R7: Sixth SO expensive for Allison Mack - she fought through more hurt, repelled a savage finishing run - she's clearly labouring now as Lilly comes in with fresh reserves. Evangeline's phenomenal conditioning starting to become a factor: Mack mouthbreathing, feeling the pace, no longer able to match Lilly punch for punch. Long, punishing stretches along the ropes as Mack occupies the apron, arms crossed, sliding hurt along the cables: Lilly nudging with her left elbow/shoulder, then hopping in hooks - small glove bouncing off Mack's front and skull, visibly diminishing her this round. Tough to watch - stubborn Ali's not getting off, not clinching, not going down - just sliding along the ropes, taking a bludgeoning. Lilly at her very best here - humming athletically along, punching crisp and compact, taking the time to beat her foe's arms numb as part of the overall plan to work Allison over. Bell to bell Lilly leaves Ali shiny eyed and discouraged - buttocks wobbling terribly as she tries to walk a straight line to her corner. Lilly breathing hard, but upbeat, telling her corner: "I'm taking her apart - I can feel it!" during the break.

R8: Ali up bravely off her stool, but plodding shabbily forward: Lilly meets her midring with a swinging hook to paunch, revelling in Mack's shuddering whimper in response. Job of work for Lilly to punch-n'-bump Mack to ropes - Ali ashen-faced, arms crossed - she's stunned as a hook detonates off her face, draping her upright on the cables. Lilly just operating on Mack here: feet in wide, strong stance; crisp, crook-armed hooks sticking into Mack, bouncing off her, or clawing across her front; short, pulverizing right hands pounding at face, or chopping sidearm in behind blonde left elbow. The constant push of Lilly on Mack - that lead left shoulder/extended left elbow - so strong and big on Allison, discouraging her further. Minute mark - Ali's corner begging her to clinch - but Mack's too drowsy to respond, slumping forward under a brace of savage, belting licks to her biceps.

Another ripping, digging hook takes Allison up underneath.

Shoulder prop straightens Alli, Lilly just easing her weight in all big-girl. Mack's face is blank, lips parted. She never sees the right hand that takes her on the chin, swivels her head.

Hook smashes off Ali's forehead, rocking her back into ropes, her arms loosely crossed at her body, no longer protecting her.

Hook smashes off Ali's mouth, dislodging her gumshield. Plastic mouthpiece flutters in the air as Mack's slumping against ropes, eyes dim.

Right hand glances off Ali's right cheek, then Lilly deposits another robust hook to waist, digging in muscular to liver. Mack sighs forward, giving up her back. Follow-on right across Mack's spine only hastens her collapse to all fours. Lilly steps back, chest heaving, then jogs to neutral corner.

Allison Mack panting on hands and knees, just can't beat the count. KO8 in brutal fashion - Evangeline Lilly.

After: Lilly strutting hands high as 10 count is reached - she systematically breaks down one of the toughest bantams in the division, taking Allison Mack apart to the body. Ali came in with plans to adjust, but this was straight up banging for the most part - no clinching, no angles, no boxing - Mack not translating her gym work into the fight itself as Lilly's able to impose strength and conditioning for the duke. Camera catches an exultant Jennifer Love Hewitt in the audience, clearly enjoying Allison's misery just a little too much. Beating has all the earmarks of a great softening barrage if Jen's thinking of moving on Mack in the near future.

Before: "Lilly's strong, no question," Allison admits in prefight, "and it doesn't end there. Evangeline has really redefined what a bantamweight champion can be - physically. I see little holes in her technique and a few counterproductive tendencies in her approach that I plan to take advantage of, but on the whole, she's a formidable woman who you just have to respect. It's not like I can just reinvent myself as Britney Spears for this fight - but I've been working hard to throw a few wrinkles Evangeline's way come fight night. Buy a ticket - come see what I've cooked up for her!" Lilly poised, muscular in baby blue tank top - ingenue looking very comfortable atop boxing's most competitive division. "Mack's a wonderful little fighter," Evangeline allows at the podium, "she's proven she's the best pure pressure fighter in the game, and she's done it all as an independent, and that's no joke. But Allison Mack is simply not on my level. I respect her and I know she's going to unleash hell in that ring - but deep down, she knows it's not going to be enough. Allison's heading for another beating, pure and simple. And knowing Mack, she's going to force me to make it a bad one, because one thing about Allison: there's no quit in that woman. You've got to beat the quit into her." Lilly in green jogging bikini with black splatter pattern; small black work out gloves. Allison in mauve bandeau bikini; small black work out gloves.

