(Results: Lookout, Words: Caspian)

4. Nina Agdal vs. Jessica Clements III

Nina:
(31, 5’9”, 121, 58:23 FCBA, VIXENs)

Jessica:
(30, 5’9”, 9:9 FCBA, Free Agent)

BEFORE:
Up next, the press conference room at the luxurious downtown hotel is abuzz with anticipation as Nina Agdal steps onto the stage first, dressed in a shimmering baby blue dress that highlights her fighter's physique, her dirty blonde hair pulled back in a no-nonsense ponytail. She takes her seat, her posture upright, exuding the aura of a seasoned competitor ready to reclaim her standing in this league.

Jessica Clements follows, her approach more relaxed but no less confident. The American model opts for a casual yet stylish look, her white blouse and long jeans comfortable but clearly chosen with care. Her hair flows freely, framing her focused expression as she takes her seat.

The moderator introduces both fighters, noting their previous encounters and setting the stage for this highly anticipated third match. They’ve each won a fight apiece, and the room falls silent as the first question is directed at Nina, asking about her recent altercation with Nicola Cavanis and how it might affect her focus tonight.

Nina leans into the microphone, her gaze steady. "Look, what happened with Nicola is in the past. Now, my focus is entirely on Jessica. She's a formidable opponent, but I've been training harder than ever. I'm not the same fighter she faced before. This time, I'm coming out on top."

The question then shifts to Jessica, probing her thoughts on Nina's recent performance and her own preparation for the rematch. Her response is calm and measured. "Nina's a tough fighter, no doubt. But I've seen her last fight, and I've learned from our past encounters. I've adapted, evolved, and I'm ready for whatever she brings. Nina's complacency will be her downfall. I'm here to win our rubber fight."

Both fighters engage in a final stare-down, their determination clear in their eyes. The press conference concludes with both fighters standing, offering a final pose for the cameras, their rivalry set to be settled in the ring.

As they exit the stage, the air is charged with anticipation. The press conference has set the stage for a battle not just of fists but of wills, with both fighters determined to prove themselves the superior athlete.

Later, the arena's atmosphere shifts as the first beats of "Warrior" by Imagine Dragons ripple through the speakers, a powerful anthem that echoes Nina's fighting spirit and her journey back to the top. The lights dance in sync with the rhythm, leading the crowd's gaze towards the entrance. Nina steps into view, draped in a vibrant cobalt blue robe, shimmering with accents that catch the light with every movement. Her walk is a blend of grace and determination, and as she approaches the ring, the crowd's cheers swell. Removing her robe, Nina reveals her fight attire: a form-fitting, cobalt blue sports bra and shorts set, designed for agility and movement, her hair pulled back in a sleek, no-nonsense ponytail.

Next, the mood shifts as "Don't Stop Me Now" by Queen suddenly fills the arena, a song choice that perfectly encapsulates Jessica Clements' indomitable spirit and joyous approach to competition. The entrance is bathed in a warm, golden light, and she steps out, her presence commanding attention. She wears a striking emerald green robe, its fabric flowing elegantly as she strides towards the ring with a confident, almost playful gait. The audience responds with a mixture of applause and eager anticipation, and as she reaches the ring and discards her robe, she reveals her fight gear: a sleek, emerald green sports bra and shorts combo, highlighting her toned physique, her hair styled in a battle-ready braid that adds to her fierce yet approachable demeanor.

As both fighters make their final preparations in the ring, the camera pans to the front row, where German model Nicola Cavanis is seated, her presence impossible to ignore. Dressed in a chic, casual ensemble that contrasts with the combat-ready attire of the fighters, Nicola's posture is relaxed, yet her eyes gleam with anticipation. As she catches Nina's gaze, Nicola leans forward, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. She mockingly claps for the Vixen, her taunts silent but clear in her exaggerated gestures, signaling a challenge that transcends the immediate fight. Nina, momentarily distracted, locks eyes with Nicola, a flash of determination crossing her face as she turns back to the task at hand, the upcoming fight with Jessica now carrying an added weight of proving herself not just to her opponent, but to an eager rival in the audience.

Without further ado, HERE WE GO with ten rounds of Lightweight action!

