Githoran Arenas: Sapphire Arena (Current fight: Ilvatha vs Fael)
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				Title: <strong>Githoran Arenas: Sapphire Arena (Current fight: Ilvatha vs Fael)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sethala</strong> on <strong>11-06-2012, 18:12:45</strong>
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				At first, the arena looked just like an ordinary, sand-filled coliseum.&nbsp; Moments before the fighters entered however, the sand began to shift, twisting and growing into new forms.&nbsp; After less than a minute, it had a completely different form, just in time for the fighters to enter...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Githoran Arenas: Sapphire Arena</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sethala</strong> on <strong>11-06-2012, 18:22:38</strong>
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				(Fight: Ilvatha vs Fael)<br><br>Where there was once open sand, now the arena took the form of a lush, dense jungle.&nbsp; Dense foliage covered the arena floor, trees towered above the arena's walls, and vines hung low enough to entangle unwary fighters.<br><br>Ilvatha strode into the arena, looking rather unimpressed.&nbsp; She watched her step carefully however, not wanting to set off one of the many hidden traps - likely some kind of carnivorous plant, if she knew the arena mages well enough.&nbsp; Once she came into a clearing near the center of the arena, a loud, booming voice echoed through the arena.&nbsp; "Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the Githoran Arena!&nbsp; For your pleasure tonight, our first fighter is the fire mage, Ilvatha!"&nbsp; At mention of her name, Ilvatha smiled and waved at the unseen crowds, conjuring a small bit of flame to give them a show before the fight.&nbsp; She didn't soak in the glory for long though, soon sweeping her arm in an arc and conjuring her trademark flaming sword.&nbsp; "And opposing this red-hot beauty, is...."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Githoran Arenas: Sapphire Arena</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>12-06-2012, 19:40:41</strong>
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				"...an elven warrior from a land far, far away. Fael!"<br><br>The elven warrior stepped into the arena, looking around and scanning her surroundings. This was her first duel at this place, and the setting was new for her. However, she was a seasoned warrior and knew how to handle a sword, and her revealing armor showed off a muscular, fit body, along with bigger than usual breasts.<br><br>Fael slowly walked up towards the arena ground, grabbing the sword from her back, then looked across at her opponent. She could clearly see that it was a magic user, which wouldn't make things easy for her. Fael could deflect some spells with her sword, but she had no magical abilities. She relied in getting close in melee combat in order to be effective.<br><br>She decided to leave the opening move to her adversary and took a defensive stance.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Githoran Arenas: Sapphire Arena</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sethala</strong> on <strong>12-06-2012, 20:03:29</strong>
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				Ilvatha smiled when she saw who her opponent was.&nbsp; The elf in front of her was definitely attractive... someone she would enjoy playing with.&nbsp; "I'll tell you what," she called out, "I'll go easy on you, make it quick, if you don't put up a fight.&nbsp; A courtesy to another elf."&nbsp; She didn't wait for a reply however, quickly dashing forward.&nbsp; She ducked under Fael's sword and slashed as she stood up...<br><br>At 2012-06-12 12:56:06, Ilvatha (uid: 22369) rolls: 1d20 Result: 18 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=38647)<br>At 2012-06-12 12:56:21, Fael (uid: 22369) rolls: 1d20 Result: 17 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=38648)<br><br>Her attack proved to be too sudden for the warrior.&nbsp; Only the tip of her flaming sword made contact, but even that was enough, slicing through the side of Fael's top, nearly stripping it off of the elf.&nbsp; The wound her attack left was minor, but even a small cut with her blade would hurt severely, leaving a charred streak along Fael's flesh.<br><br><span class="bbc_u">Remaining HP:</span><br>Ilvatha: 5<br>Fael: 4
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				Title: <strong>Re: Githoran Arenas: Sapphire Arena</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>13-06-2012, 04:33:35</strong>
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				At 2012-06-12 21:26:54, Fael (uid: 14147) rolls: 1d20 Result: 9 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=38650)<br>At 2012-06-12 21:27:27, Fael (uid: 14147) rolls: 1d20 Result: 10 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=38651)<br><br>Fael wouldn't have gotten surprised like that by a normal melee attacker, but she expected this one to be a mage or other magic user, from seeing the flames in her hand. So she gasped as she suddenly saw her opponent rush at her, a flaming sword in hand, striking low. She tried to parry the blow but it was too late, and she felt the blade slice through, making a red mark across her strong tanned flesh, letting some blood drip, sharp pain in her chest and shoulder, and almost slashing her bra in two, leaving it barely hanging by the fibers.<br><br>She quickly turned around and growled, deciding not to lose any instant, and going for her own attack. She needed her opponent close so she could keep striking with her sword, so she went straight for the girl's legs, slashing from the side as Ilvatha got back from her own attack. To her disappointment, the opponent was already out of reach and her sword barely grazed her. Still, she threw her own taunt at her.<br><br>"I'm a veteran warrior! If anyone is going to hit the floor, it's you!"<br><br><br>Remaining HP:<br>Ilvatha: 5<br>Fael: 4
