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Lucas wears a shirt and tie, dark pants, white socks, and Toms. Lucas’ hair is spikey. He looks very sexy and handsome, and his hair is spiked with hair gel.

Boris wears a shirt and tie, the green slip on shoes, and white socks, and pants that match like a mob boss

Boris is upset that Rob couldn’t beat Lucas last time and is watching video on his ipad of the last match. Boris practises a whole bunch of high kicks, tornado kicks, holding his kicks in the air, hoping to take down Lucas.

Lucas appears suddenly. He’s leaning against the wall, crossed his legs with one foot pointing down.

Lucas tells Boris “you looking for me?”

Boris “Yea....it’s time you lose.”

Lucas “Buddy...you’re going to be on the ground.

Boris grins and walks around Lucas in a circle. Boris rolls up his sleeves getting ready to fight.

The air hums with tension. Boris lunges first — a straight jab followed by a low roundhouse to Lucas’s ribs.

Lucas tilts his body just enough; Boris’s shin cuts through air.

Lucas counters instantly — a sliding side kick to Boris’s midsection. Boris blocks with his forearm, staggering back one step.

Boris roars, unleashing a flurry of chain punches, fists blurring toward Lucas’s chest.

Lucas sways side to side, each dodge smooth as wind through grass. His eyes never leave Boris’s.

Boris spins into a tornado kick — foot slicing through the air. Lucas bends backward, the heel missing by inches, and flows forward with a snap front kick that stops just short of Boris’s chin — a silent warning.

Boris (growling): “Stop dodging and fight me!”

Lucas (calmly): “You’ve been fighting your own anger, not me.”

Boris charges again, this time mixing axe kicks and h*ok kicks, his movements sharper now. Lucas moves like water — slipping, weaving, turning.

A spinning back kick whips toward Lucas’s ribs; he slides aside and counters with a crescent kick that sweeps Boris’s guard wide.

Before Boris can reset, Lucas pivots and delivers a double side kick — one to the chest, one to the shoulder — pushing Boris back into the wall

The pillar cr*cks, st*ne dust raining down. Boris snarls, wiping spittle from his lip.

He explodes forward with a jumping roundhouse, then drops low into a sweeping leg kick.

Lucas hops over the sweep, lands lightly on one foot (close up of the foot), and flicks a back kick into Boris’s abdomen before his opponent can rise.

Boris gasps, clutching his stomach. Boris groans long and slow while recovering

Lucas merely steps back into stance, breathing steady.

Boris shifts tactics. His movements grow wild — unpredictable.

He does high false lunge, strikes low, then spins into a 360 butterfly kick.

Lucas ducks beneath the first arc, sidesteps the second, and strikes with a palm heel to Boris’s shoulder, redirecting his momentum into empty air.

Boris crashes into a wall. He rebounds with a furious spinning h*ok kick, screaming through clenched teeth.

Lucas drops under it and counters with a sweeping crescent — the back of his heel grazing Boris’s jaw. (close up of heel to Boris’ jaw)

Lucas steps aside, serene, while Boris stumbles but refuses to fall.

Sweat drips down Boris’s face. His chest heaves.

Lucas hasn’t even broken a sweat.

Boris (panting): “Stand still!”

Lucas (quietly): “Stillness doesn’t mean weakness.”

Boris charges one last time — a barrage of kicks:

Front kick, back kick, tornado roundhouse, axe kick.

Each one faster than the last.

Each one met with — nothing.

Lucas’s body flows like mist, each attack brushing harmlessly past.

Boris growls in frustration, launching a final, desperate combo:

A jumping side kick into a reverse h*ok kick, followed by a flying double front kick.

Lucas pivots smoothly, catching Boris’s last leg midair.

Lucas twists — Boris’s body flips sideways.

Lucas releases, spins once, and delivers a spinning back kick directly to Boris’s chest.

