"Link, take it slow, even if you can't KO Big Klitschko, you can win by points."
Coach Brooks said from the sidelines.
Link nodded, although what Coach Brooks said was true, knocking out his opponent was the goal he set for himself before every match. If he were to win by points, it would mean he hadn't achieved his goal, tantamount to losing.
He didn't want to lose, so he would try his utmost to achieve his goal and win by a knockout in the least number of rounds, to give himself a sense of closure.
Ding ding ding!
The bell for the second round rang, and Link spat out the water in his mouth and walked towards the center of the boxing ring with his fists clenched.
Across him, Big Klitschko was still steady, his chin smeared with lubricant that shone, and upon close inspection, you could see traces of red swelling.
This was the result of Link's multiple attacks.
And Big Klitschko's chin was also very robust, his ability to take punches was stronger than anticipated.