During R1: Girls swat left hands in acknowledgement at midring, get down to business. Lilly: right hand open at her chin, left across her gut, weight forward, crouching. Mack: alternating between earmuff and crossed arm - bending at the waist, happy to bump left shoulders with brawny brunette. Oh, the body whack - both vixens SUMPTUOUS with hooks, really popping hips into the motion, landing thick, bringing the mitt back quick. Both girls very aggressive with the left shoulder/extended left elbow - constantly propping and nudging the other. Hooks bouncing off foreheads, shoulders, chests - hooks digging at paunch and tucking in firm behind elbows. Lilly a little busier: Mack should be clinching more, but can't bring herself to do it - she'd rather let Evangeline get off, then pay her back in kind.

R2: Allison crouches forward, arms crossed against her body: Lilly weight on left (front) foot skids a crook-armed uppercut across Mack's forehead, then doubles down with the left hook THICK in Ali's waist. Soft grunt of pain, Mack - she grimaces, backs up hurt, seeking support of the ropes. Lilly hands at waist as she walks all big-girl to her blonde, stepping into an abrupt one-two up top (raising Mack's guard in hasty earmuff) then DIGGING that hook to liver downstairs. Lilly's eyes sparkling, lips set firm in concentration - she dips to her right, rips a carving right uppercut out of the crouch (off the right foot), then hooks Ali's liver again PAK! off the left foot. Mack suffering, besieged - but grimly riding it out: Ali just bent over in crossed arm, occasionally leaning backwards in earmuff - Lilly getting off in crisp 2s and 3s, never really unleashing. Mack stabilizes late, hooking Lilly firmly to chin - Evangeline wisely staying discplined, realizes Ali's nowhere near ready to go.

R3: Spitting jabs midring - both women punching back opposing faces, then both edge in to hook the midsection with vigour. Ali aggressively hooking and bumping with her shoulder, working Lilly in stages to ropes: Evangeline grimacing, frowning in concentration - she digs in at the apron left across her abs, right at her left cheek. Steady, muscular siege, Mack to Lilly: Evangeline's stocky legs planted strong, hard upperbody twisting side to side and bending at the waist as Lilly looks to block-and-counter. Lilly reluctant to clinch as well and it's costing her here: Mack getting off beefy - doubling up hooks behind the elbow, dropping short right crosses, coming back ripping left uppercuts. Much of the ordinance detonating on Lilly's arms and prepared defences - but this is some of the best work Mack's ever gotten done on Lilly, shaking the champ with thumping heft.

R4: Mack evens up the cards, banging out hardnosed points toe-to-toe. Gruelling stuff - girls bumping left shoulders, nudging each other left elbows, then hooking and crossing from in tight. Both loving the hook low and to the right side of offending paunch - small gloves digging in thick-n'-moist, often winning breathy sighs of complaint from stubborn vixens. Slow, stepping clockwise rotation - neither girl trying to be cute or evasive here: both very much available for the other at all times. Mack landing several clubbing right hand to left side of Lilly's head: Evangeline just eating the punch with a dull expression. Both sets of legs so curvy and sturdy that neither girl goes down - but this is bludgeoning, bashing two way, and it's taking its toll all around through 4.

R5: Lilly slowly grinds her way back on top - once again outworking Mack in the trenches as the two continue to dig and bump at close quarters. Lilly getting thick, short, pumping, crook-armed hooks into Mack's sturdy midriff off set-up left uppercuts to forehead: Mack visibly weakened by the repeat visits to her breadbasket, just tilting forward and grimacing sadly as Evangeline scores. Lilly having more success levering Mack out of her foxholes with the left-elbow - Evangeline pushing her way forward, hooking Mack as she's back up. Lilly also starting to hammer at Allison's biceps - clubbing rights and lefts swatting in tight, landing flat (Jaime Danztscher style punching). Mack suffering, goes to a supple crouch/lead uppercut type offence - startling Lilly at times with power from either side, off either foot. Allison able to score in spots and back Lilly off - but Evangeline starting to encompass her blonde through 5.