Boris flies backward, crashing into the ground with a heavy thud. He groans, the fight draining from his limbs. Boris is on his back with his arms and legs spread wide.

Lucas steps forward calmly, places his foot gently — but firmly — on Boris’s stomach (close up shots of his foot and multiple angles around)

Lucas looks down at Boris. “I told you man. You’d be on the ground.”

Lucas begins to press hard on his foot. Lucas then lifts his foot/leg high and holds it there. He tells Boris – “Nah, I don’t think I’m finished with you yet.

He tells Boris to get up and walks around a bit. Boris takes a slow time to get up, so Lucas walks up to him and puts his foot under Boris’ chin and starts to lift Boris up with his leg (Boris will stand up making it look on film as if Lucas is lifting him up)

Lucas gives a front kick to Boris’ b*lls and leaves his foot in there while Boris goes down in agony.

Lucas then kicks back and forth across Boris’ face several times before Boris falls down on the ground. He lays on the ground with his arms and legs spread wide, all groggy he lifts his head to stare at Lucas while groaning.

Lucas leans forward to knee Boris in the stomach and gives a Bruce Lee like yell. Boris falls to his knees and Lucas walks in a circle around him, coming back to do a front face headlock and back heel kick to Boris’ face two times while Lucas gives another Bruce Lee like yell.

When Lucas backs off, Boris is still on knees all groggy. Lucas extends his leg out long and just with his toes pushes Boris to the ground.

Boris laid out in a spread eagle (arms and legs spread wide) and Lucas slowly puts his foot down on Boris’ abs while standing tall, arms down.

Boris groans long and medium loud, almost sexy sounding. “You win...you bastard” Boris tries to arch his back attempting to get up but being too weak, Lucas’s foot is too heavy.

Lucas continues to stand above Boris with his foot on him. “It’s Lucas...remember that name”

Lucas takes his foot off Boris. Boris letting a sigh of relief is just about to lift himself up, but Lucas at the same time is putting his other foot over Boris’ heart.

Lucas tells Boris “Hey...I gotta hand it to you, you got some cool moves. I think I’ll borrow this one.”

Lucas puts his foot on Boris’ heart and slowly adds pressure. Boris groans long and loud until he slowly stays movement. Close up of Lucas’s face as he applies pressure and close up of his foot. Full view shots too. Lucas keeps his foot on Boris – extended scene.

After, camera fades and new scene – Lucas is on the ground with his arms and legs spread wide. It turns out he was dreaming that he was like Bruce Lee and beating up Boris. He comes to and looks up at Boris putting his foot on Lucas’ chest. Lucas lifts his head up

Boris tells Lucas “you lose, buddy.”

Boris picks up Lucas and palm strikes him in the gut hard that Lucas groans and moans long and loud and slowly falls to his knees. Boris then kicks back and forth across Luca’s face several times.

He then switches to wrap his leg around Lucas’ neck to ch*ke him out. After a good time of ch*king, Boris lets him go and back kicks Lucas in the back. Lucas falls to the ground. Boris puts his foot on Lucas’ back and Lucas counters with his leg kicking back at Boris like a scorpion stinger to push Boris off. Boris turns and walks back to Lucas and delivers his fit into Lucas’ stomach. He picks up Lucas and puts him in a front facing headlock and back heel kicks him 3 times in the face with Lucas’s reaction in a sexy grunt/groan.

Lucas falls back down with a long groan and continues to stare at Boris while Boris stares at Lucas.

Boris stand above Lucas, arms hanging down, and victoriously puts his foot on Lucas’ stomach. Boris tells him “It’s over”

Lucas responds in a tired but a bit angry that he lost tone “ok...you win. So what do you want me to do?”

Boris tells him “Just stay down” and keeps his foot on Lucas. They continue to stare at teach other while Boris enjoys his victory.

Extended scene of Boris’ foot on Lucas and Lucas continues to groan and moan long.

Scene end.

Language: Russian with English subtitles

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