(Sadie P.O.V.)
That match had started off with so much promise and then fell flat faster than a bad soufflé. My shoulder was dislocated as soon as it came into contact with the ground and was now throbbing in pain. This loss was my fault though, if I hadn't been so damn cocky the matched would have at the very least lasted longer than five minutes but I couldn't help it. I knew I was out matched from the very beginning just by Benate's sheer size alone and finding a weak point was a must. I decided to use the bigger they are, the harder they fall logic and went for the back of the knees to try and destabilize him. And it worked, it all went as I had planned it. He lost his balance and I was able to get a good solid hit in and even drew a nice mouthful of blood. I was so damn proud and le
