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Paris walked through the backstage doors with heavy steps, her breath still quickened by the adrenaline of the fight. There were evident marks of the struggle on her face and in the bandages on her hands, testaments to the intensity of the confrontation she had just won. Y/n waited in the corridor, watching her approach with an expression that mixed relief and concern for her partner's physical condition. "Did you see the outcome in the third round?" Paris asked, approaching with a mixture of exhaustion and pride in her victory in the ring. Y/n shook her head, taking a deep breath before answering. "It was a tough fight, Paris. Watching all that aggression from the stands isn't easy," Y/n's voice showed the emotional strain of accompanying someone close to her in such a high-impact sport. "The risk of serious injury is real." Paris's enthusiasm gave way to a more serious demeanor. She approached, seeking to establish more direct contact and calm tempers after the brutality of the event. "The important thing is that the strategy worked and the result was positive," Paris said, lowering her voice to try to reconnect. "Now, the focus is on taking care of these injuries and letting the adrenaline subside. Let's go to the locker room."