The strongest Galmon

A thunderous cheer erupted from below and our entire group moved to the panorama window.

“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! WELCOME TO THE FINALS!”, Ben announced to rapturous applause. This time he opted for...a pink ballerina outfit including tutu?

… Is he mocking me? Nah, I’m imagining things.

The two contestants where teleported in the arena. Valkyrie as composed as always, while Elisabeth, the Crimson Vampire wore her usual sultry smile.

“I was looking forward to this”, the Crimson Vampire let out a soft chuckle. “It is said the will of a Valkyrie is unbending. Breaking it will make for a fine challenge.”

“I am honored to be held in such high regard”, Valkyrie replied with a polite smile. In that case, allow me to hold nothing back.”

“Oh, fuuuuuuuuuuck these monsters!”, Cassandra spat out a curse. “One’s a physical powerhouse and the other’s equally gifted in the mental department. Doesn’t really matter who win’s, Daddy can’t take either of em.”

“Valkyrie will stand victorious”, Fisti proclaimed steadfast. “She sparred with Lady Sylphid.”

“The Valkyrie is tremendously strong”, Sanakia followed and Aiju nodded in agreement.

It was hard to disagree with that sentiment. “I saw her spar yesterday. She was basically untouchable and that was despite fighting Sylphid.”

“Well, aren’t you all sure of little Miss Strongest.” Cassandra, ever the contrarian, sneered. “Yeah, she is strong alright, but this is not a physical contest. You might be in for a surprise. This won’t be as one sided as you think.”

Ben milked this auspicious event for all it was worth. Going once again over both contestants and their tournament history. Even after all that, he had to wait a good while for the cheers to die down, before finally settling into his familiar announcement.

THE QUARTER FINALS

MATCH ONE

CRIMSON VAMPIRE ELISABETH VS THE STRONGEST GALMON VALKYRIE

FIGHT!

Valkyrie dashed forward. Her speed, arguably her weakest attribute, was still fast enough that I had trouble following it. The Crimson Vampire however responded quick enough and put up a magic barrier.

Huh?

A fraction of a second later, Valkyrie had her fist burrowed into Elisabeth's stomach. No, that wasn't the correct description. Her fist has punched completely through her body. The remainder of Elisabeth’s magic shield slowly crumbled to the ground.

It may not have been a stake but was close enough. Elisabeth turned to dust.

The entire arena was stunned into silence.

“Well, fuck me”, Cassandra blurted out.

Finally, Ben realized his job. “T-The winner is Valkyrie! The strongest Galmon has won!” he announced right as Elisabeth's body started to reform itself. The usually so aloof vampire looked rather besides herself.

“I thank you for the fine match”, Valkyrie bowed politely to the now naked women.

“Ah...y-yes”, Elisabeth could only press out flustered.

The rest of us were equally flustered.

“That...got to have been a new record”, Fisti stammered out. “Could ya even see it?”

“Y-yeah”, I confirmed. Her speed wasn’t what impressed me the most. It was her sheer raw power. Elisabeth’s magic shield was punctured without even slowing down.

“It appears your assessment was quite lacking” Sanakia glanced towards Cassandra with a proud smile on her lips. “It would behoove you to not underestimate us Galmons!”

“Sweetie, your about as far removed from a Valkyrie as a Dark Lord Ithere is from an Upy.”

“Valk is strong”, Aiju agreed. “Good thing she is friend.”

Good thing indeed. Losing against her certainly wouldn’t be the worst thing that could happen to me.

And just like that one of the eight towers surrounding the arena started to descend back in to the ground. Ben evidently was in a bit of pickle. Quarterfinals have a timelimit of 2 hours. He tried to pad for time by interviewing Valkyrie but the Galmon wasn’t exactly the most engaging partner, opting for quick and short responses.

“Well, that was lame”, Cassandra yawned. “Should have stayed in bed. Next fight won't even start until afternoon.”

The next fight. That would be the Dark Lord against Minerva

“What, the match has already concluded?” the happy voice of Bea emerged from her bedroom as she returned with a rather giddy spring in her step. That was never a good sign. As was the person who accompanied her. Femto trailed behind the ex-witch, sporting a particular untrustworthy smile, even for her standards.

Naturally her presence didn't exactly spark joy.

“A Devil!” Sanakia screeched drawing her weapon. “Fiendish creature you will find no soul here!”

Before I could react the Galmon let out a battlecry and actually lunged at Femto.

The Devil seemed merely amused, created a black void, in which Sanakia inevitably stumbled only to emerge on the other side- now wearing nothing but some kind of rope bondage set. The Sexy-Knight yelped and tried to cover up only to find herself unable to as the ropes had tied her hands firmly behind her back.

“You know, when we Devils get attacked we do have the right to defend ourselves.” Femto looked at the naked Galmon. “She is kinda cute and her soul utterly worthless, so…” Her tail flipped around, giving Sanakia a smack on the butt. “Sir, as a special promotion offer please enjoy this sexy free gift! The shibari set is purchasable separately.”

“Y-you...you...” Sanakia stammered trying rather fruitlessly to free herself from the ropes.

“And by the way? Rude? We already met, like what? Twice? Although I suppose you where busy warming your lords body that one time.”

“Eeeeeeeeek!” That was too much for the Galmon. Still completely bound, she ran off into her bedroom. Cassandra decided to wordlessly follow her, to free her, probably, hopefully.

“Why is Femto here?”, I asked with a long sigh.

“I am a genius”, Beatrice stated.

Ok.

“To come up with not one, but two infallible, foolproof plans, I am the very model of a modern Witch of Miracles. I can account for imbeciles and troglodytes. When it comes to brilliance I never lose my appetite.”

Can you answer the question?

“Femto, of course, is here to help you”, Beatrice gleefully answered. “You said you needed time, and Femto happens to be an expert on time.”

“What's the catch”, I asked immediately. “If you want my soul...”

“Yes, yes”, the ex-witch waved her hand impatiently. “This won't be a contract. Nobody has to pay anything.”

Riiiight.

“Yeah, that’s a big pile of horse shite, alright”, Fisti huffed and crossed her arms over her breasts.

“When have yer evil devil ever done anything for free?”

“Le gasp!”, the evil devil said. “You cut me to the quick! And after all we have been through together, Leaky.”

Thankfully, I managed to hold Fisti back before she would join Sanakia on the nude bondage girl bench.

“Uhu. Very droll. But we wasted enough time on the comic relief girls.” Beatrice ignored any further complains and adressed me directly. “We are on a bit of a time crunch here. What I need from you now is to answer my question without any fuss. Got it? No fuss! That means no fumbling for words or replying with a question."

That is a very concerning disclaimer but I nodded anyways.

“Very good. So, what is your urination and defecation schedule?”