Chapter 19 - Vivian vs Monique (2)
But at this point, she was unable to calculate the attacks and try to find gaps. She was barely able to dodge and remain standing, if she faltered or got distracted she would be hit and have her stamina consumed even more, which would make her be hit by more attacks and so on.
Booom Booom Booom Booom Booom Booom
The clearest warning signs were the small explosions that were caused whenever one of the fireballs hit the ground.
So, she continued to dodge as best she could, being hit only a few times. And when the attacks stopped, she was panting, on her knees and sounding all over her body.
Her arms had serious burns, several round marks on her skin were charred. On her arms, back, stomach, shoulders, legs… In all, more than 15 charred marks could be seen.
Her hair was completely singed, a good part of it burned to the root. Her right cheek was grazed by a fireball and the flesh was exposed, a large blister beginning to form.
She could barely stand…
Vivian, hesitant to continue, looked at Caleb again.
And Caleb looked at Monique, with pity and sadness clear in his eyes, mentally begging her to give up.
But Monique, with great effort, stood up, looked at Caleb and gave him a signal. The same signal that made Caleb close his eyes and rub his face in distress…
"She wants to continue… Fight." The words were difficult for Caleb to pronounce, but as a referee he had to follow the rules.
"Sigh" Again, a heavy sigh came out of Vivian's mouth… A real cockroach, she thought.
With the same movement as before, Vivian conjured another round of fireballs and put on the same show as before. The red balls spun around her and were compressed until they turned blue.
SNAP
SHHHHHH
ZAP!
CRACK!
BOOM!
KABOOM
The same scene happened… Monique, already weakened and with blurred vision, tried to dodge as much as possible, but she was no longer able to dodge as effectively.
Her mobility, vision and resistance were seriously impaired and several attacks hit her hard, leaving her even more vulnerable. Undermining her defenses and resistance to the limit, leaving her on the edge of what her body could handle.
Booom Booom Booom Booom Booom Booom
Several were dodged, but it got to a point where Monique could no longer dodge the attacks. Her mind went blank for a moment, she was still alive, of course, but the fight was being a one-sided massacre against her.
She couldn't do any damage to Vivian, but in her case, the remaining pieces of her clothes were as charred as her skin.
It wasn't a duel, it was a humiliation...
This thought made Monique's mind be taken over by hatred and frustration. Her body was on fire and her mind was a whirlwind of pain and revenge.
It was at this moment that she decided to make her last move. A suicidal attack, all or nothing...
"WWAaaarhhhhh"
Blinded by hatred, Monique gave up her defense tactics and moved straight towards Vivian like a ferocious and uncontrollable bear. At that moment, everyone in the room realized that she was being dominated by instinct.
She no longer thought, her anger, frustration and instinct became her strength. An immense force focused only on defeating Vivian, wanting the fire to be put out once and for all.
But Vivian, much more experienced than Monique, had already prepared herself as soon as she noticed the uncontrolled attack coming towards her.
"I'm sorry…" Vivian whispered...
When Monique got close enough, a wave of blue fire was launched towards her…
chhhhhhhhh crack-crack
The scene was horrific, to say the least… The wave of blue fire hit Monique at point-blank range and swallowed her whole.
The impact was so strong that Monique was thrown back, her body thrown like a flaming puppet, falling heavily to the ground, and the wave of fire, unlike the previous one, did not lose strength, it continued to burn.
No one saw Monique's figure for a few seconds, only a trail of fire took over the arena. But they could clearly hear the crackling of something being burned and fell the smell of flesh being charred…
"MISS FROSTWOOD-" Standing up in despair, Leyla looked at the woman beside her and then at the arena, she could only call out the name but could not form the sentence because of the shock of the scene.
In fact, everyone in the scene had the same expression as Leyla. This attack should not have been allowed…
"Don't worry, she's alive… It's over, Caleb." With a serious look, her voice was neutral, but she had a thoughtful expression as she looked seriously at the blue fire torch that continued to burn.
"Monique Daryan cannot continue, the winner is Vivian Wynne." As soon as he received the confirmation, Caleb immediately announced the result of the duel.
Snap
With a snap of her fingers, Miss Frostwood extinguished all the fire in the arena and cooled the place.
Vivian remained in the center of the arena, upright and without signs of fatigue, his eyes no longer shone, but there was a trail of blood coming out of his mouth.. Her hands rested casually at her sides, but her eyes were fixed on Monique's body that was lying on the floor of the arena just a few meters away.
Monique's clothes were practically incinerated, leaving only rags of what would be her underwear, blouse and pants. Practically naked, her entire body was charred in a cruel and merciless manner.
Her face was unrecognizable. She was barely breathing and anyone watching this scene would think she was dead. The smell was horrible.
Her black skin was only colored by the strands of blood that began to run from several lacerations. There was no hair left on her head or on her forearms and legs.
Vivian's face showed a mixture of indifference, guilt and sadness. She stood there, silently staring at Monique's body...
Meanwhile, Caleb walked quickly towards Monique, with clear concern in his eyes. Followed closely by Nora, Darya and Frostwood.
He reached her side and tried to confirm the situation, but unfortunately he could only crouch down next to her and check her breathing. And seeing that her breathing was steady, even with difficulty, he let out a grateful sigh.
He knew that trying to move her carelessly would only cause more injuries, so he looked at Nora who was standing next to him and said:
"She is strong, but her injuries are very serious. We need to get her to the hospital as soon as possible."
"I have already called the medical team, they will arrive in a few minutes." Nora replied.
"I can take care of first aid… It will ease her pain." Darya said, still with her curious and attentive gaze directed at Monique's body.
"Do it… Don't worry, I will charge her irresponsible partner for your services." Nora said, with a tone of reprimand and threat in her voice.
"Very well…"
Darya approached soon after, with an analytical look she took a step forward and knelt next to Monique.
In her mind, there was no surprise with the outcome of the fight, however, Monique's absurd resistance had caught her attention. She then took advantage of this moment to also examine Monique's body more deeply...
Without saying a word, Darya raised her hands, which began to glow with a soft, greenish light. The marks on her body, similar to tree branches, began to glow and take on color, almost as if they were alive.
The room lit up slightly with the healing power emanating from her, but the silence was broken by the whispers of the three secretaries who were watching the fight.
"That was humiliating. The difference in power is colossal." Said Patricia, the red-haired secretary with glasses, sitting in her chair and reflecting on what she had just witnessed.
"What did it last, five minutes? She didn't even touch Vivian properly." Aira, the tall, dark-haired secretary, continued.
"4 minutes and 47 seconds until Sir Caleb's announcement." Leyla, standing and concerned about Monique's condition, looked at the watch on her wrist and confirmed the timer.
"Is this the difference between a Physical and a Magical Parahuman? Why is the disparity so great when they are both S-Class? Isn't that wrong?" Curious, Aira expressed her doubts.
"That's because-"
Click
But just as Leyla was about to answer her companion's questions, everyone's attention was diverted when the door was softly opened.
Gregory entered with a serious expression, followed by Juliette, who seemed equally curious about the situation. The atmosphere, which was already tense, became even heavier with Gregory's presence.
He took a few steps and stopped, his eyes scanning the room and observing the scene:
Vivian standing in the center of the arena.
Nora, Caleb and Lady Frostwood around Darya, with different expressions, from concern to curiosity.
Finally, a charred body lying on the ground and Darya providing first aid.
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