When dust settles

   Left.Right.With every punch he gave it all he got!His arms went thrusting forward like a bullet,like a train. High speed,no breaks and ready to do some damage. His punches went fast and hard and it is damage, they were delivering. As the punches went flying,sweat started to build up,it was only a matter of time til he was covered in it. Droplets of hot sticky sweat flying everywhere,illuminated by the bright hot lamps of the ring. Under them,it felt like the sun. Like he was roasted and with every passing second it was getting hotter. The longer the fight was going on,the more it felt like the time was slowing down. Soon,the screams and cheers of the crowd felt like one roar of the wild.A noise.The lights,the dripping sweat,dodge here,punch there. It was getting hazy,he was losing it but he never faltered. He never lost his resolve and punches kept coming swift and hard. Suddenly,a hard hot punch coming his way,landed, and this one,this one hit hard. He felt his whole body vibrate. Suddenly a needle of pain sent a pulse across the body and it felt like the world stopped. He did not. He had to win. For her,for all of them.Like a machine with his cold eyes firmly on the win,he kept going. Coming at his opponent,relentless like a horror film villain,it would be done,it had to be..Another punch his way,threw him off. Shaken. That very second punch pushed him back,dust gathered under his boots,he was losing his ground and if he were to loose, it will be now. In that very same second he gathered his strength,from the feet to the arms,right into the fist. He sent it flying and right when his opponent thought it was in the bag,here comes the famous rocket punch. Smashing right into the face. That very moment he could see it in the cold glassy gaze of the opponent,he got this. One more,all the power all the speed in one fist and right at him. The next second the opponent was on the ground. It was done. Sound of a crashing body to the hot dusty earth,followed by a moment of silence only to be drowned by the screams and cheers of the onlookers. He did it. He defied the odds. He has won.