Marla
It could have been over before it fully started, had he mad any mistake in his movements but a faint like his was something even she could see miles away and its not like she hadn't calmed herself for a duel like this, no, he was good, yes very good she thought, already she was smiling as her muscles suddenly tensed up and her thumb which was not touching the scabbard but the Tsuba or handle that was above the Tsuka or grip of the Odachi would essentially and explosively launch the blade out of the scabbard at speeds faster than one could predict though it was as if she purposely slowed down the launch of the handle as her right hand would grab it before her left hand would and in a near instant, Dragons Might and Bear grip would activate.

Her natural strength would soar but so would her grip strength as well, this was topped off by her speed also being increased as well as her resilience, like a red flash, the Black spined, blood edged odachi would clash with his weapon of choice. No this was not the end but just the beginning of her counter. Her feet had not moved yet her body had to block the blow. Before another move could be made her eyes, if he was observing her every move were darting around and following him, it was only then that she would counter with a much more.. Punishing move, one that would test his gravity.

She would activate Inversion field, reversing the field of gravity around both herself and him in a large circular area, no longer were they light but heavy, heavy enough the crush a normal man and heavy enough to cause her feet to dig into the ground yet her leg muscles would twitch and in a few seconds would tense up and bulk slightly, reverse casting Inversion field upon her own body she would render her body light in which she could make use of her agility.

"Show me what you Got." She would say teasingly as she launched herself utilizing both her reversed gravity and centristically force, she did not aim to kill him luckily but instead on

Physically running to close the newfound distance she had made between them she launched herself like a missile, only if that missile was moving fast enough to cause an afterimage, it was only then did the image of her Aura become fully visible, The image one could imagine was an ocean of red, blood if you will but brewing above the ocean was a storm, a storm that was like an unstoppable force. She concentrated and concentrated, she could no longer use er gravity magic since she was moving and she couldn't use her breath magic while moving at this speed so she would be soley relying upon her skills, luck and body enhancement magic.

She Aimed to clash swords with him, she didn't aim to do anything but that, she cared not about winning but about what he made her feel, what he made her do and if she had to force him to show her some of his cards then she would do just that and more by pressuring him. She did prepare herself to get hit incase he saw what she was doing, hell she welcomed a good scar, she just hoped he wouldn't throw his honor away.
Santa
Noctis felt himself nearly reach a moment of ecstasy at the speed of which her blade was drawn. It was like an arrow pulled from the heaviest of draws, and the clash was enough to send a pleasing reverberation through his body. He was ready for her counter with that impressive blade of hers, but it didn't come right away. Instead- it was magic that showed itself. Noctis had been born in the age of demigods, he'd fought alongside and against the greatest sorcerers and mages of that time, clashed with the mightiest warriors- he could taste magic almost like he could taste blood in his mouth. It had a unique presence and scent and taste... And it was affecting him. 

Whatever she'd done, it felt suddenly as if his entire body was being dragged into the earth by some unseen hand. His magic responded accordingly, already running a sequence of math to bolster his strengths, a 50% increase to affected areas with a 100% decrease in his taste and hearing. Momentarily deaf and unable to taste, yet now with reserves to bolster, on top of his unused assets- just in case of... 

There it was, she suddenly became lighter while he remained heavy. She was fast now, faster than before and dashing at him- but not with killers intent. 

Her increase in speed would be dangerous, so he enhanced his vision with the stats he'd pulled from his taste and hearing and managed to track her with relative ease. This still left him with being weighed down, but his increase in strength had brought him back up to speed. 

Her blood red aura that threatened to turn into a full typhoon of power. She was a mighty woman indeed. He raised one leg and reduced that limb by 50%, then increased his other leg and strong arm by 25% each. 

Seeing her intent, she'd find that it wasn't surprise but delight that changed his face as he grinned. As she came in to strike, her gravity magic would cancel out and with his increased strength- their blades would clash with such force that it would generate a shockwave of fo

Rce. 

Now that the gravity effect was gone, he'd end his enhancements momentarily and leap back to create some distance between them and call out. 

"Like what you see so far, Blood Moon?" He called, his voice teasing, almost boyish- and yet as musical and sweet as ever with only the slightest rasp in it. 

"Again." This time he increased his blood flow utilizing the unique ability of his fire magic, enhancing the strength of his heart and muscles to withstand the insane rate of his blood pumping. This was another special move he called "Limit Breaking", the massive increase in blood essentially allowed his new base to be even stronger, faster- more efficient. His Enhancement scaled off his base physical stats- meaning his Enhancement was now even more effective- they'd only just begun. 

He'd launch the first attack again, starting with Divine Dove over Flowing River- an arcing slash into a horizontal strike, followed by Divine Snake eats Rising Falls- a vicious thrust and a back step into a curving upwards slash. 

