The young man was moving straight for her and Trudy tensed to strike, but he jumped just before she was able to attack. He was going to attack from above! The woman’s thoughts came to an abrupt halt as she was pulled up and backward into the air. Inexperienced with maneuvers such as this, Trudy was not prepared for the landing. Flat on her back and coughing, she raised both arms to protect her face.
“1! 2! 3!....” The referee could tell the female was outclassed and began to call out a countdown. “…4! 5! 6!...”
The young doctor knew it was over. Not only the match but her current mission. Losing hurt her pride, but at least she could live to train harder or perhaps find another way to protect the tribespeople. Here she was beaten in the safety of the ring, out there she would be dead and mutilated; her head placed on a spear to torment the villagers.
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Two hours later Yosuke’s number was announced again, this time for a ring on the fourth floor. In one corner an incredibly large man frowned in concentration while fiddling with a pair of headphones. He’d just pounded a dude’s skull in ten minutes ago downstairs and was still feeling pumped up. Needed a new song though. Something different for the new meat. More noticeable than the man’s activity was his unnatural size, standing eight feet tall and weighing close to a ton. His body was a strange combination of bloated and brawny with bulging, fibrous muscles dominating from the chest up and nothing but grotesque blubber below. He was known as ‘The Glob’ by various scrapping circles and appeared to be satisfied with the song currently blasting through his headphones.
He would stand swaying a little as Yosuke entered the ring and while the referee announced the fight. Just before the signal to begin, the Glob inhaled and crouched low enough for his belly fat to graze the mat.
The huge man sprang two meters into the air with his arms and legs extended in all four directions.
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His mother was said to have descended from giants. He lives alone and desperately wants a girlfriend.
8 feet tall, weighing 1 ton, and bald. Wears the bones of his kills in his fatty flesh. Often shirtless and with headphones.
Proud, bloodthirsty. Never cried a day in his entire life. Estranged from his family after killing several men in underground fights. He plays heavy dub step music while fighting.