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This time, Cannonade braced. Maeve's jabs were faster now, favouring speed in an attempt to hit the human cannon. And then they felt a hand on the back of their head, for Cannon a very decent 'oh fuck' moment. Luckily, it was softer than the previous hit had been. The facial collision with Maeve's knee was not. They tasted blood in their mouth at the sudden hit before being kicked in the boob. Cannonade was sent flying into the wall. They flung into it like a ragdoll as Maeve charged again.

Cannonade bared their teeth before sliding forward, dodging Maeve's fist and sliding beneath them. With one hand out they grabbed onto anything hard they could grip on Maeve's form. They dug their fingers into the woman's skin and then pulled it to the ground. Maeve was crushed by gravity, smashing into the earth. Cannonade released as Maeve rose their head to look up, only to have the superstar spit a mouthful of blood into Maeve's face. Followed by a right hook.

Cannonade backed away, nearly falling over themself before raising into the air. They floated up as Maeve recovered until they were level with the crowd of spectators. Gasps and faint claps were heard as they came to a stop in the centre of the room, high above the arena floor, holding their head desperately. Another hit to the heat without a helmet would mean crawling to their grave. And Maeve certainly had a thing for headshots.

Cannonade blinked and focused on Maeve on the ground below them. And for a moment the two took a moment to just observe, at such a distance. Yes, distance. They had to keep distance. No more of this close quarters shit.

Super Roma's cannon rose up further until they landed on the curved ceiling of the domed club. They let their body flatten on the uneven architecture for a moment before bouncing off it, down toward the spectators seats around the edge of the sunken arena. Their bare feet touched ground between between two white women in rich dresses and deep cleavage.

"C-C-Cannonade," One of the women guffawed. Cannonade frowned before grabbing a champagne glass from her hand and leaping over the stadium again. As they flew overhead several pieces of the the glass shot down, a dozen shards impacting onto the marble and a thirteenth entering Maeve's body as she dodged. It sliced straight through, coming out the back of her arm. The bloody shard smashed into the ground below her.

Cannonade landed on the other side of the stands, catching their breath and looking for what next they could shoot Maeve with.