Ivanna sat on her stool, looking out at Penelope with an arrogant smirk. She had trapped Penelope in her own confidence, holding back in the first round and letting the UK champ think she was in control. Penelope, meanwhile, tended to her wounds in her own corner. She thought she was on a roll thanks to that first round, but now found herself struggling to stay in the fight. But she was a champion… a proud fighter from Great Britain. She would make a strong comeback in the 3rd round and get one step closer to the B.A.B.E. Championship Belt. DING!