Knowing that this situation, once thought dreadful, had potential within it, he readied himself, wiping the blood from his nose as he raised his hands, taking to an orthodox boxing stance.
"Alright! Ready for round two!?" Maverick asked, raring to go.
"Yeah!"
What ensued, despite his resolve being now ironclad, was a beating more than he'd ever suffered in his life. Though he fought with renewed confidence and boxing proficiency of his own, Maverick was on a different level.
It seemed that challenging Maverick on his own turf, using boxing for himself, dragged out the fiery passion of the champion-class fighter.
As he tried weaving through the bullet jabs that came his way like a shotgun blast of pullets, he managed to get through the first couple before being knocked around by the rest of the blows.