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				Title: <strong>Re: Githoran Arenas: Sapphire Arena</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sethala</strong> on <strong>13-06-2012, 07:48:45</strong>
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				"Heh, we'll see about that, girl," Ilvatha taunted back, taking time to stay out of the warrior's range.&nbsp; She quickly turned away from Fael, shouting to the crowd "What do you think?&nbsp; Should we all see some elf tits?"&nbsp; The crowd replied immediately with cheering and several loud yells.&nbsp; Still smiling, Ilvatha turned back to Fael, giving her a quick grin before dashing in for another strike...<br><br>At 2012-06-13 00:42:18, Ilvatha (uid: 22369) rolls: 1d20 Result: 19 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=38656)<br>At 2012-06-13 00:42:28, Fael (uid: 22369) rolls: 1d20 Result: 2 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=38657)<br><br>Her sword swung low, aiming for Fael's hips in a wide arc.&nbsp; Her sword missed completely, but as she danced past the other elf, her other arm swung around, slapping against Fael's other shoulder.&nbsp; Immediately there was a loud pop, and as Ilvatha grabbed the remains of Fael's bra, ripping it from her body, there was a clear burn in the shape of a hand right where Ilvatha had touched the fighter.<br><br><span class="bbc_u">Remaining HP:</span><br>Ilvatha: 5<br>Fael: 3
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				Title: <strong>Re: Githoran Arenas: Sapphire Arena</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>13-06-2012, 08:11:46</strong>
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				At 2012-06-13 01:01:51, Fael (uid: 14147) rolls: 1d20 Result: 8 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=38658)<br>At 2012-06-13 01:02:16, Ilvatha (uid: 14147) rolls: 1d20 Result: 17 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=38659)<br><br>Fael smirked at the girl's showmanship, and figured that someone who was clearly more concerned at pleasing the crowd couldn't possibly manage to land another attack. So when her opponent went low with another attack of her sword, the elf warrior agilely moved out of the way, avoiding the hit, and she thought she was out of danger, when suddenly she was hit by a burning hot hand across her shoulder, before her metal bra was ripped away, her large breasts exposed for all to see.<br><br>The elf let out a quick scream and quickly brought a hand up to where her skin had been burned. Now, sharp pain was sent out from both of her shoulders and her upper body. She seemed unconcerned at being exposed however, and when she looked up, she glared at the girl. However, between the sustained pain, humiliation, and now the crowd laughing at her, Fael had never faced such a difficult challenge, and it started to turn her on. Her exposed nipples were fully erect, and she started to breath heavier. Any time her adrenaline pumped up, she felt aroused, and being on the receiving end of the pain did the trick as well.<br><br>So when she went forward, trying to use her opponent's moment of victory to strike at her, the combination of pain and arousal made her strike too slow, and she missed.<br><br><br>Remaining HP:<br>Ilvatha: 5<br>Fael: 3
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				Title: <strong>Re: Githoran Arenas: Sapphire Arena</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sethala</strong> on <strong>13-06-2012, 22:48:27</strong>
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				Ilvatha only laughed as she danced away from Fael's strike.&nbsp; "Some veteran you are," she mocked before running forward for another attack...<br><br>At 2012-06-13 15:42:51, Ilvatha (uid: 22369) rolls: 1d20 Result: 5 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=38660)<br>At 2012-06-13 15:43:00, Fael (uid: 22369) rolls: 1d20 Result: 6 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=38661)<br><br>Unfortunately, her overconfidence kept her from noticing the vine on the ground rising up to grab her ankle.&nbsp; She was suddenly pulled to the side mid-step, landing hard on her shoulder with a grunt.&nbsp; Her sword fell from her hand, vanishing before it hit the floor, but all she could do was shake her head to try and come to her senses.<br><br>A moment later, she felt something needle-sharp sink into her leg, which was hidden by the foliage.&nbsp; She let out a piercing scream, to the obvious amusement of the crowd as laughter could be heard throughout the arena.&nbsp; Ilvatha was only concerned with kicking whatever it was that had stabbed into her leg.<br><br><br><span class="bbc_u">Remaining HP:</span><br>Ilvatha: 4<br>Fael: 3
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				Title: <strong>Re: Githoran Arenas: Sapphire Arena</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>14-06-2012, 05:02:42</strong>
