Both fighters began to circle each other on the training floor.
The bright daylight exposed every small detail of their movements.
Miller tried to keep his guard higher to protect his chest.
He realized that Clara used leverage instead of brute strength.
Miller: You're going down this time.
Clara: Talk less and move faster.
Miller snapped a quick front kick toward her midsection.
Clara caught his ankle sideways and turned him off balance again.
She let go quickly before he could drop into a tackle.
Miller stumbled backward two steps before regaining his posture.
The audience was completely silent as they watched the exchange.
Nobody was laughing at Clara's abilities anymore on the sidelines.
Clara advanced with a series of controlled palm strikes forward.
She targeted his guard to keep him on the defensive position.
Miller blocked the first hit but slipped on the second strike.
Her open hand struck his shoulder pad with solid force.
He backed away toward the edge of the mat circle rapidly.
Recruit: Keep your guard up, Miller!
Miller threw a wild left hook out of sheer frustration.
Clara saw the broad swing coming from a mile away.
She parried the forearm downward with her left palm easily.
She stepped inside his reaching range to control his posture.
Her control over the rhythm of the fight was absolute.
Miller tried to push her away with his free right arm.
Clara trapped his wrist against his chest with firm grip pressure.
She used his momentum against him as he tried to pull back.
The gym was so quiet you could hear their heavy breathing.
Clara prepared to complete her final tactical sequence now.