Duncan was watching the, for lack of a better term, spectacle with some trepidation. In his eyes, it looked like this Avis chick was looking for a pounding but he had to give credit to the li'l grumpasaurus; Mal was certainly bringing the pain.
Even as Avis dragged herself back to her feet, Duncan knew the fight was nearly over.
Then, she spat. In his ring. He was about to jump in between the pair to end the fight and disqualify Avis for such a disgusting act. Mal would advance to fight the biker chi...
Mal swung her foot for a cunt punt.
Duncan closed his bright blue eyes and sighed.
"WHOA, WHOA! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?" he bellowed as his eyes reopened, jumping to break up the fight, his voice like ice. Sure it wasn't all that scary but there was definitely an edge to it. "That's it, end of the fight. You're both disqualified. Get the fuck outta my ring!"