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				At 2012-06-13 21:53:42, Fael (uid: 14147) rolls: 1d20 Result: 17 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=38667)<br>At 2012-06-13 21:54:04, Ilvatha (uid: 14147) rolls: 1d20 Result: 7 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=38668)<br><br>Fael growled at her as she made those comments. She may have been topless and hurt, but she didn't tolerate people putting her skills in question. Through gritted teeth, she tightened her grip on her sword, and readied herself for her opponent's next attack. To her surprise, the girl fell face first to the ground, apparently her feet taken by some animated plant.<br><br>The elf wasn't going to let this opportunity pass away, and she ran forward towards the downed girl, bringing her sword down. She wanted to prevent her from summoning more swords, or worse, so she went straight for her arms, slicing deep cuts into both. She then looked down at her and smirked.<br><br>"You were saying?"<br><br>Remaining HP:<br>Ilvatha: 3<br>Fael: 3<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Githoran Arenas: Sapphire Arena</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sethala</strong> on <strong>14-06-2012, 08:32:14</strong>
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				Ilvatha screamed again when Fael cut both her arms.&nbsp; The cuts were shallow, nothing that would keep her from fighting, but they were bleeding profusely, staining her robes with streaks of red.&nbsp; "Damn it, I'll make sure you burn for that..." she threatened, throwing a hand up.&nbsp; Instantly a bright flash of light and heat burst forward, a skill Ilvatha used more to daze and disorient.&nbsp; Having made an opening, she managed to pull her leg free and roll away, the head of a carnivorous plant coming with her, its fangs still sunk into her leg.&nbsp; She managed to shake it off, but it was clear the wound hurt, as she kept all her weight on her good leg.<br><br>Waving her hand, another flaming sword came into being in front of her.&nbsp; Another quick motion, and a ball of flame appeared in her other hand, which she hurled at Fael.&nbsp; As soon as it was in motion, she ran to the side, leaping at Fael from her flank...<br><br>At 2012-06-14 01:23:19, Ilvatha (uid: 22369) rolls: 1d20 Result: 14 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=38672)<br>At 2012-06-14 01:23:28, Fael (uid: 22369) rolls: 1d20 Result: 12 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=38673)<br><br>Her fireball distraction worked, as Fael was too focused on it to avoid Ilvatha's flaming sword again.&nbsp; Her blade aimed lower this time, slashing across the warrior's hip... and, likely not coincidentally, slicing through the lower half of what passed for "armor" on her, leaving it hanging only by Fael's good leg.<br><br><span class="bbc_u">Remaining HP:</span><br>Ilvatha: 3<br>Fael: 2
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				Title: <strong>Re: Githoran Arenas: Sapphire Arena</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>17-06-2012, 02:03:29</strong>
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				At 2012-06-16 18:59:18, Fael (uid: 14147) rolls: 1d20 Result: 2 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=38706)<br>At 2012-06-16 18:59:53, Ilvatha (uid: 14147) rolls: 1d20 Result: 18 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=38707)<br><br>The topless elf was expecting an attack, but somehow missed the more obvious flame sword that had rematerialized into her opponent's hand. She gasped as the sword cut at her hip, leaving a deep cut which started bleeding, and cutting right through her hip armor, which dropped down to the ground and left her completely exposed.<br><br>Fael stood there, stunned at the turns of event, her breasts and pussy exposed. Anyone looking closely enough could see that while she was pissed, she was also highly aroused at being humiliated and hurt like this. Her body was shaking in rage and pain from the multiple wounds, and she stood there, looking at the other girl.<br><br>"Bitch..."<br><br>After this single word, she rushed at her, but she was acting too much on emotions now to think straight, and missed as she brought her sword down. Worse, she didn't see a bear trap on the ground, which closed right on her foot. While she still had armored boots on, the metal grips went right through, causing a world of hurt. She screamed in pain, dropping to the ground.<br><br><br>Remaining HP:<br>Ilvatha: 3<br>Fael: 1<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Githoran Arenas: Sapphire Arena</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sethala</strong> on <strong>19-06-2012, 17:09:25</strong>
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				Ilvatha smiled as she saw Fael fall victim to another of the arena's traps.&nbsp; They were both battered and bloody, but the mage was confident she could end the fight, right now.&nbsp; She stepped forward, raising her sword to stab the fighter before she could stand up...<br><br>At 2012-06-19 10:01:06, Ilvatha (uid: 22369) rolls: 1d20 Result: 4 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=38742)<br>At 2012-06-19 10:01:15, Fael (uid: 22369) rolls: 1d20 Result: 10 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=38743)<br><br>Unfortunately, she didn't even try to see anything but the fighter.. a mistake she would quickly regret, as her foot stepped on a thin, nearly invisible wire.&nbsp; Immediately the rustling of leaves could be heard, followed by a trio of sharpened wood stakes shooting down at Ilvatha from one of the trees above her.&nbsp; She managed to dive, avoiding a lethal blow, but one of the stakes sank right through her good leg, pinning her shin to the ground.&nbsp; The crowd cheered again as Ilvatha let out a scream of rage and pain before trying to free her leg from the trap.<br><span class="bbc_u"><br>Remaining HP:</span><br>Ilvatha: 2<br>Fael: 1