His attacks were fast, elegant and yet brutally powerful. His strength and speed were monstrous, his movements similar to hers in style- fluid and yet as powerful as a lightning bolt, able to disperse immediately to defend or continue the assault.
Marla
"I'd bed you right now if I could, maybe even marry you." She would say, both teasingly and flirtatiously. Steel on steel their blades would clash, she felt the power of his blows increased, the speed, it felt all to familiar yet she began to feel something new, no it was not new it was something she felt while training years ago, what was it she thought? This feeling is something she wanted to feel more of and by all means she would latch onto that feeling.

This difficulty, this struggle, yes, she couldn't get enough of it, her body reacted on its own and she began to drift into a state of enlightenment before his vary eyes, she just needed the push he was giving her, her own body would react to his strength and counteract it by increasing the intensity of Dragons might but adding on Fleet-foot stride. This would increase the strength within her own legs and increase her natural strength. 

The initial clash between his blade and hers on each strike would send visible shockwaves which would cause her legs to tremble! No, she would not falter now, it pained her to use this much energy and she knew she would have to end this soon because she was running on steam so she decided to go all out.. This needed to end before she either passed out from lack of energy or before her weapon broke.

Fleet-foot stride, Dragons might, Stalwart endurance, Eagle-Eye focus, all of it.. She had to try it out, she decided at that very moment to call it "Final hour", her own version of limit breaker and while she broke her limits and set new ones for herself, She would go on the offense, twisting her body to dodge his latest strike only to retaliate with such a maneuver one could see as impossible but to someone like him, he might see it as the pinnacle of her race, no she was the pinnacle of her race, maybe the closest thing to her dragon ancestor, in that moment, that single second it was as if she herself was a dragon, the image of a dragon took shape, it took over her endless oce

An and lightning storm..

The dragon she embodied was a dragon long since forgotten, one of beauty but unrivaled power In that single moment she went for an overhead slash but she chose to miss.. Why? One might ask? Because this was a killing blow and the blow was so deadly that in that single blow her blade glided effortlessly between atoms and the energy behind such a blow would be so high red sparks of raw electrical energy would glide down her blade.. 

Behind him the slash would "Amass" In size and leave a sizable slash, so much potential energy released at one time that it literally cut into the ground, sand turned to glass, stone was cut and any dirt that was left behind was spread at once but the cost of such an attack took a great toll onto her body, mainly her heart, for but another second she was clinically dead yet the reverb of the electrical energy brought her back.. This left her wide open to defeat but this also sent her rearing backwards, she didn't fall on her ass but that's mainly cause she subconsciously dug her blade into the ground to both hold herself up and to remain standing He could take the win now or bring it to a draw as she was in no condition to continue. The only reason she was still standing and conscious was Due to Vitality surge which already began to heal her body causing what looked like steam to radiaye from her body as moisture iself was being expelled from her body.
Santa
Noctis grinned at her reply, his eyes flashing like two platinum coins spiraling in firelight. His faintest smile had caused alliances to fail and armies to dissolve- he had once fought alongside the greatest demigod in the history of Aeterna, he'd slain a Dragon of old in name of his Emperor, and he'd been defeated and outsmarted by another. 

Now however was an entirely new moment. Defeat, victory, it became clear to him at this moment that none of that mattered. This woman was a being of battle and honor, she had the power to back it up and a heart that would have caught even the First Emperors gaze. Noctis would bed her here and now too if he could. 

*"This is it- she's going all out, the ultimate offense. Then... The only way to truly give her what she wants... Is to show her my defense!"* He was fast enough to dodge the attack- such a powerful blow from her would surely leave her open to counter attacks and a sure win, but to run from an attack such as this? She had given her word not to kill him, so he did **Not** Dodge. No, he would show her something much, much greater. He'd show her everything the Son of Masculo could do. 

As the odachis blade missed him, he didn't even flinch. Instead, he activated a sequence of events. So far he'd shown her Base + 50%, and then Limit Break Base + 25%. 

Now... He'd show her exactly who he was. Perhaps this was foolish, perhaps it would spell his demise ultimately. But he just didn't fucking care. He felt alive in the face of this draconian doom, and he wanted to soak it all in. This was the beauty of life and death, this woman, her power, this incredible move- it was beautiful. 

First he wrapped his body in high velocity streams of wind to create a sort of wind armor. 

Second, he removed his Taste, Hearing and Smell down to 0%. 

Third, he used Limit Break Enhancement... 200%. This was his max, he quadrupled his own already enhanced physical stats. Going to THIS extreme would cause similar effects to what she would experienc

E with her enhance. 

Finally, he applied the strength he took from his senses to his arms... And blocked the attack. 

His blade spun in his hands until it pointed towards the earth, and he crossed those platinum vambraces over his head as the pure **Force** Of her attack rocketed down onto his body. 

Noctis full on tanked her massive attack, which pummeled his body with such incredible force that even as enhanced and protected as he was, he could feel his very skeleton rattling in his flesh. His world spun and stars flashed across his eyes, the earth he stood on sank and... 

As the dust cleared and she was blown back... Noctis walked out of the smoke. What was most impressive was that as she healed, he was entirely in one piece. He'd boosted his endurance and defense so high that though the attack rocked his core, he was outwardly entirely unharmed, save his clothing which would need serious mending. 

