Daina wins.

With Ba'Too removed from the contest the two panthers now only had one another to contend with. The pair of warrior women retrieved their staves, dropped in Daina's case and lost in Meralda's when she was seized by the pirate. Whilst Meralda walked the dozen or so paces to recover her staff Daina squatted beside the fallen first mate of the sea witch. Unbuckling his belt she tugged loose the ties of his baggy pants and thrust her hand inside. With a wide smile the Kar'Sa'Hesa chieftan exposed Ba'Too's cock. The pirate's manhood was every inch as impressive as the bulge in his pants and his sheer size had indicated. As thick as Daina's wrist the stiff black cock was almost the length of her forearm. A ripple of murmurs and appreciative gasps sounded from the eagerly watching panthers.

"A prize worth the fight indeed." Meralda commented loudly, having rearmed herself and standing some distance from Daina observing. "Perhaps a coating of cooking fat will be needed to ease it's entry."

"Indeed." Daina rose and turned to face her rival and smiled. "Though judging by the way your cunt drools at the mere sight Meralda it's entry would be doubly greased."

A light chorus of laughter came from the ring of panthers at Daina's jest. The Akkadian looked at Meralda and by the light of the fire saw that the buxom blonde warrior's cuntlips did in fact appear to gape and glisten with dampness beneath the sparse covering of her fair hair. Meralda laughed herself, seemingly not at all displeased by the observation.

"All know well enough that a good fight gets my juice flowing Daina." Meralda responded with a glance downwards at her sandy haired crotch. "The fact that the big oaf tore my best...my only clothing is of more concern."

"Hmmm, well never let it be said that I sought unfair advantage." Daina said. "I can easily even that score."

The tall ebony skinned warrioress rested the stave in the crook of her arm. Her brief skirt was a handsbreadth strip of yellow and black spotted fur of a jungle cat stitched to a broad leather belt. Daina unbuckled the belt and tossed the wrap around skirt aside. As had been the case with the others of her tribe the assassin had seen exposed Daina's cunt hair was thickly furred, the hair as jet black and tightly curled as those of her head. Untying the thongs of her matching halter Daina cast that aside also. Though somewhat smaller than Meralda's her breasts would easily have filled nicely the Akkadian's hands when he was still a large and manly warrior. Thick elongated nipples with a slight upturn tipped each firm black globe. Each nipple was pierced, but unlike Meralda's city wrought jewelery Daina's adornments were the long curved teeth of a jungle predator.

Both warriors, now nude except for jewelery and sandals, hefted their staves and closed on one another in the centre of the circle of spectators. Without further jests or goading the fight commenced with both women launching a flurry of lightning fast blows, blocks and counters at one another. The Akkadian watched intently with the skilled eye of a highly trained fighter, ignoring as much as was possible the stimulating display of two magnificent female forms in motion to concentrate on the martial aspects of the contest. Both Daina and Meralda were obviously well versed in fighting with spears. Each handled the staves with practiced ease and precision. Though the staff was never the assassin's favoured choice, as an Akkadian he was well schooled in the use of all types of weapons. As was his practice the Akkadian assessed both the strengths and weaknesses of the combatants.

"I see your old self still lives my little assassin." The Sorceress's words were soft, her mouth close to his ear. "I could cut that intense gaze with a knife. You judge whether you could beat them, yes?"

"Of course Mistress." The Akkadian replied without ceasing his observation. "A few weeks ago I would easily best either of them, both at once with a little risk. With my superior strength, height and reach I could easily have **** through their parries and turned aside their blows."

"And now, how would you fare?" The witch asked.

"I doubt I could beat either Daina or Meralda unless a trick or two I have was unknown to them Mistress." The Akkadian answered with regret. "I suspect these two are the best of their band though. Against most of the others I believe I could still prevail."

"Indeed? You grow more comfortable inside this delightful form in such a short time." The Sorceress noted. "It had not escaped my observation that you rise early each morning to excercise and lift weights. Though the soft womanly curves remain I see the muscle and sinew building beneath."

"That was always my habit, instilled in my youth." The Akkadian responded. "Minaja's form, though small is lithe and supple. I grow a little stronger each day."

Whilst the Akkadian and the witch had conversed the combat had continued. For some minutes Daina and Meralda had traded blows furiously and sought a way past or through one anothers defences. They were evenly matched and neither had yet managed to land a telling blow. To the Akkadian though the final outcome was obvious. Equally matched in skill, the panther with the greatest stamina would prevail and it was clear to him that this was Daina. Already Meralda was breathing more laboured than her opponent and her parries were just slightly slower. Daina too sensed that the tide of battle was starting to turn in her favour and redoubled her efforts, launching a series of lightning fast blows that further sapped Meralda's energy. At last the blonde's parry was a fraction too late as the tip of Daina's staff struck out. The thrust hit her high on the thigh and she stumbled back a step and cried out in pain.

"It is over now, Daina has her mistress." The Akkadian said confidently.

The assassin was soon proved correct. Meralda managed to block a few more strikes, but was now hobbling and in retreat. Daina alternated the direction of her attacks making Meralda work harder to block her and allow the blonde no opportunity to strike back. When Meralda stumbled for a second time Daina pressed forward and thrust her staff tip first to strike Meralda's foot. Off balance as she was Meralda was caught squarely as Daina surged forward and shoulder charged. The blonde panther's arms flailed as she crashed down on her back. Daina leapt down onto her opponent, her knees straddling Meralda's body and pinning her arms to her sides. Daina's stave, held two handed and flat pressed against Meralda's throat and **** her head to the ground.

"Submit Meralda." Daina commanded the trapped and squirming panther.

When Meralda remained silent Daina pressed down harder. The dark skinned warrioress's hips moved, sliding lower down Meralda's body. The assassin smirked as he saw the furred cunts of the panther's rub against one another and Daina rotated her hips so that her wiry black curls ground into Meralda's sparser blonde bush and tickled the ruddy cuntlips of the blonde. She pressed down with her body and her ebon breasts crushed Meralda's tanned orbs and stiff coal dark nipples raked against cherry red. The piercings snagged and tugged at one another and Meralda moaned loudly, from both sexual heat and the frustration of defeat.

"I submit." Meralda cried out.