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				Title: <strong>Re: Githoran Arenas: Sapphire Arena (Current fight: Ilvatha vs Fael)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>22-06-2012, 14:33:06</strong>
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				At 2012-06-22 07:29:10, Fael (uid: 14147) rolls: 1d20 Result: 10 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=38815)<br>At 2012-06-22 07:29:18, Ilvatha (uid: 14147) rolls: 1d20 Result: 8 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=38816)<br><br>Fael had to get up quickly, because she realized how bad a situation this was. Her feet was hurting severely, her upper body was bruised and her arms injured, and she was exposed fully. But stuck in a trap, she was vulnerable and her opponent could kill her in a blow. Fortunately, the girl instead got caught in a trap, which allowed Fael enough time to get back on her feet.<br><br>She limped over to where Ilvatha had fallen, her sword in hand, bruised and bleeding, but with a determination on her face. As she got there, the girl was busy screaming in rage, and Fael didn't allow her a single moment to get ready for her attack. She sliced at her, leaving a deep wound in the girl's chest, inches away from vital organs.<br><br>Then, she grinned madly at her, and enjoyed her suffering.<br><br>Remaining HP:<br>Ilvatha: 1<br>Fael: 1
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				Title: <strong>Re: Githoran Arenas: Sapphire Arena (Current fight: Ilvatha vs Fael)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sethala</strong> on <strong>22-06-2012, 22:24:50</strong>
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				With her leg pinned as it was, Ilvatha stood no chance of avoiding Fael's strike, howling in pain as the elf's blade sliced through her chest.&nbsp; She could also feel that the fight was nearing an end, and was barely able to summon more strength to blind Fael with another bright flash, giving her just enough time to pull the wooden spike out of her leg.&nbsp; She tried to stand, both legs now bleeding profusely, and conjured her sword again, stepping back to get ready for one last charge....<br><br>At 2012-06-22 15:15:41, Ilvatha (uid: 22369) rolls: 1d20 Result: 4 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=38841)<br>At 2012-06-22 15:15:49, Fael (uid: 22369) rolls: 1d20 Result: 14 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=38842)<br><br>She never got the chance, however.&nbsp; The area to either side of her was almost perfectly clear, with no foliage in the way.&nbsp; That should have been a hint, because as soon as her foot stepped into that clearing, both sides of the ground rose up, dirt and debris falling away to reveal solid floor hidden just underneath.&nbsp; They smashed together with a loud clap, falling away again to reveal a much more battered Ilvatha, bleeding from several additional cuts, and one arm clearly broken.&nbsp; She tried to wave her other arm, attempting to conjure one last spell... but her strength was fading, and only a few small flames appeared before she collapsed to the floor.&nbsp; "No... I was supposed to... win this, damn you..." she called out to the elf as she struggled to get back on her feet again.<br><br><strong>Fatality Mode</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Githoran Arenas: Sapphire Arena (Current fight: Ilvatha vs Fael)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>23-06-2012, 11:12:23</strong>
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				Fael was ready with her sword, and would have no problem with impaling the insolent girl should she get the opportunity, but apparently yet another trap took care of that for her. She slowly walked up, limping on an injured leg, and looked down as the girl was bleeding and injured everywhere. She was apparently so weak that her magic was of no use anymore. The elven warrior grinned deviously, seeing that this was now her battle.<br><br>She threw her sword to the ground, and ripped away the few leather and metallic pieces of her armor that were still attached to her body, throwing them as well as she slowly came up to her down opponent, standing completely naked in front of her, bleeding and bruised, but still with her natural strength, her fit body gleaming in the light, her large breasts hanging forward.<br><br>Fael then jumped onto the down girl, landing on top of her, placing a forearm against her throat to keep her pinned to the ground, before leaning her head close and whispering in a cold, deadly voice.<br><br>"You enjoyed this, didn't you? Exposing me, piece by piece, humiliating me? Well I did too, except that you didn't win this time, even through all of your abilities."<br><br>It was clear Fael had enjoyed the process as well, as her nipples were fully erect and her pussy wet from having been injured and humiliated so much, pain having turned her on. She pressed her whole body against the injured girl, keeping her to the ground with her strength, and used her other hand to reach down and remove any remaining piece of clothing from the elf.<br><br>"You're going to die soon. But until you do, your body is all mine."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Githoran Arenas: Sapphire Arena (Current fight: Ilvatha vs Fael)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sethala</strong> on <strong>24-06-2012, 19:37:32</strong>
