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>>9026078
I'm like Mohammed Ali. I'm swift and graceful. I dodge, dodge and dodge without ever properly punching back, maybe one or another jab. And then, when you think you finally got me where you wanted me, you get a hay maker out of nowhere.

I'd tire her out for a couple of rounds. Maybe eight. At that point, she wouldn't expect me to counter. That, along with her tiredness, would make her lower her guard. That's when I strike: a single, hard punch to the face. The ref counts. One, two three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine... Ten! It's a win for anon! The crowd's gone wild! Alice Margatroid and Patchouli Knowledge quickly make her way towards Marisa to check her vitals! The crowd invades the ring, carrying anon on their shoulders! And that's when anon yells the name of her beloved, dedicating his win to her!