Fight To The Death

Sidestepping Ireya barely avoided the spear, the energy which exploded out of the spear still pushed her away damaging her slightly.

"What are you doing!", while shouting Ireya pulled out her sword and prepared herself.

Her small stature pushed out violent waves of energy, this energy formed a piercing light as her sword began vibrating.

The man didn't respond to her and spun around quickly and dashed towards her again,

"Lightless Death!", waves of black energy pulsated out of his spear, this black energy was lightly tainted with blood.

Ireya focused this time and watched out for any openings in his move as he approached, the light in their surroundings slowly disappeared as the arena turned dark. The only light remaining was her sword.

Clash!

His spear swept out and pushed her back, her body was sent flying a few dozen meters into the air.

Bang!

His feet pushed into the ground and jumped upwards towards her, "Darkness Penetrates!"

His body melded into the darkness and only his spear remained, it flew at ridiculous speeds towards Ireya. Ireya remained unfazed as she watched the spear fly towards her, she thought in her mind 'One Sword!'

Her sword split into ten different images, each one took a different path and flew at the man from a different angle. The man threw his chain out and blocked them one by one and continued in his path, just as he blocked the ninth one a sword appeared from behind his back.

Splat!

He dashed to the side at the very last second and got away with a minor cut to his thigh, but this was the moment that Ireya was waiting for. Her sword lit up her surroundings and flew outwards towards the man who was suspended mid-jump.

"Got you!", she laughed momentarily at her success.

The sword flew closer to the man's head, but then came the unexpected move.

He moved to the left by one inch barely avoiding a fatal hit, in exchange his left arm came flying off in a firework of blood.

Ireya shuddered at the sight of the blood, she then watched as his hood came flying off to reveal a scarred old face like a mummy from thousands of years ago.

"No, I got you. Decapitate!"

He charged all of his energy into his spear and threw it out at high speeds.

Ireya watched as the spear slowly moved closer and closer to her head, 'Second move: Thirty Annihilates!'

Her fingers moved mysteriously, one slice, ten slices, twenty-nine slices.

On the thirtieth slice, a symbol appeared before her, this symbol screeched as the spear clashed with it.

Crash!

The spear fell just as the symbol shattered, this symbol was originally meant to combine with her sword but it could also be used to defend.

Ireya also fell onto the ground in pain, her organs were slightly damaged and blood was constantly flowing down from her mouth. 'This hurts so much...'

She had prepared herself for whatever was to come but she never expected that it would be this brutal, she never thought she had to kill someone. She wasn't prepared to kill someone yet, but now she wasn't given a choice. It was either she killed him or he killed her.

Ireya stood back up and dashed to her sword before the man could get to his spear first, just as she reached the sword.

Bang!

A fist hit her directly on the cheek sending her flying and rolling across the arena directly breaking her right arm.

"Ahhh!!!!", her face clenched as the pain came bursting all over her.

She tried slowly standing back up.

Bam!

Another fist came flying at her face crushing her cheekbone.

Bam!

Another cracked her skull.

Bam!

Another slowly caused her to lose consciousness, her eyes dimmed as she watched the silhouette drop punch after punch onto her small body.

'Papa... Mama... Help...', tears flooded out of her eyes as the pain continued bursting.

But then it all slowed down until it disappeared.

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"Wake up..."

"Wake up Ireya!", a hand shook her body awake.

She looked down at her arm and saw that it was completely fine, she then looked at her surroundings and found herself back in her room with her mummy sat in front of her.

"You're fine Ireya, relax...", her mummy took her into her arms and slowly calmed her back down.

"What happened mummy? What was that?", but she couldn't get rid of the trauma so quickly.

"That was the Battle of Coming, you could only count as a fully grown adult if you passed it. Of course, it's all within the illusory world of this crystal, we wouldn't want to risk the lives of our children over it after all."

"So none of that was real mummy?", Ireya was still extremely shaken.

"No, it wasn't, you're fine sweety."

After an hour of Ireya remaining in her mother's arms, she finally came back to her usual state,

"Do I have to do it again?"

Fanelle felt extremely bad for doing this but she nodded her head.

"Let's do it right now mummy, I want to beat that man!"

Shocked Fanelle looked into her daughter's eyes, the determination within them was clear. She had prepared many ways to get rid of her daughter's trauma but it seemed like none of it was necessary, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure!", Ireya clenched her fists as she remembered the feeling of being pummeled to death, the pain of having all the bones in your body broken, and the relaxation of death.

"Close your eyes then honey."

After a minute she heard her mother speak again, "You can open up now."

She was back in the same arena, this time she stood up and prepared her sword before the man came in. She was going to attack will all of her strength this time with no mercy, he was an enemy, plus this wasn't real so she didn't feel bad in the slightest.

She listened to the aged voice commentate and the cheers of the crowd, and then the gates slowly opened back up.

"Fourth Move: A Lonely Sight!"

She flew out in a pink radiating sight, there was nothing else in her view, just the sight of her sword and the man in the distance.

"Bloodless Spear!", the man stepped out with full force as well, the blood on his spear quickly evaporated and was absorbed by him.

Clash!

The spear and the sword hit each other at full force, and again, and again.

Boom!

Two bodies flew out and landed on the ground, blood dripping off of each other's weapon.

Ireya's lips shivered at the pain but she remained firm, her arm wet with her blood dripping down and splattering over the dirt.

"You're a strong little girl."

She ignored his words, "Fifth Move: Another Death."

Violet light spewed out of her sword, the Energy Granules within her concentrated within her right arm and slowly entered the sword. This was her final move, her father had told her to only use the move as a worst-case scenario after she used it she would no longer have the energy to move.

The violet light continued pulsating, the man watched as the violet light grew in power and energy.

"Bloody Murder."

His stance switched, his chain slipped around his spear and merged with it.

Ireya finally spoke, "You're also strong."

Her petite figure then flew, her sword cutting towards his throat, the violet light grew stronger as her speed increased and pierced out the tip of the sword.

The man did the same, his spear flew out like a dragon tearing down hordes of beasts, but his spear was no Saint, it was a Sinner. Blood coagulated at the tip of his spear and flew out in the same manner.

Boom!

The two figures separated, and both fell.

Dust flew all over the place, as it slowly cleared the result of the battle was clear. One body remained intact while the other had a missing head.

The winner slowly picked themselves up and bowed towards the dead body,

"You were a tough opponent."

Her father had taught her to always respect an opponent even after they had passed away after all the one who died could have easily been her, the scene around her gradually disappeared after the man died.

Swoosh!

Her eyes suddenly opened up to her room, she was greeted by her smiling mother.

"I did it mummy!"

"Good job! Who was your opponent by the way?"

"A man called Bloodless Murderer."

Ireya watched as her mother's eyes went through a myriad of changes, from calm to fear to anger to hatred and finally back to relaxation.

"What's wrong mummy?"

"Ah, nothing. Let's see what rank you got.", Fanelle shifted her eyes to the crystal ball in her hand and watched as the statistics were slowly being created.

"Rank?"

"Oh I forgot to mention, the Battle of Coming is something which every person has to do, after you complete it for the first time you get a rank which reveals how well you done compared to everyone else. Look, it's nearly done."

Hearing her mummy's words she was excited to see how well she did in comparison to everyone else.

After she finished talking she went quiet and waited, they both watched in anticipation as the number was formed.

A minute later the number finally appeared!

27th!