ROUND 1:
In the opening round, Nina and Jessica waste no time, meeting in the center of the ring with a flurry of jabs and crosses, setting a fast pace from the get-go. Nina, leveraging her recent training focus, manages to land a series of precise jabs that find their mark on her follow model’s guard, testing her defenses and looking for an opening. Jessica, not to be outdone, counters with her own combination of quick strikes aimed high, aiming to disrupt Nina's rhythm and establish her own presence in the fight. As the round progresses, both fighters exchange heavier and heavier blows, with Nina's strategy focusing on accumulation rather than single, knockout punches. She targets Jessica's body with a well-placed hook that slips past her guard and bangs into her side, slightly folding her over, which is then followed by a swift uppercut that jolts Jessica's head back. But Clements, resilient as ever, shakes off the hits and responds with a powerful right hand that catches Nina on the side-jaw and off-guard, momentarily halting her offensive. The two athletes continue to circle each other, trading more leather, their breaths audible over the crowd's roar. In the end, the round is closely contested, but Nina's slight edge in landing more effective combinations and controlling the pace earns her the nod from the judges.

ROUND 2:
Clements comes out with a renewed focus and aggression, quickly taking control of the fight's tempo. She starts with a series of feints, cleverly drawing Nina's guard up before landing a solid body shot to her side that thumps through the arena. Clements aims to keep Nina on the back foot and exploit any openings, continuing to throw wicked combos at the former Lightweight champ. Nina, however, continues her attempts to close the gap and respond with her own offense, throwing hooks wildly into the air, hoping to score lucky, but Jessica expertly sidesteps them and counters with another crisp right hook that snaps Nina's head to the side, drawing a louder reaction from the crowd! OUCH! The momentum firmly in her favor, Jessica ramps up her attack, unleashing another that targets the Vixen’s head and body, another left right thump thump to the nose and tummy sending her stumbling back against the ropes, a vulnerable position indeed! Despite Nina's attempts to rally and fight back, Jessica's relentless pressure and superior ring control throughout the round leave little doubt in the judges' minds, and as the bell rings, Clements walks back to her corner with a confident stride, having clearly outclassed her rival in both strategy and execution.

ROUND 3:
Agdal with a dramatic comeback, and from the opening bell, she establishes her jab, using it as a tool to gauge distance and disrupt Jessica's rhythm. She circles Clements, unleashing a left jab followed by a right cross that lands flush on Jessica's cheek. The impact forces her to momentarily cover up, giving Nina the opportunity to target her body next. And with a series of well-placed, lightning hooks landing off Jessica's ribs, Nina begins to systematically break down her opponent's defense. As the round progresses, Nina's confidence grows. She ramps up her offensive, mixing in uppercuts with her combinations that catch Jessica off guard. One particularly sharp uppercut lifts Jessica's chin, exposing her to a follow-up left hook that snaps her head to the side. The crowd roars in approval as Nina dominates the exchanges, her punches landing with increased frequency and force. All are left wondering how Clements’ fortunes have changed so drastically, and so fast! Clements tries to counter and regain her footing, but Nina's relentless pressure and improved defense leave little room for effective retaliation. And by the end of the round, it's clear that Nina has not only won the round but has done so with a wide margin!

