[i] Still standing reverse, to her punch back she looks back to find her mark before springing off her right foot twisting 180, and hammering the bag with her left shin. She lands and begins to put her shoulders behind her punches, feigning every now and then to prevent over committing. By now she has split her knuckles on the bag and a fine spray of blood is miring with the sweat on her top. Her muscles in her shoulders and neck go from taught to rigid at which point she begins to cool down.[/i]