To be fair, Ash threw himself at a lot of Rockets. And had shouted at the girl in question, Manaka, to fucking fight him; when he was over six foot and did a lot of running and physical exercise, and the girl in question looked more like a doll than a front-liner for the WWE.

But, you know. Ash never claimed to fight fair when the bets were off.

"You sure...? Alright. Thanks, mate." He accepted it and wiped his face with a corner of it, so he didn't smear blood and sweat all over it. He found a potion and sent it on the next belt - thankfully, it didn't spin.