Fenix laughed, a sour sound by the somewhat spiteful look in her eyes. This one was going to get the best of her beatings, she could only hope he didn't break down and cry from it.

"Fine." She hissed. Stepping forward, she twisted. And then, she did it again. Finally, she held out her hand to him, winking and blowing him a kiss. Might as well have fun with her prey. Her fingers curled and she leaned back, her foot launching up into the air and aiming at his stomach. Quickly she continued. Her next attack was an elbow aimed for his face- able to be avoided if he were fast on his feet. Then she swooped down, preparing a third hit for the series as the crowd burst into cheers, yelling, and happy chuckles. Her fist clenched and she struck it towards his stomach. Finally, she slipped past him picking her foot up and playfully nudging him in the rear with it in a way to make him stumble if he were not paying attention.

Walking outside, Raquel saw Fenix's man taking bets, taking out six pieces of gold, he sidles up to the man and hands him the six pieces.
"Three gold on either, my good sir," He said, winking at him. "This looks like a good fight. I've seen Fenix fight before, but I'm not too sure about this fight, I'll be around after the fight to collect my winnings."
Mingling back into the crowd, he managed to pull approximately five and a half gold pieces from peoples pockets, making up what he just bet.
This is DEFINITELY a good night He thought to himself.

Sevick moved his hands as a martal arts master would and blocked dodged or parried her moves. She was toying with him he thought until he got a foot on his ass. He fell forward but managed to turn it into a roll. He then stood and spun on his feet to face Fenix.
Sevick begain his attack movien his hands in circles to try to confuse her as her ran toward her only to send a sweeping kick to knock her down and another that would land on her face if she fell toward him.

Maringa followed a little behind Raquel. She wasn't particularly fond of violence, but this must be the woman fighter she had heard about throughout town.

Maringa had to stop from laughing at how easily Raquel releaved people of their money. And some of these people might even be pickpockets themselves. When she cought back up with him through the crowd, she slid an arm around his. She would make sure to check her coin purse more regularly than she had been. But it could be usefull for her to stay near him.