He flashed his devilish grin at her as he strode confidently toward her- and now she'd see his aura. 

For a brief moment she'd see it- a swirling aurora borealis of color around him, a presence of divine power, his overwhelming physical strength that dwarfed what he'd had before and a supernatural beauty that could only have come from the careful loving hands of the greatest godly craftsman. He came face to face with her and planted his sword in front of her own, and reached his hand out to hers. 

It was at this moment that he lost control of his 200% and his knees buckled, his hand using hers to stay afloat. Using his last strength, he brought her hand to his neck and put his own on hers. With one squeeze either of them could kill the other in an instant. 

"Looks like a draw, Blood Moon." He said, his silver eyes burning with delight from their battle.
Marla
His bodily beauty is not what allured her but it was the way he fought, he gave her a new peak, a new mountain to climb and well his eyes were borderline hypnotizing, one could say if she was born in ancient times she could have been some child of a god or demigod of battle or better yet some Draconic god that has long since faded away but it was easy to tell she was not of the religous type nor did she have a patron or patroness, this was all her own mortal power, of her race she may be the stongest one to have ever existed but now's not the time for those thoughts..

"A draw huh? Divine power too hm? You beautiful bastard.." She would let go of his neck as all but Vitality surge would deactivate, the muscles she had strengthened would be torn and she would be rendered immobile for a very short all-be-it painful time.

Her body steamed and her blade crackled with the odd red energy as if it was imbued with it now or the the weapon itself had the potential and the limiter on the Odachi itself had been released. Laying on her back her body would continue to remain still though it would not be but a few minutes until she had the strength to lift herself back up 

Slowly walking over to her odachi she would lift it out of the ground and when she did so it would crackle and hum.. She would flick it and the energy on the blade would shock her yet it was as if it was greeting her.. She would then sheathe it and put it back on her back before grabing her other blades and stuff and putting it all back on before taking what looked like a bottle of thick black goo but in reality it was a substance she made for herself, an entire bottle had about 120,000 calories and was lethal to all but her and well she downed the entire bottle and almost immediately would her recovery speed increase. She would then reach into her coin purse and pull out ten gold coins before putting her back back on and approaching him.

"The name is Nyx Amarra Bloodtide, daughter of the one who controls gr

Avity and lightning. Bah, You probably havent heard of that dragon but anyway, take this and get up will you? Might as well as give you this since you fought well. I do hope we can keep contact and fight another time when I need a new mountain to climb." She would extend her right hand and hold the gold in her left hand.
Santa
As she lay on the ground, Noctis sat cross legged on the dirt beside her. She had an admirable form, an incredible physique- no, no no. 

He was tired and Masculos genes were now trying to overpower his mortal ones. With a sigh he took a deep swig of water and a bite of jerky, before cleaning his blade and replacing the scripts contents. He was finished by the time she sat back up. As she rose, he listened to her true name. It was a fitting name for someone such as her. Smiling, he took her right hand to pull himself to his feet and smoothly slipped the gold she offered into his cloak. He stood with her hand held in his, gazing up at her face before nodding. 

"Let's camp together tonight, I'll have to take off in the morning, but we're both in weakened states. We can watch each others backs and part ways. Though I too hope we can meet again. I'd like us to be friends, Nyx." He said, his silver eyes for only a moment a beautiful glowing amber, before once again a misty silver.
Marla
A very.. Eventful night later Nyx would be up bright and early, before even Noctis was awake and well she would look a little ruffled thought she would be pretty well cleaned up. 

Seeing as she was up she would check up on her bodies condition, noting that her body felt naturally more light and it seemed as if her body had taken in and produced even more of her pure blood so in a sense she is a bit closer to being more dragon like. She would then put on her armor and check upon her equipment noting that her Odachi seems to be in a permanently awakened state though she would feel a profound conection to it before putting it on her back.

She would then seemingly disappear for about an hour to hunt and when she came back with a few birds she would re-light the fire and roast the birds.
Santa
Noctis' body was honed to sense danger, but after... A wild night with someone seven inches taller and infinitely more muscular, he was wiped out. Yet he also seemed to have an enhanced glow to his skin, as if, if even possible, he was even more beautiful the morning after. It was a... Unique boon and side effect of being a child of Masculo. 

Noctis was only stirring when she returned with the birds to eat. Shirtless, his body seemed to be carved from ivory with the most careful of hands- with only a single scar in his abdomen. With a yawn he stretched his arms over his head and watch Nyx prepare food. 

"Morning." He said, not needing to blink sleep from his eyes because it never formed for him. He never suffered morning breath or body odors. Rising, he redid his leather pants and pulled on his boots. 

"I'll be traveling to the Eternal City, there's research I need to do there and I'm hoping to get situated. If you should need me, or seek a rematch, your best chance to find me will be there." He said as he then reached over to pull on a black tunic made of magically woven silk, before following it with a vest that held the crest of the First Emperor and then some black leather gloves that perfectly fit his slender fingers.