This story is about 2800 words or 17 standard book pages. (6000 words with the Mage Fantasy Series Promo at the back!)
The ring was bright. Joe wasn't used to seeing this many electric lights in one place. It was hotter than he thought it would be.
The champ stood on the other side of the ring. He had his manager talking to him from his side. Joe had done his research. The man was from somewhere in Europe, but had made a name for himself quickly in the ring in London. After everything started to go mainstream, he cut his way through the dozens of weaklings that flooded the ranks of pro-boxing and had taken the crown. Since then he had fought a number of the better fighters and had won decisively. He would be a hard, difficult fighter to beat and Joe, although he was ready, was worried. It was hard to focus with his daughter watching from up top.
The bell rang and the first round began. They circled each other faking to see if one of them would give an early opening. He was good. In fact, he was far better than Joe in almost every way.
Their brown eyes met and Joe was the first to throw a punch. He missed by a long shot and the return combo pummeled his stomach and pushed him back to the ropes. The air went out of his lungs and he fell back.
What a way to start a fight, he thought. He was blacking out in the first few seconds the other man was that powerful.