Clarisse was fast, Paul noted to himself. And she had a long reach. But Paul had two serious advantages that he knew the Ares girl couldn't contest with. One, Paul was trained and had much more experience as a boxer, and two, Paul had done a really good job of pissing her off. 

The pair traded blows on each other. Clarisse used all of her colossal strength in her blows, and almost brought Paul to his knees. Once she started to tire, however, Paul started to lay on strikes, becoming more and more aggressive. To her credit, Clarisse did admirably in defending herself, but everyone watching knew the outcome could only go one way. 

It all ended when Clarisse readied a right cross, but before swinging, she got distracted by something above Paul. The young man didn't even notice her pause, and gave his opponent an uppercut, which knocked her to the ground. Rather than getting up, Clarisse just stared at him. "What?" Paul asked. He looked around and saw the rest of the audience watching above his head. When he did the same, Paul saw a red image of a spear and a shield hovering above his head. Clarisse smiled (something else that supprised Paul). "Welcome, little brother." was all Clarisse said.