"Alright. When ever you need a break just ask. I will not do sneak attacks, but I will not hold back. My blood can heal anything that happens to you." He hoped that would not come to that.
Taking a breath he put his hands up. He had been trained in an older form of boxing, but his sire had encouraged his fighters to play dirty. He didn't want to hurt Buffy but he would not hold back, she need to spar, not be pampered. He waited until she was ready, her guard up before he struck.
He moved to the left but struck right, punching out with his right hand, while he held the other up to cover his face.