Since Todd couldn't touch her face and she'd already done a bit of damage to his, Rogue kept her own strikes low as well, going no higher than his shoulders. She could see that she wasn't really getting anywhere with the kickboxing, but it was giving her a good workout, and she definitely needed it. Staying active helped her mental focus, and if they were actually going to try to pick up her control training again, she needed all the help she could get in the focusing department.

She fell into the same trap he did, her thoughts drifting as they moved around the arena, and he landed a blow on her knee at just the right angle to send her tumbling to the ground. And it hurt. A lot. Which was sure hadn't been intentional. Wincing, she rolled her feet again and immediately had to shift her weight off her left leg.

"Lord, sugar, you're good at this," she complimented him, leaning over to put pressure on her knee. "I think the point goes to you this round."