Damn, no time, grabbing my sword I twirled around and drew it into a diagonal strike.

Good thing I had, since almost mirroring my thoughts, Kenshin’s iai came at me.

*clank*

Our swords collided with great force, but I was the one knocked back, It seems she had far more strength than I.

That’s right it was a woman, and what a woman. Including Alexis, she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, Alexis was a solid 10, but she was slightly cute, Kenshin was breathtakingly beautiful. Added to this her eyes were widened with a murderous glare, ahh, I think I fell in love with Kenshin over a thousand times in this single moment.

“Hoooou.”

Her low melodious voice rang out like a crystal.

“Yaru ja nai ka.”

She gave me a grin like someone who had just found their favourite toy.

Entering a stance analogous to earth stance, she put one foot forward. She was wearing thigh-high boots, black plate, similar to what a knight might wear, except her toes were exposed and they had an inch tall Cuban heel. Her feet were pale like the rest of her skin, but her toenails were black and curved downwards into a point.

Claws of some sort she might have a unique race, or a pedicurist.

“Kakatte koi yo!”

I leapt forward to meet her stance with my own stance. Our blades crossed and I switched into Wood stance to go for a thrust. It seems that eastern and western sword stances are quite similar.

“Amai na!”

Stepping forward into my right side, she completely deflected my thrust to the left. Letting go of her sword with her left hand, she tucked in her body and elbowed my side, sending me backwards.

-100HP

She returned to her stance and I to mine, her bare legs were enticing, a few inches could be seen running up to a very short miniskirt. They revealed strong firm legs, but girl sized of course, this one definitely had all the right curves. I couldn’t see the booty right now, but I knew it was poppin’.

I pulled my sword back into my right side for void stance, stepping into her, I slashed, changing my stance into earth stance to try and disrupt her form.

“Amai na!”

She angled her sword diagonally and hit mine upwards, pushing her sword out into a wood stance at my throat. Hmm interesting, adding this move to my repertoire.

Backing off we both entered our respective earth stances.

Her skirt jiggled, the front was made of three separate lamellar plates. Each one was made of small black plates, tied with a golden thread. Above it wrapped around the bottom of her thin perfect-hourglass waist was a Tiger-Skin sash. In addition to this was the sheathe of her katana, it seemed to be made of pure ivory. Small rounded metal studs were laid upon the side of the sheathe in a criss-cross diamond pattern. Alternating rows one stud in the middle, and then two of them with a space in between, this ran until reaching a final single stud at the bottom.

Raising my sword above my head into fire stance, I rushed forwards, trying to brute force it. Launching a powerful strike downwards, she easily stepped backwards to dodge it.

“Amai-“

I wasn’t finished yet, I was in wind stance, I stepped into a thrust aimed at her left knee.

She licked her lips, entering her own wind stance, with a swift movement she parried the tip of my blade with her own, sending it further outward to the left. She stepped in to my right, turned her own blade into a forward water stance of sorts aimed at my neck.

Her soft breathe could be felt on my face and she finished what I had interrupted.

“na.”

Once again we both stepped back, her belly was completely uncovered, revealing a cute belly button and those girly half-abs. The kind that healthy girls who work out have, when they aren’t cutting too hard.

Her plate halterneck crop-top started about a half-inch below her breasts, it was a solid thing, and it went over her massive breasts, an E-cup for sure. Thank god for that lovely boob window, it would be sin not to see it. The top bared her feminine shoulders, but above them were two large shoulder pads, each one made of three lamellar plates laid one upon another. The bottom one pointing towards her back, the middle one pointing forwards, and the last slightly bigger than the others just pointing towards her sides.. These were of the same style as the skirt.

Once against I jumped forward in earth stance, this time switching into wood stance as I made a thrust for her heart.

She twisted her sword and and put her left hand on the blade. With all her force she deflected my sword, upwards above my head, whilst raising her sword into fire stance. Stepping into my right side she struck downwards, stopping before hitting my shoulder.

She whispered into my ear.

“Muri shinai de.”

Once again we both stepped back, the murderous glare in her eyes hadn’t once disappeared from her eyes. Somewhat worrying as she pointed a katana at me, it seemed to be completely made of bone, no decorations or guards, the hilt looked like it would blend with her sheathe.

