Punch her in the face!

T-that’s right!

I don’t have my dirks but I can still use my fists!

I was hardly a martial artist but even I knew the basics of hand to hand combat. I pulled my left back and punched Sylphid straight in the face.

Yes! A clean hit! Excellent! That has to have done some damage!

“BZZT! Non erotic ****! 300 seconds penalty!”

It felt like the entire arena was collectively facepalming.

Oh right, this was a cum battle.

No **** allowed.

…

…

...

...shoot.

The one person not groaning in annoyance was Sylphid. The martial artist was grinning brightly at me. There was a slight bruise where my fist impacted but other then that she seemed completely unaffected. “Your form stinks, handsome.”

Well, excuse me for not being a martial artist!

Luckily for me, it appears Sylphid wasn’t in a hurry. Instead, she addressed our referee.

“Oh, Behen?”

“Yehes?”

“The healing spell is still active, right? Even if this is a cum battle?”

“Of course!”, Ben assured. “We take safety very serious here. Both combatants will be completely healed once this match is concluded.”

“Perfect.” Still grinning, Sylphid seized me up. “Let me show you, how it is done, Handsome!”

Oh no.

“H-Hold on Sylphid. Look I’m really, really sorry, and I can’t even move! Let’s just...”

Without even pulling her arm back, Sylphid exploded her left in my stomach.

The huge **** behind the punch send me backwards and without any option to brace my fall I landed square on my back.

Under normal circumstances, the impact would have hurt pretty bad, but right now I didn’t even feel it. Too overpowering was the searing pain in my stomach. It felt as if my entire belly was bathed in lava.

“Bzzt! Non erotic ****! Thirty seconds penalty!”

Sylphid had time to fold her arms and look down on my with a smirk before the penalty took effect. “I call this one the gut puncher. Pretty cool name, eh?”

Please forgive me for not answering that question. I am currently a bit busy with AGONIZING PAIN!

Naturally, her penalty was up way before my five minutes. And once Sylphid was able to move again she sauntered over to me, and casually inspected the damage.

“Oof!” Sylphid whistled. “And I was going easy on you. That’s at least a few ribs broken. I suppose you can’t really tighten your muscle while paralyzed.”

I was able to guess as much from the agony.

“Sorry about that but I believe in paying back as much as I got, or well triple as much”, she grinned at me. “You’re not going to do much moving with this injury. So, this is pretty much over, Handsome”

I glared at Sylphid. “What are you saying?”

But she only laughed. “I’m not a sadist, you know. I don’t like to inflict pain. Want me to finish you off? I make it quick.”

“Why even made the offer?” I asked, somewhat defeated. “I can’t do anything to oppose you anymore.”

Sylphid merely stared for me for a while. “I guess? I think you can call this...hmmm..nah”, Sylphid shook her head. “It’s up to you, Handsome.”

Even now Sylphid had to be annoying. But what I gathered from this is that she is, for some reason only known to her, willing to let the penalty run out without doing anything.

But does it even matter? There’s no way I can come back from this, right?

“So? What’s it gonna be, Handsome? Should I end your suffering?"