ROUND 4:
Agdal again with the upper hand, at least initially, moving in aggressively, pushing Jessica back with a series of sharp jabs to her face and body, leaving her opponent scrambling to counter. However, the dynamic of the round shifts dramatically as her focus wavers. After landing another hook flush to the cheek to send Clements sprawling into the ropes, gasping for air, Nina can’t resist engaging in a verbal exchange with Nicola Cavanis, who’s seated in the front row, her competitive spirit flaring outside the confines of the ring. This momentary distraction proves to be a critical error. As Nina turns her head, her guard drops, leaving her vulnerable. Seizing the moment, Jessica CHARGES AT HER with renewed vigor, catching Nina off guard with a powerful hook that WHIPS into her head, the glove connecting with a shocking THWAUMP! against her cheek. The force of the blow visibly stuns Nina, her head snapping to the side! Capitalizing on Nina's shock and disorientation, Jessica presses her advantage mercilessly. She corrals Nina against the ropes, trapping her in a position from which there is little escape, targeting her body and head in sapping blows to her ribs, abdomen, and face. As the round progresses, Nina's situation becomes increasingly dire. Her attempts to clinch and create space are thwarted by Jessica's aggression, with her punches leaving Nina battered and breathless against the ropes. Another uppercut rams in deep, Clements’ glove compressing against the soft flesh of Agdal's abdomen. Nina's body reacts instinctively, her abdominal muscles contracting sharply in a futile attempt to absorb the blow. Her back arches against the ropes, a gasp escaping her lips as she tries to brace for the next hit. But Clements is unyielding. She follows up with another hook, this time targeting the same spot on Nina's tummy. The impact is just as devastating, if not more so. Nina's body jerks violently, her feet shuffling in a desperate bid to find stability. The force of the punch causes her to double over slightly, her gloves dropping to protect her midsection, leaving her face momentarily exposed. Jess alternates her attack between her face and body: another hook snaps Nina's head to the side, a spray of sweat flying from her hair. By the time the bell rings and the referee steps in to ensure Nina can continue, it's clear that the round has taken a significant toll on her. Clements steps back, her chest heaving with exertion but her eyes alight with the thrill of the fight. Nina, meanwhile, leans heavily against the ropes, her body bearing the marks of the round's brutal exchanges. And none can be as pleased as Nicola Cavanis, seen beaming from the front row at the sight of her counterpart looking battered and bruised.

ROUND 5:
In the fifth, Clements carries forward her momentum, visibly buoyed by her success in the previous round. From the opening bell, she adopts an aggressive posture, closing the distance between herself and Nina with swift, purposeful strides. Nina, still recovering from the barrage she endured against the ropes, attempts to reset and find her footing. She circles cautiously, throwing tentative jabs at the head in an effort to keep Jessica at bay and regain some control over the match's tempo. However, Jessica easily parries her jabs, then counters with sharp, precise strikes of her own that snap into her nose and lips. Soon, Clements is combining powerful hooks into her arsenal, each blow to the arms and body meticulously aimed to exploit Nina's vulnerabilities. At the middle mark, Nina's attempts to counterattack become more desperate. She swings wildly at Jessica’s head, hoping to land a punch that could shift the fight's momentum back in her favor. However, Jessica dodges and swerves with ease, catching the Vixen with another counter-swing to the side tummy, making her lean body lurch to the side, and Agdal narrowly dodges another follow-up overhand haymaker that almost takes her head off. Jessica continues to press Nina back, forcing her trapped once again with her back to the ropes. This time, her defenses are more porous; her fatigue and the cumulative effect of the punishment she's received are evident. Clements' gloves brutalize her tummy with precision: a first crunch to the side abs is deep, resonating, Nina’s body reacting instinctively, her abdominal muscles contracting sharply in a futile attempt to absorb the blow. A gasp escapes her lips as she tries to brace for the next hit: another hook, swung into the other side of her abdomen. The impact is just as devastating, if not more so. Nina's body jerks violently, her back lurching in half, her lips parted in shock. Agdal tries to clinch, arms wrapped around Clements’ shoulders, but Jess keeps her elbows in close, continuing to piston those punches in and out, in and out of her midsection. The force of the punch causes her to double over slightly, her gloves dropping to protect her midsection, leaving her face momentarily exposed. A whipping hook to the chin was meant to be the nail in the coffin, but Agdal stubbornly HOLDS ON, her eyes squinted shut but her arms still up. There’s no blaming Nicola Cavanis for this round’s debacle! The bell signaling the end of the round provides Nina with a brief respite, but the damage has been done. Jessica walks back to her corner with a confident stride and another wide victory. Nina, on the other hand, appears visibly worn, her energy depleted and her chances of turning the fight around dwindling with each passing moment.

ROUND 6:
From the bell, the Vixen adopts a more cautious approach, circling Jessica and looking for openings rather than rushing in. Her jabs are sharp and precise, aimed at keeping Clements at bay while she searches for an opportunity to strike more decisively. Jessica, expecting to continue her dominance from the previous round, suddenly finds herself on the defensive, as Agdal’s change in tactics disrupts her rhythm, and she struggles to close the distance without walking into Nina's well-timed counters. A particularly sharp right cross from Nina snaps her head back, before another swift follow-up left-right combo catches her on her nose and lips. As the round progresses, Nina begins to target Jessica's body with more frequency, her counter-hooks swooping under the arms to THUD into Clements' ribs, forcing her to guard her midsection. This opens up more opportunities for Nina to land a few clean shots to the head, each one punctuated by the crowd's reaction. Last minute and Jessica tries to rally, throwing wilder combinations in an attempt to regain control, but Nina's movement and improved defense keep her from landing anything too damaging. The round becomes a chess match, with both fighters trading blows but Nina manages to edge out Jessica with her strategic striking and mobility. By the end of the round, it's clear that Nina has managed to claw back some momentum. She returns to her corner with a nod of satisfaction, her breathing heavy but controlled. Jessica, meanwhile, appears frustrated, aware that she let the round slip through her fingers after a strong start to the fight.