Might I just take this time to say her feminine hands were lovely, though they were sporting a slightly longer black claw. The fingers that held the katana were thin and elegant. Covering the back of her hands and most of her forearms was a single plate armguard, jet black with golden edges.

I really wanted to impress her by winning, but she was more skilled in the sword than I, who had only trained for a few weeks. Perhaps relying on instinct I might be able to seize some initiative.

Once again I entered void stance, of all the stances this one just felt more natural to me, I enjoyed the fluid stance changes. Rather than focusing on one stance to perfection, I think using whatever suited my needs at the minute was more my style.

Dashing forward I slashed into wind stance, trying to get her legs, she simply stepped back. But I wasn’t finished here lifting my sword as fast I could I entered fire stance, stepping into it I launched a hefty strike. She angled her sword to deflect it, but I jumped upwards adding my weight into the blow.

The strength of it knocked her back a few inches, with me still locked onto her blade. She began to push her sword into mine to meet strength with strength, I was beginning to get pushed back, but her head was forward.

*Thwack*

-100hp

You have been dazed for 3 seconds.

-50 hp

You have dazed Kenshin for 3 seconds.

That was using my head, shame I was dazed otherwise that woulda been it, but she knew what I was aiming for and clonked me back one. Oh well, anything to get near that perfect face I suppose. She was wearing part of a helmet, which is why I took more damage. It was like a kabuto helmet that someone had repurposed into a headband, there two long purple feathers at the forehead ran upwards and to her sides, Lu Bu is that you?

From the sides of her head two large horns protruded. I couldn’t be sure whether they were part of the headband or her race, they were black, like obsidian they shone, and every inch had a golden ring around it.

Her long thin silky hair was a perfect hime cut, usually I would think something like this was silly, but it suited her beauty, making her look even more elegant and refined. Her face had been hand carved by the gods, a perfect oval face, golden ratio n’ everything. Evenly spaced features perfectly formed, thick luscious yet small lips, a dainty nose, even her eyebrows somehow screamed beauty.

And her eyes, dear god, I could stare into them forever, they were a deep purple colour, somehow the murderous gaze sent in my direction was just enticing me. Well, we both recovered from spinning around dazed and she looked in my direction once more.

“Asobi wa owari da.”

Her eyes were still mad and filled with killing intent, but her smile gave away how much she was enjoying the fight. She slowly pulled her sword back into something similar to void stance, guess it’s go time.

Dashing at me, she threw a diagonal slash my way, I received in earth stance but it sent me back a bit. I wasn’t committed to becoming her punching bag so I took my own void stance. Dashing at her, we both went for the same horizontal strike. This time we locked swords, but she pushed me back a couple of inches, our strength wasn’t too far apart it seems.

While still contesting position she let out a few more words, in the same husky tone, but they were more of a whisper.

“Sabashi katta wa.”

Suddenly her muscles bulged and her veins popped. The sound of a rubber band snapping could be heard as she pushed us out of the deadlock.

Well, she sent me flying, I couldn’t see anything as I was revolving several times. I stopped when I crashed into a wall.

-2744HP

Your arms have been injured, -10% strength.

As I stood up, she was already rushing towards me in void stance. I guess she meant the time for words is over as we continued to fight in silence. She was amazing her technique was beautiful and flowed like a river.

She was proficient with both hands, and would often attack with only one hand, or switch hands. I wasn’t ambidextrous like her, but I had a certain level of dexterity in my left hand due to practice. I definitely had to add this sort of tactic into my own style, not now though I was just about hanging on defending, maybe one in ten blows I would get an attack in that would be instantly deflected.

I was learning so much from this fight and it was so much fun. I learnt a lot about the stances, she would often stay in void and switch to another stance, giving it benefits. For example once she swapped from void into water stance and the resulting parrying completely trashed my balance.

The way she took the stances was also more fluid than myself, not just proficiency, but even if it wasn’t the direct form she was in, she was able to use its strong points. As mentioned her fluency was breath taking, rather than fighting it was more like dancing with me. Her ability to switch between forms was teaching me a lot about what I should do with my own.

