Butrexx losses

You return to your seat just in time to see your wife step out onto the muddy battleground. She holds her shield high protecting her body and face. Out steps Leonidas, still naked this time with a new shield and a spear. The battle ground had been cleared of the body and what was left of the weapons and shields, but blood stained the mud.

"You, Broke the rules, Leonidas and as Empress of Arxkesttelgdn, you fate lies with me. Remember I am the only one to defeat you so far and I don't expect that to change. Should you loose and live you will be **** to withdraw from this tournament and choose a new challenger to take the title you have won and fight in your place to claim the land. Should I lose the Orange Clutch will become independent and should you wish you may start a new fight for the title of Emperor of Arxkesttelgdn as is the tradition of the land. This fight shall be to the **** but either challenger can Yield at any time." Declared Butrexx then added with a smirk "Do you wish to yield now and save your self the humiliation of being defeated by me twice, I understand it is the opinion of the Orange Clutch that women should stay at home and are only good at fucking and raise young; I would hate for you to have to face your people after being defeated by one twice."

"No! Woman, I do not YIELD!" Leonidas roared "I shall kill you and wipe my shame clean; I killed that human scum to get you to fight me and when you are dead I will wipe this land of the filth your cunt brought in!" He spat on the ground with his last words.

Unphased but the insults Butrexx advanced, she knew she had to close the gap before he could use his orange dragon magic. Reacting almost as quick as she did, Leonidas raised his spear to keep Butrexx at bay. She quickly blocked and dodged around his spear for a good ten minutes her multi coloured scaled skirt and plate armour glistening as she moved. This gave the illusion of the dress rippling and flowing like a waterfall of colour and metal. She kept at him as she was fresh and he had just fought. This made it impossible to release a breath of the orange mist that fueled his fighting spirit. Soon she was panting and sweating in her armour but he was gasping despite his lack of any thing to weigh him down. He had dropped his shield and now held his spear in two hands. He shuffled his feed back and forth in a more defensive manner that reduced the amount of movement he needed to keep her at bay.

Eventually, one powerful but a lucky hit to her shield caused it move to the side slightly exposing her flank. He quickly stepped back then thrust forward into Butrexx's sword shoulder. As she cried out in pain the crowd booed except a small cheer from some of the Orange dragon-kin. This brought him enough time to expel one puff of orange smoke. His muscles bulged and his irises changed to orange.

As power flowed through him he felt renewed. He began an onslaught of thrusts with his spear. This looked bad for your wife. You tried to call the match off shouting out for your wife to yield but she did not. She dropped her sword and crouched down, lowering her centre of gravity. As blood dripped from the wound she gripped her shield with both hands and used it to take the blows.

He was being sloppy, infected by his own fighting aura his forgot his technique and tried to batter her into submission. The mist was not supposed to act this way, in small doses, it increased an Orange dragon-kin's fighting aura, making his muscles respond more effectively to the signals from his brain. It gave quicker reactions and an eye for weak-spots. Overdosing like Leonidas does gives super strength but puts the user into a blind rage seeing only a target with nothing around it. The more you overdose the stronger you get but the less you see; first, you see only your current opponent, blinding you to the battlefield or other combatants. But too much and all you see is an orange blob and the weapon in your hand if you have one you gain a compulsion to hit this spot with all your strength until it vanishes and the next appears.

Leonidas had only got to stage one of the overdoses but despite his sloppiness, it was too much for Butrexx to take. She had to yield before she passed out from blood loss or she would die for sure. She only hoped that Leonidas even in this state would be honourable and except her yielding and not follow through with his threat to kill her.

"I...Ye...Yield" She whimpers, her voice cracking.