Kyla and Delviny faced each other, their eyes locked in a fierce gaze. The arena was silent as they prepared to fight, their weapons at the ready.
Both of them observed each other carefully as they didn't want to make any mistake that could lead to their defeat.
Delviny was extra careful because she had to suspect everyone in the tournant to be having so kind of special owner after witnessing what happened yesterday and she didn't know how to deal with the, so until she finds safety was her priority.
Both of them waited for the other party to attack first, but this led to a never-ending stare off so Kyla decided to take the initiative.
Kyla flexed her muscular arms, feeling the power coursing through her veins.
"You ready for this, Lady Delviny?" she taunted.
Delviny smiled, flipping her red hair over her shoulder. "Always. Let's see what you've got."
The two won charged at each other, their weapons clashing in a shower of sparks. Kyla's brute strength was no match for Delviny's quick reflexes and agility, but Kyla was relentless in her attacks.
Kyla quickly understood why nobody was able to beat this woman because her strength was even more than her. She didn't even flinch from the first strike showing how strong she was.
"Is that all you got?!" Delviny shouted, ducking under Kyla's swing and landing a blow on her opponent's back.
It wasn't fatal, but it was enough to make her cough.
Kyla grunted in pain but refused to back down.
"Why are you holding back against !" she growled, swinging her weapon with all her might.
"Holding back? I'm not holding back, I'm just checking your abilities, it's annoying when people are hiding their abilities, so I want to see what you can do," Delviny said and charged again making Kyla kneel, as she felt another jab on her guts.
Their battle continued for what felt like thirty minutes, each woman trading blows and parrying attacks. The crowd was on the edge of their seats, cheering on their favourite fighter.
Finally, Kyla saw an opening and struck but Delviny quickly blocked her, Kyla decided to use the information to her advantage to create an opening so she whispered sothing into Delviny's ear.
"Aren't you ashad to seduce your own brother?"
Kyla hissed, a cruel smirk twisting her lips. "That's sick, even for you."
Delviny stumbled backwards, her curvy body glistening with sweat in shock. She was caught off guard by this sentence, but she quickly try to regain her lead.
Kyla grinned triumphantly, raising her weapon to strike a blow. But before she could, Delviny spoke.
"I did and so what? If you want to use this as a tactic against it won't work, because not ashad to say that I reduced my own brother,"
Kyla hesitated for a mont before taking a step back feeling she was going to get attacked if she advanced.
Her instinct was screaming asking her to retreat, as Delviny used her abilities.
"Sick woman!"
Kyla shouted, but Delviny just smiled at her words.
"Thank you!"
The two won just kept looking at each other until their bodies pressed close together.
Delving suddenly pushed Kyla with her strength and without even getting any chance to react, she was thrown back out of the arena causing everyone to gasp in silence at what they witnessed.
As they pulled away, Delviny looked at Kyla with newfound respect.
"Nice tactic you used there, but too bad I won't fall for cheap provocation like that," Delviny stood in the middle of the arena victorious and when the crowd realised what happened, everyone shouted in triumph.
"Good lord! Our champion Lady Delviny erges victorious again, but this is an unexpected attack, she threw her opponent out of the arena," The announcer girl said and got close to Delviny.
"This is sothing we have never seen before, a presentation of raw strength and power,"
Delviny looked at Kyla hoping she wouldn't die from that simple push, and to her satisfaction, Kyla stood up with blood coming out from her forehead.
She looked at Delviny with a neutral look, she was neither angry nor happy about this developnt since she expected sothing like this to happen.
'I knew that would be a trigger for her, what did I even expect'
Kyla thought as the dics ca to support her. Ellena and Amos also rushed into the arena, their eyes scanning the crowds until they saw Kyla, standing forlornly at the edge of the fighting pit with a bloody forehead.
Ellena, with her fast movent and piercing eyes, quickly made her way over to Kyla, concern etched across her face.
"Kyla, are you okay?" she asked, placing a comforting hand on Kyla's shoulder while dics started giving her first aid on the spot.
Kyla shook her head, her eyes looking at them with disappointnt.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what happened," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
"One minute, I was fighting Delviny and the next, I was thrown out of the arena."
Amos, the towering leader figure with broad shoulders, stepped forward. "Was she trying to kill you right now?" he asked, his deep voice filled with anger.
Kyla wondered whether that was the case and she dismissed that idea because if she wanted to kill her, there were many thods to use instead of just pushing her.
"She left after one look at ," she said, her voice filled with bitterness. "Like it was nothing. Just like we expected she's not sothing we could deal with,"
Ellena and Amos exchanged a knowing glance. They had seen this kind of behaviour before. Delviny was a skilled fighter, but she didn't have a reputation for being ruthless and cruel.
But seeing this, they had to wonder if that was true.
"Don't worry, Kyla," Ellena said, her voice full of determination. "We'll take care of Delviny. She won't get away with this."
Kyla looked up at Ellena, without a single glimr of hope in her eyes.
"Thank you, but don't," she said, her voice trembling.
"I was wrong to provoke her, I shouldn't have said those things to her, I should apologize to her as soon as I can before she holds a grudge against ," Kyla said and got up to take proper treatnt and et Delviny.
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