Both Clarisse and Kamilah stood in their corners, impatient for the next round to begin. Clarisse looked across the ring at her opponent, cockily. “So… you end my path? You don’t do good job so far.” Kamilah just stared the French woman down with a hard look. She stood valiantly in her corner, despite the drubbing she had received. Kamilah knew she would turn things around in this next round.