
After a moment or two, the young outlaw pushed himself up onto his feet, groaning as he did so. His hazel eyes carefully inspected the number and commited it to memory.

"You're strong. I won't try and take anything from you.. You won fair n' square. You affiliated with anyone?"

Knuckles had asked out of curiosity. He wasn't planning on trying to patch her into Apex, after all he hadn't even offically retaken the gavel from Macht. He was just trying to dig for info in general. Austin had been out of the game for too long.

"Well shit, I knew I was a beautiful babe, but I don't know if you and your girls could handle all the attention I'd steal from you."

Clearly the sarcasm ran deep with in this one. However, she seemed as if she would also be interested in other affiliation as well. The idea of recruiting her rolled around in hia head. A new body was always a useful thing. And it was clear to him she could handle herself pretty well, considering her handicap.

"Are you familiar with The Apex Warriors?"

He wasn't wearing the cutt, so it wasn't like he was openly promoting at the moment. The black hoodie he wore covered all the tattoos. But he had indeed founded the group and made it's name known. Curiousity grew larger, for Austin still did not know if the Apex name had faded. He also was unaware of what kind of reputation is followers had gained, such as Macht.