Face the Falcon.

Five minutes feels like an eternity. You once again stand in the arena, facing the grant entryway, just like you did previously before your fight with the Edge. You may have had fewer fights than everyone else so far, but these are the ones that truly matter. You already have your sword drawn, just in case. You don't know what to expect. The beautiful metal of the blade shimmers under the sun nearing the middle of the sky. It seems like this whole tournament will conclude by lunch time.

Time is almost up, but then you see her. Falcon steps slowly into the ring on the opposite end. Her gaze is discomforting.

This is it. One on one. All of the skills I've obtained through my level climb will be tested. All I need to do is avoid any kind of tricks she might have to knock me out of the ring. But I have tricks as well.

"It seems our contestants are prepared." The announcer take a deep breath. "Whoever wins this match will go on to battle Niki Vakila in the final match. I hope you're all ready. I have a feeling there's plenty we've yet to see! Put your hands together for Falcon and Kyle Warren! Now, without further delay... Three, two, one, and fight!"

She doesn't bolt into action, and neither do you. Instead, you slowly move towards each other, ready for anything.

"You work for Demon King Sa'dis, don't you?" I might as well be forward about it. I'll just keep my voice down so we only hear each other over the audience cheering.

"That's a bold question. Why do you assume I even know who that is?" she asks. "Kyle Warren."

"Your people have been watching us for some time. I'm putting an end to that."

"I do as my lady commands. You won't be putting an end to that."

"Lady?"

She purses her lips. "Enough talk!"

With a dagger in both hands, she strikes out with lightning speed. You feel the weight of her strikes against your sword, but you deflect them away. Then, you counterattack with a trust of your own, though she grabs the attack using both of her daggers and redirects the momentum into the air. With your torso exposed, she moves to stab you straight through the stomach, but you strafe to the side, and pirouette a horizontal slash of your sword to nearly cut straight through her shoulder. However, she leaps backwards just in time.

"Your swordsmanship is impressive." Falcon looks winded.

You don't feel much different, however. "Entangle," you whisper as you place a trap to the side for later.

"Cute."

You take a step back. "What's cute?'

"That you think I didn't see that. I watched your last fight, Kyle. Don't think I'll be trapped in your weird magic tentacles."

With that spell wasted, you decide to focus back on your blade. Once again, the two of you exchange strikes of your weapons--sparks glitter off the impact. However, you feel your own improvement. You feel your growth. With incredibly speed, you pirouette yet again, and this time, it's more than she expects. You slide clean through her coat, leaving a thin red line over her shoulder as well. That's not all, however. You lunge forwards and slam your palm against her back and shout, "Pleasure!"

Before she can even reach to nearly having her arm cut off, she falls to her knees with a flustered face. Her jaw falls agape, and her eyes roll back as a sudden wave of ecstasy surges through her body. You put as much mana as you could into that spell, and it shows. She wasn't aroused at all before, yet she cums regardless. The girl twitches on the ground with one hand between her legs--dagger dropped to the side.

You move to continue the ****, but she rolls away quickly. Panting, she stands on wobbly legs, and turns to you with her face radiant with colour. "You... How dare you!"

Niki cheers from above. "Yeah you take that!"

Falcon draws another dagger from her belt. From what you can tell, all that's left are throwing weapons. She pulls off her jacket and tosses it aside, leaving her in just her crop top. She drags a finger up the cut and looks to the blood on the tip of her finger before flashing an angry gaze straight to you. "You should have struck deeper. You won't hit me again."

I doubt Pleasure will work a second time, but I'll certainly look for an opening--

Suddenly, Falcon whispers and promptly splits into two different beings that leaps in opposite directions. It's just like what Snow is able to do. They run circles around the arena with you helplessly in the center. They look identical. You try to discern who the real one might be, but it seems to be impossible.

One leaps out towards you for a double dagger strike. Then, you turn to see another going to trust into your back. You make a choice. With your sword, you go to deflect the one behind you, but your eyes widen in horror as it passes straight through, and the illusion disappears. You spin around again to try and stop the real Falcon from impaling you, and you manage to parry away the ****, though she quickly follows it up by whipping one of her daggers through the air.

It stabs right into your shoulder.

The audience gasps. You yank the blade out and toss it aside, but you can feel the blood trickling down inside of your tunic.

"This fight is going longer than I wanted," Falcon mutters, "We're ending this soon."

"Yes we are," you taunt back.

You raise up your sword, and the metal begins to glow with a magical heat.