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				Ilvatha continued to struggle against Fael, but without the aid of her magic, she was no match at all for the much stronger elf.&nbsp; "Damn it... get off me," she growled, though her voice was so weak that any threat was almost comical.&nbsp; "You didn't beat me... the arena did."<br><br>She gasped when Fael started ripping off what remained of her robe, revealing that she only wore a pair of panties underneath before those were also stripped away.&nbsp; "Just finish me off, bitch," she spat, glaring up at Fael.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Githoran Arenas: Sapphire Arena (Current fight: Ilvatha vs Fael)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>25-06-2012, 09:58:01</strong>
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				Fael didn't want to deliver a quick death, she wanted to see her opponent suffer for what she had done. So she simply kept pressing her forearm against the girl's neck, keeping her pinned down, then used her free hand to start squeezing Ilvatha's breasts roughly, pulling on her nipples, pinching them, enough to make them turn red and send sharp pain in the girl's body. The spectators seemed to appreciate and many were on the edge of their seats, trying to see better as the two naked girls went on.<br><br>"I may be a bitch, but you're mine. And I decide when you die."<br><br>As to prove her point further, she brought a knee up and kicked the girl's pussy with her knee.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Githoran Arenas: Sapphire Arena (Current fight: Ilvatha vs Fael)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sethala</strong> on <strong>27-06-2012, 21:47:30</strong>
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				Under other circumstances, where she wasn't already in pain and in danger of bleeding to death, Ilvatha may have enjoyed a "fight" like this.&nbsp; She would probably have put up more of a struggle and dominated the other girl, but in her weakened state, all she could do was scream out in pain, kicking weakly as Fael abused her breasts.&nbsp; She tried again to shove Fael off of her, but she might as well be trying to move a boulder with how little strength she had left.<br><br>"Damn you... I'll find some way to make you pay," she spat, though she knew that she would never be able to find enough strength to hurt the other elf before her own death.&nbsp; The point was driven home even further when Fael kicked her, feeling even more pain than she felt from her breasts as she gasped for breath.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Githoran Arenas: Sapphire Arena (Current fight: Ilvatha vs Fael)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>01-07-2012, 08:49:11</strong>
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				Fael growled at the girl when she spat at her, and kicked her again, once more straight into her pussy. When she noticed the girl was trying hard to breath, the elf realized that her opponent didn't have long to live, so she wanted to give her the most painful death she could.<br><br>"You're not going to repay anything, bitch! Because you'll be dead!"<br><br>Then, she squeezed the girl's neck with a hand, enough to slowly asphyxiate her slowly and painfully, while she kept mismanaging her now red, bruised breasts. She wanted to leave a bruised, beaten, and afraid looking girl for the crowd to enjoy as Ilvatha died.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Githoran Arenas: Sapphire Arena (Current fight: Ilvatha vs Fael)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sethala</strong> on <strong>03-07-2012, 02:02:49</strong>
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				Ilvatha choked again as the elf kicked her, now starting to cough up blood as she was abused.&nbsp; Before she could take in another breath however, she felt Fael's grip tightening, cutting off her airways.&nbsp; She started struggling even more, her hands trying to rip Fael's from her throat, ignoring the pain that was going through her breasts.&nbsp; Her glare slowly shifted to wide-eyed fear, her face losing color as she clawed at the warrior's hand, but to no effect.&nbsp; Finally, after a few moments of struggling, she went limp, arms falling away and eyes losing focus, staring unblinking at the sky.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Githoran Arenas: Sapphire Arena (Current fight: Ilvatha vs Fael)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>04-07-2012, 06:34:19</strong>
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				Slowly, Fael stood back up, and stood tall, naked in the center of the arena, looking up at the crowd. She raised her arms in victory. While she was naked, bruised and injured, she was also highly turned on, from having fought and won such a difficult battle, with her former opponent laying dead on the ground, at her feet.<br><br>After a moment of listening at the crowd cheering and applauding, she slowly made her way out, back towards the entrance.<br>
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