Butrexx

Your wife steps out onto the bloody battleground. She holds her shield high protecting her body and face. Out steps Leonidas, still naked this time with a new shield and a spear. The battleground had been cleared of the body and what was left of the weapons and shields, but blood stained the mud.

"Empress of Arxkesttelgdn, your fate lies with me. Remember I am the only one to defeat you so far and I don't expect that to change. Should you lose, My husband will choose a successor from your people to rule the lands of Rine. Should I lose the Orange Clutch will become independent and should you wish you may start a new fight for the title of Emperor of Arxkesttelgdn as is the tradition of the land. This fight shall be to the **** but either challenger can Yield at any time." Declared Butrexx then added with a smirk "Do you wish to yield now and save your self the humiliation of being defeated by me twice, I understand it is the opinion of the Orange Clutch that women should stay at home and are only good at fucking and raise young; I would hate for you to have to face your people after being defeated by one twice."

"No! Woman, I do not YIELD!" Leonidas roared "I shall kill you and wipe my shame clean; I killed that human scum to get you to fight me and when you are dead I will wipe this land of the filth your cunt brought in!" He spat on the ground with his last words.

Unphased by the insults Butrexx advanced, she knew she had to close the gap before he could use his orange dragon magic. Reacting almost as quick as she did, Leonidas raised his spear to keep Butrexx at bay. She quickly blocked and dodged around his spear for a good ten minutes her multicoloured scaled skirt and plate armour glistening as she moved. This gave the illusion of the dress rippling and flowing like a waterfall of colour and metal. She kept at him as she was fresh and he had just fought. This made it impossible to release a breath of the orange mist that fueled his fighting spirit. Soon she was panting and sweating in her armour but he was gasping despite his lack of anything to weigh him down. He had dropped his shield and now held his spear in two hands. He shuffled his feet back and forth in a more defensive manner that reduced the amount of movement he needed to keep her at bay.

Eventually, one powerful but a lucky hit to her shield caused it to move to the side slightly exposing her flank. He quickly stepped back then thrust forward into Butrexx's sword shoulder. As she cried out in pain the crowd booed except a small cheer from some of the Orange dragon-kin. This brought him enough time to expel one puff of orange smoke. His muscles bulged and his irises changed to orange.

As power flowed through him he felt renewed. He began an onslaught of thrusts with his spear. This looked bad for your wife. You tried to call the match off shouting out for your wife to yield but she did not. She dropped her sword and crouched down, lowering her centre of gravity. As blood dripped from the wound she gripped her shield with both hands and used it to take the blows.

He was being sloppy, infected by his own fighting aura his forgot his technique and tried to batter her into submission. The mist was not supposed to act this way, in small doses, it increased an Orange dragon-kin's fighting aura, making his muscles respond more effectively to the signals from his brain. It gave quicker reactions and an eye for weak-spots. Overdosing like Leonidas does gives super strength but puts the user into a blind rage seeing only a target with nothing around it. The more you overdose the stronger you get but the less you see; first, you see only your current opponent, blinding you to the battlefield or other combatants. But too much and all you see is an orange blob and the weapon in your hand if you have one you gain a compulsion to hit this spot with all your strength until it vanishes and the next appears.

Leonidas had only got to stage one of the overdoses but Butrexx knew how to exploit this. Bracing herself she moved her wounded sword arm to pick up her sword again. Then as Leonidas move his spear back to take another strike she stepped up. this **** him to take a step back to be able to strike again. each drawback he took she stepped forward forcing him back. She kept this up until...

"WhaAArewwrettt" Leonidas cried out in confusion as he tripped over his own degraded shield. As he fell backward, Butrexx used her battered and dented shield, knocking it into the spear pushing the other end of it directly into his exposed and erect cock and balls. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOeeeeeee" Leonidas squealed. He dropped the spear and it fell beside him leaving him defenseless.

Butrexx was quick to capitalize on this as she maneuvered to place her sword by his neck. "YIELD!" she demanded!

"NO!" Leonidas retorted as he clasped his damaged manhood. "I will not yield to you!" He tried to grasp for his spear once again.

Slice

With one quick movement, Butrexx slit his throat.