ROUND 7:
And Agdal mounts another remarkable comeback! From the outset, she exerts pressure, utilizing her reach advantage to land the first series of punches to Jessica's head. These initial blows serve to disorient Clements, setting the stage for Nina's focused assault on her body. The shift in target forces Clements to lower her guard, exposing her to further headshots. Soon, Jessica's ability to counter diminishes. Her movements become sluggish, a clear sign of fatigue setting in from the sustained body attack. Nina, sensing her opponent's vulnerability, intensifies her offensive, driving Jessica back against the ropes with a determined ferocity. Trapped and unable to maneuver, Jessica becomes a stationary target for Nina's punishing blows. Agdal unleashes a torrent of punches, focusing on Clements' tummy and abs in vicious payback. Each hit lands with a thud, visibly shaking Jessica and drawing gasps from the audience. Nina's gloves sink into Jessica's flesh, folding it upon impact, and with each punch, her foe’s ability to defend herself wanes. With Clements backed into a corner and struggling to fend off the relentless assault, Nina leans in, her gloves momentarily still, as she toys with her gasping opponent. The proximity allows her to whisper mockingly into Jessica's ear, her breath hot against her sweat-drenched skin. "See this, Jess? This is what happens when you can't keep up with a former champ," Nina taunts, her voice dripping with disdain. Then, without missing a beat, Nina turns her attention to Nicola Cavanis, who is seated at ringside. Locking eyes with her, Nina leans over the ropes, a smirk playing on her lips as she shouts, "You watching, Nicola? Better take notes, 'cause this is exactly what I'm gonna do to you. You're next on my list!" With the crowd hanging on her every word, Nina turns back to Jessica, who is still pinned against the ropes, her body heaving for air. Without further ado, Nina resumes her attack, driving another punishing blow to the center of her midsection, folding her over in agony. A final hook to the body seems to be the last straw, sending Clements groaning and CRASHING down to the canvas! It’s a KNOCKDOWN for Nina Agdal! And as the referee steps in to begin the count, it's clear that Jessica won't be able to continue! She writhes in agony near the ropes, holding her aching body! It’s OVER!

Official Result: Nina Agdal defeats Jessica Clements via KO7!

AFTER:
In the aftermath of her victory, Agdal, still riding the high of her win, begins to remove her gloves, her eyes alight with the thrill of the fight. The crowd, still buzzing from the match's conclusion, watches in anticipation of what comes next. However, the atmosphere shifts dramatically as Nicola Cavanis, fueled by the taunts thrown her way, decides to take matters into her own hands.

Without warning, the German model vaults over the barricade and charges into the ring, her eyes locked on Nina with a fiery determination. The crowd gasps and rises to their feet, sensing ANOTHER imminent clash between these two fierce rivals.

Nina, caught in the midst of celebrating, spins around just in time to see Nicola bearing down on her. Their eyes meet, and without a word, they COLLIDE into each other like two storms converging, aiming to resume their earlier brawl. The ring becomes their battleground as they grapple, pushing each other into the ropes with a chaotic blend of slaps, punches, and desperate hair-pulling.

The sound of their skirmish fills the arena, each slap and punch punctuated by the crowd's mixed reactions of shock and excitement. Nina, using her agility, lands a series of quick blows to Nicola's face, but Nicola retaliates with equal ferocity, her hands finding Nina's hair and yanking her head back.

Their brawl intensifies, transforming into a wild dance of aggression and defiance. Both girls lock each other into a clinch, their bodies pressed tightly together as they jostle for control: Nina's taped fists slam into Nicola's chest, eliciting grunts of pain, while Nicola's own fists find their mark on Nina's body, driving the air from her lungs with each thudding impact.

