Maybe... but I still don't think I can win

“I still don’t have any confidence in winning. You’ve probably got all sorts of techniques considering you’re from a clan.” Alea said to the pink-haired futa.

“Call me Kass. Kassadi Ironbeat, of the Ironbeat clan of Eastbuild. And if you want, I won’t use any techniques. Just my shield and axe.”

“I don’t even have a weapon…” But something in Alea had awakened those nights ago when she took Jenna, and only grown stronger after taking Thali. Her inner alpha had reared her head, and alpha Alea wanted to see what she could do in an actual fight.

Kass rummaged through her belongings. “Here! Borrow this sword! It’s nothing fancy, but every mystic artist should know how to wield a sword, right?”

Alea was still hesitant, but she couldn’t think of any further excuses… and that medicinal pill would be immensely helpful for her cultivation.

“You really want a blowjob, don’t you?”

Kass grinned like a maniac.

“Fine… but if you use a technique, the deal is off. And I want a third party to hold the medicinal pill.”

Alea blinked, not realizing she’d already accepted. Even if she wanted to duck out by the looks of the assembled crowd, they wouldn’t let her back down.

“Everybody! New fight between two cultivators at the first layer of resolve condensation! Make way on the stage!” one of the bystanders shouted.

The area quickly cleared, and Alea was physically pushed onto the stage.

Kass handed the medicinal pill to a non-cultivator, with strict orders to stand right there holding it up or else.

“Are you ready for this?” Kass shouted.

“I’d better be…” Alea muttered to herself.

Kass tore off her own dress in one smooth motion, exposing both her breasts and her rock-hard cock.

Axe and shield in hand, she charged at Alea like a barbarian.

Crap crap crap. What did I agree to?

Alea’s mind scrambled, holding the sword awkwardly in her hands. She wouldn’t stand a chance in hand to hand combat. Best not let it come to that. Fireball!

“Hey, no spell techniques!” Kass protested.

“We never said anything about me not using spells!” Alea said.

Kass raised her shield, causing light to glimmer across its surface before dispersing the fireball. That shield was a magic treasure!

Fireball! Fireball! Fireball!

Alea’s resolve capacity had grown considerably thanks to Jenna and Thali, but hurling three fireballs, one right after another, was extremely taxing for her.

Kass’s shield crackled. It couldn’t take much more of this. Unfortunately, Kass had already closed most of the distance between her and Alea.

Alea needed to slow her down somehow so she could launch another fireball. Otherwise things would come down to close combat. Alea wasn’t willing to wager her resolve on having some undiscovered talent with the sword in her hand.