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Its clear for everyone to see that the end is near.
Pamela rocks Jace back and forth, her lithe, supple body tense with adrenaline as she pummels Jace with a left, then a right, shoving and grunting as she hammers him against the ropes.
"Beg for me to stop," She hisses, as Jace pitifully groans from the daze of a massive right uppercut. She props him up, flexing a bicep to the distraught audience.
"Is this your champion?" She roars.