As Nicola gains the upper hand, her freshness and determination become evident. She pins Nina against the ropes, asserting control with firm, unyielding tugs on her hair. Then, with Nina's defenses compromised, she buries balled fists into Nina's belly with ruthless aggression, each punch driving the air from the Vixen’s lungs and folding her body over in pain.

Amidst the physical domination, Nicola's voice cuts through the chaos, her taunts sharp and mocking, a direct response to Nina's earlier provocations. "You wanted a fight? Here’s a fight!" Nicola sneers, punctuating each word with another slug to Nina's trembling belly. "Looks like you're the one who's crumbling now!"

Nina, gasping for breath and struggling to maintain her stance, can only grunt in response as her body lurches over from another thumping fist. In a strategic pivot, Agdal, marshaling her remaining strength, seizes Cavanis's hair with a firm grip, yanking forcefully to disorient the German model within their grueling clinch. This calculated maneuver, aimed to unsettle Cavanis, momentarily disrupts her poise and opens a window for Agdal to launch a counteroffensive.

Utilizing this advantage, the Danish model unleashes a barrage of targeted punches. Her fists, with precision and force, hammer down on Cavanis's ribcage, sending shockwaves through the German's frame. The blows, methodical and heavy, then arc upwards, connecting with the tender spot just beneath Cavanis's ear, a critical strike designed to disorient and debilitate.

Cavanis, reeling from the sudden onslaught, feels her resolve waver as pain blossoms across her battered torso and the side of her head. The impact of each punch from Agdal not only drains her physically but begins to cloud her focus, her once sharp reactions now dulled under the weight of Agdal's aggressive shift.

Cavanis, driven by instinct and desperation, attempts to swing back, aiming to land her fists into Agdal's sides in a bid for retaliation. However, Agdal, undeterred and strategic, maintains a firm grip on her hair, effectively controlling her movements and posture within the close quarters of their struggle.

With Cavanis momentarily immobilized by the sharp tug at her scalp, Agdal zeroes in on her adversary's abdomen. She unleashes a series of precise, forceful punches directly into Cavanis's tummy. Each blow lands with a heavy thud, the sound punctuating the charged atmosphere of the ring. The impact of these punches causes Cavanis to double over, her body involuntarily folding with each successive hit.

The attacks to the lower belly are particularly devastating. Agdal's knuckles sink into the area just beneath the navel, the force of each punch causing the flesh there to momentarily deform, highlighting the intensity of the contact. This area, sensitive and less guarded, absorbs the brunt of the impact, each hit sending waves of pain that radiate through Cavanis's core.

Meanwhile, the blows that land on the sides of Cavanis's stomach, just under the ribcage, are executed with a tactical brutality. These punches force Cavanis to twist awkwardly, attempting to shield her ribs and side stomach from further assault. The impact on these areas not only inflicts sharp pain but also disrupts the German model's balance and poise, leaving her increasingly defenseless against Agdal's onslaught.

As they battle, the ropes become their only boundary, creaking and groaning under the strain of their combined weight. The officials, recognizing the potential for injury, rush into the ring to intervene, but Nina and Nicola remain locked in their own world, a bubble of competition and rivalry that excludes all else.

Finally, after what seems like an eternity, they manage to separate the hellcats, pulling them apart with great effort. Both fighters are left panting, their bodies marked by the signs of their clash, faces flushed with the heat of battle.

After the chaotic brawl is finally subdued by the ring officials and both fighters are escorted backstage, each takes a moment to reflect on the clash, their emotions raw and their bodies still echoing with the adrenaline of the fight. In separate interviews, they share their thoughts on the confrontation.

Agdal, her breath still heavy from the exertion, wipes sweat from her brow and looks directly at the interviewer, a mixture of frustration and determination in her eyes. "Look, when you step into that ring, it's more than just a fight; it's about proving yourself," she begins, her voice firm. "Nicola came at me hard today, but I stood my ground. This isn't the end, not by a long shot."

Meanwhile, Nicola Cavanis, nursing a few visible marks from the encounter, speaks with a calm intensity, her gaze steady. "Nina thinks she's seen the last of me, but this was just the beginning," she states, her voice tinged with resolve. "She got her shots in, sure, but every punch I took today is just fuel for the fire. This rivalry? It's far from over."