Her fire stance strikes were straight and powerful, her water stance created the perfect opportunities for her to attack, but I didn’t let it get past my guard, defending was a lot easier than attacking in a 1v1 like this.

Her wind stance would be thrown in confusing the tempo of the fight, pushing my legs away while letting her strike or retreat, her earth stance was like solid bedrock in which I couldn’t attack but she wouldn’t hold the same feeling.

Her wood stance would completely obliterate the pacing of the fight and let her dictate the distance we fought at. Her void stance was her natural stance, after taking my own a lot I’m sure it was mine too, she could switch into any stance from it, and it seems for a second or so every stance was more powerful when she did so.

We continued fighting like this for a while, I wasn’t letting her take any more health, but after 30 minutes, my broken arms were beginning to fail on me. She herself was lost in her battle lust, grinning like a Cheshire cat, damn I really didn’t want to lose.

From a void stance, as though she were throwing a hammer, she sent out a horizontal strike while spinning, knocking me back a good distance. Stabbing my sword into the earth, I fell to my knees panting. It was over, she was heading towards me in void stance, that murderous glare mixing with a hint of lust, she even had a slight blush on her face.

Damn I really don’t wanna die here, no, I just don’t wanna lose.

“RAAAAARGH.”

Give a roar to the heavens I forced myself onto my knees, pushing myself up by the sword drawing my sword into a void stance I ran towards her. I felt a sudden rush of power, I could feel the blood rushing in my veins, my heart pumping. It was like an adrenaline rush but ten times more powerful. Raising my sword above eye level, I let a heavy strike fall down.

She clashed upwards with my slash, but this time she was completely blown away. I managed to actually send her flying, rolling a few times she actually managed to land on her feet, stabbing her sword into the ground to slow herself down. But I was already running towards her in void stance, in one fluid motion I rose into fire stance and let loose a strike at her head.

Now it was her time to be on the defensive, unlike before when she was playing with me, this urge of power was amazing, channelling my urge to win in every strike. They surged forth like a wild animal, without reason, I kept raining blows from all directions, it seems I was now faster than her too. My eyesight began to turn red, but I didn’t care I just wanted to win, up slash down slash, right slash, diagonal, left, they constantly rang out, like a sonata to my ears.

She couldn’t handle this after a while, 10 minutes had passed and her arms and legs were already shaking. I could smell her losing her strength, switching into a void stance I jumped towards her, she was expecting a medium strike, but letting my body fall towards the ground my strike was aimed at her feet. This swept them and she began rolling to the right, she was halfway up on her feet, but I was there with my sword in fire stance.

She attempted to receive it with the flat of her sword, one hand bracing it. But this hit was direct on, she wasn’t able to deflect it so the force went straight to her arms, I could see them shaking. She fell to her knees instinctively I was already repeated my strike, this one was it. After taking it she stabbed her sword into the ground, lifting her arms in the air afterwards.

“Kousan suru.”

Stabbing my sword into the ground next to hers, I pounced on top of her. Knocking her onto the ground I pinned her down by her arms and mounted her. Blushing she turned away from me.

“Doko ni sawatteru no?”

That’s what I wanted, I could feel her heart pumping, the blood coursing through her veins, her pale neck calling to me. With a bestial motion, I lurched forward on top of her, it felt like lava melting the base of my canines, dripping downwards. Giving a growl I bit into her neck and tasted her.

“IYYAAAAAAAN!”

Even her screams were husky, her taste was amazing. It was like a fine wine, and a thick broth, both and neither at the same time, I could tell things about her from it. It was like her feelings pouring into me, hatred thick like a broth, her excitement from the fight, a hint of lust and love pouring forth like her blood.

When I stopped I let go of her arms pushing myself upwards, I was dealing damage, something like a deep hunger was affecting me, if I let it, I think I would have drunk her dry. My mind was cloudy and full of anger, I couldn’t think straight, I started clawing at the ground. Looking back at her, she had undone her armour, her large bare breasts hanging out.

The murderous look in her eyes was gone, in its place pure innocence. Stretching her arms out as if to embrace me, with a smile as though a mother looking at her child she spoke.

“Ki-te.”

Lying on top her, I grabbed her left breast, she hugged me as I plunged my new fangs into it.

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