Before: Jewel and Casta together again - some hard feelings from a previous encounter which saw Casta pose a beaten Jewel in a postfight corner scene - Laetitia unrepentant, Jewel unforgiving.

"I really don't like Laetitia," explains normally sweet Kilcher, "and it's not just Krusher/Tech junk either. She's snooty, she takes on airs - she's everything bad about models turned boxers. I've got some Laetitia-beating secrets up my sleeve and I can't wait to show them to her."

Casta still scalded by the Mandy Moore annihilation - she's anxious to get back on a Krusher and ride. "One lucky punch doesn't erase a career," sniffs Casta. "I've had more glorious moments in my little finger than Jewel Kilcher does in her whole grotesque body. I cannot be satisfied by anything less that a knockout - I will lay this fat pig down for good!"

Jewel in teal bandeau bikini top, navy boy cut bottoms, punching pigtails - Casta in crimson bikini.

During R1,2,3: Jewel lands some hard single shots, but all three rounds dominated by a smart-boxing Laetitia Casta. 'Tish spanking out a tart jab, keeping Kilcher well outside. Casta stepping in either direction, turning Jewel, making her move her feet. Casta setting up firm right hands to the chin - nice scorching blows, taken well by Jewel, but Tish with the range and accuracy just banking touches for the long haul. After the second and third, Laetitia very smug and darling with her glances and expressions as she passes Jewel en route to corners - French woman taunting with batting eyelashes, pursed lips as Kilcher smolders.

R4: Jewel skids a hook across Casta's brows - 'Tisha feels the punch in her toes - Casta immediately backs off, shaking her head to clear the cobwebs. Good stepping pressing from Jewel, stubbing her jab out on Laetitia's chest, forcing the French woman to ropes and engaging her in smarting trade. Jewel enjoying moments when she rings 'Tish up and down her flanks, slugging brisk out of the crouch. Casta hands up, getting shaken - she doesn't want to be on the ropes letting Jewel go at her like this.

R5,6: Casta looking good when she can steer Jewel midring, touch her with the jab and extend on right hands. Good bossy rounds for Tish - patient attack outside, smooth sidesteps with saucy palms on Jewel's shoulders or tugging down on her head. Kilcher taking everything thrown, face shining up nicely but she's unable to get comfortable in there. Casta dictating, even backing Jewel up when she wants - blonde can't fight her fight through 6.

R7: Jewel with good first minute pressure hounds Laetitia to ropes - French woman covering up and twisting, trying to roll the heat and Jewel scores paydirt at the minute mark. Crunching hook curves juuust inside Casta's raised right mitt, banks off forehead and unnerves Casta's legs DROPPING HER TO ALL FOURS! Woozy, stunned, Laetitia's momentarily defenceless - swaying 8 and Casta takes her worst punishment of the bout. Jewel lusty as she pounds away to the body, knuckles back the shoulders and clouts away to the head. Casta belted senseless, drooping, listing, ferocious heart holding her up, but she's taking a shellacking. Crowd screaming in the final moments when a dazed Tish Casta is standing upright at the ropes, hands at her chest, head swivelling sickeningly as Jewel puts lefts and rights to good use up top. Bell: Jewel chests up and drinks in the hurt - Casta a-swoon, resentful of blonde belly-weight against her, powerless to shove it off.

R8: Laetitia up off her stool, promptly stumbles, sags to her right, head lolling - she's damaged goods. ON COMES JEWEL! Kilcher sees the wreckage, goes all in - she leans into a looping overhand right and GETS BEAT TO THE PUNCH! Oh that crafty Casta - milking the hurt for Jewel's benefit, luring her in reckless and walking her into a lights-out right hand on the chin! Tish curling down and in on follow through - Jewel's right hand sailing, legs corkscrewing as she drifts down and SPRAWLS OUT COLD ON HER BACK! Sensational one punch whack - KO8 Laetitia Casta!

After: Casta strutting and shouting - Jewel all golden brown and heavy on the canvas, unmoving as physicians attend - it's a classic bait and switch. Tish finishing up her interviews for French Broadcasters, then storming over to the Kilcher Korner - woozy Jewel looking up dreamily, then reaching to push against Laetitia's stomach as the French woman bores in. Tish tugging Jewel to her feet, hand at the waistband in front to drag her forward and smack into a lascivious chest smother! Casta giving it to Jewel TIGHT near the Krusher corner, outraging collected Krusher dignitaries. La'Tish snarling as she shakes and tightens her reverse sleeper grip, chin tight against Jewel's matted hair. Poor Kilcher's screams muffled by European beef, hands on Laetitia's hips, but there's no getting Casta off her. Laetitia pours the jug to Jewel, keeping it on her until blonde sinks dreamily to one knee. Casta releasing with a flourish, smiling at the dazed, wet face: Jewel's eyes closed, eyebrows arching high - she's swaying slightly on one knee. La'Tish playfully toys with Jewel's pigtails, holding them out from her head, taunting her - it's scandalous gloating that will lead to harsh FCBA penalties in the days to come.