The Fight

Sahara made the first move lunging straight at me. I blocked with my shield as best I could against her vicious onslaught. Eventually I was able to push her away with my shield and gain some distance so I could thrust with my spear.

The Spear gave me the advantage of range but Sahara was too fast for me to hit her.

That combined with the fact that she closed the gap so quickly made the spear more of a hinderance than anything else. So I pushed her back once more and jumped back quickly throwing the spear at her. It went wide, I knew I wouldn't have time to aim, but it did by me the crucial second I needed to draw my sword. It was given to me by one of the knights who had charged me to hold the gate, his family sword, I was honored to wield it.

Sahara dodged my spear throw with little difficulty once again going on the attack.

Now I had a chance to examine the way she fought, surprisingly little skill, but she had an unnatural sort of speed and strength. Her lack of skill gave me openings though. They weren't big enough that I could beat her, but I could defend and wait for her to make a mistake.

The fight dragged on. This enraged Sahara, her breath was ragged, she was slowing down, clearly she wasn't used to fights lasting this long. She withdrew from our engagement.

She breathed heavily catching her breath drawing my eyes to her chest moving up and down. I shook those thoughts out of my mind as I realized this was my chance.

I took the fight to her, going on offense for the first time, she had a much harder time than I did defending, not having a shield will do that to you. Just as I gained the upper hand her sword glowed red with arcane energy that threw me back.

The pulse threw me back maybe 10 feet, suddenly I felt a huge wave of lust wash over me. Sahara looked even more beautiful than before.

She writhed briefly arching her back drawing my eyes to her chest once again. She had caught her breathe and attacked once again with renewed and enhanced vigor. She was faster and stronger than ever.

Eventually she broke my shield with one of her wild swings. It surprised her and left her wide open so I stabbed forward. I struck true. Running Sahara through.