Kiara, at the age of fifteen

Kiara POV:

I groaned as I got my from the ground; my opponent, whatever her name was on the floor. I winced as I touched my face; I could feel it swelling up, not to mention the blood that was dripping from my forehead, making it hard to see. The girl had done a number on me. Not to mention how persistent she was. I legit think we fought for a solid hour. She packed punch after punch as I dodged and blocked them; I had gotten a few hits in as well to ...