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“Wh… what?” Rhyderi blinked suddenly, then shook his head. “No, of course not. Why would you ask such a thing?” He shifted his glance off to one side, looking very uncomfortable with his current surroundings. “Are you implying that I’m… because I’m not.”
Seres leaned in closer to him so that she could get a closer look of his reaction. “You are.. You’re scared shitless of the female body, aren’t you? Oh my god… it all make sense. My sister explained to me that there’s no vow of celibacy for your paladin thing… That’s all you. You’re scared of the female body!”
Rhyderi flinched heavily, his head rearing back as he recoiled at the statement. “No, of course not!” He protested. “How could you say such a thing?!” He shook his head, backing up from her. “I have no problems with anyone – a Paladin does not judge people based on appearance… only by their deeds.”
He waved his hands at her. “You’ve got me all wrong, really!”
“Oh, stop that. This sort of thing has nothing about judging people. There are pleanty of men who feel scared of women and shy away from them like you do. The female body is foreign to you… My, it all makes perfect sense… Poor you,” Seres continued on.
Sadly shaking her head, Seres turned to look at the rankings again. “Huh, strange… there’s a second spot reserved. Maybe they’re just advancing someone to the semi-finals..”
“Poor me?” Rhyderi muttered. “Indeed, yes… poor me. Poor me that I have to put up with this…”
He sighed heavily and retreated towards the nearest chair, resting his weight down in it. “Just sit and watch, I suppose… bet on them, not me.” He stuffed the coinage that Seres had given him into his pocket so he didn’t have to look at it. It felt like a dishonest way to make money, in his opinion.
Seres gave Rhyderi a sad look as he wandered away. After a bit, she sat down next to him before she reached over to gently rub his back in a friendly manner, trying to help calm him down. Rhyderi’s next match was indeed against Big Berta.
Rhyderi continued to sit until the next fight was announced, only barely aware of the fact that Seres was patting his back. He stared at the table in front of him, his posture rigid and stiff. When Big Berta came out onto the scene, he gripped the edge of the table, his knuckles turning white.
“Don’t make me go up there…”
“Do you want to loose the respect of your fellow soldiers by forfeiting. It’s much better to be beaten in battle than to run away,” Seres calmly explained to Rhyderi. “Now, go up there. Don’t worry, she’s all business in the ring.”
“Fine…”
Rhyderi slowly moved to his feet, closing his eyes as he stood there for a brief period, breathing deeply to keep himself calm. After he was properly able to think once more, he stepped up to the ring, his expression serious and somewhat determined.
He stood in front of the large lady, eyeing her up and down. His brows furrowed in a deep scowl and he stepped back, gently easing himself into a battle-ready stance.
The tall woman was busy stretching out her back muscles when Rhyderi stepped into the ring. Upon seeing him, she gave him a wry smirk.
“My, you’re a petite little thing,” she teased the elf before she winked at him.
As soon as the doors closed, the woman rushed in an attempt to hit Rhyderi with a clothesline attack.
Rhyderi growled in frustration. “What is it with you people…? Why is everybody calling me little? I’m not little, damn it… I’m a full-grown adult m–“
He never finished his sentence. When the female came rushing at him with her arm, he was quick to duck out of the way. In the same movement he swept his leg out to trip her. A rather smug arrogant grin came over him as he did this, for he fully intended to abuse his smaller size and agility to win.
The woman stumbled a bit before she swung around to face Rhyderi again. He had indeed tripped her, but she had enough of her own poise to be able to quickly recover her balance. As she came in on Rhyderi’s position again, she wrapped her arms around him before she squeezed him against her body. She was trying to subdue him by restraining him in a rather rough bear hug that would press his face against her bosom.
Rhyderi backed up against the cage edge when the woman came at him, initially attempting to shove her away. When he was grabbed in a rough hug, he tensed his entire body. Then it occurred to him exactly where his face was – directly between the lady’s well-endowed breasts.
He went weak in the knees. All he could think about in that moment was getting out of her grip and away from those… things. He made a loud yelling sound in a panic and began to thrash.
“That’s right, honey. Use up all your energy. This will be over soon,” Big Berta purred out to Rhyderi as she tightened her grip on him. For now, she was trying to tire him out so that she could get an easy pin.
“This is a complete violation of…!!” Rhyderi continued to thrash, panicking as the grip was getting tighter. He closed his eyes and attempted to elbow the woman in the gut, at the same time allowing his legs to go limp so he could try dropping out of the ‘hug’ entirely.
The woman grunted as Rhyderi hit his mark hard enough to make her grip loosen enough to allow him to escape. As soon as she figured out that Rhyderi had escaped her, the woman began to swing out at him. She wanted her victory already.
Rhyderi backed up again once he was free, his facial expression one of irritation as he slammed into the woman with his shoulder. Without his armour plating or his shield, it didn’t have the effect that he would have liked it to. Regardless, he kept slamming into her, also attempting to knock her down so he could pin her to the floor. He was heavily panting and already near the end of his endurance.
The woman grunted as she was finally pinned down. After a bit of struggling, she lowered her head and conceded to her defeat.
Meanwhile, Seres was happily gathering her second sack of winnings from betting on Rhyderi. When he was allowed out of the cage, she once again gave him half of the winnings.
Rhyderi gripped at his right arm as he stepped out of the cage, retreating to his seat once again. When Seres handed him half of the winnings, he narrowed his eyes in disgust but took the money anyway.
“I do not want to fight another so soon.” He grunted. “I desire to rest first.”
“Mmm… Don’t worry about it, Rhyderi. Your next round is going to be against me. I’ll take it easy on you, I promise you,” Seres smirked at her partner. “I’m more curious as to why they’re letting Mav just skip ahead to the Semi-finals unchallenged… They must not have had enough people to fill the slots. Strange..”
“Who’s this Mav person…? Another violent woman who would…” He shook his head, not finishing his sentence. He crossed his arms and rested them on the table in front of him, putting his head down shortly afterwards.
“At least I have enough money now to get ahead on my rent…” He mumbled. “So I suppose that much is good…”
“Heh, Mav’s a guy. His nick-name is Maverick. Certainly you’ve seen him around. You’ve helped train him from time to time,” Seres explained. “We just call him Mav because he requests it. Silly nick-name of a nick-name stuff… I don’t honestly get it.”
“Ah… I don’t really request a nickname, but I get a few.” He looked up at her once again. “Rhy. And ‘Deri.” He shrugged. “Quite simple really. Of course,” He suddenly frowned, “My mother had a nickname of her own for me. I would mention it but it is somewhat embarrassing and childish.”
“My family hardly ever uses nick names… The only one that’s ever really been employed is my mother’s insistance that my father’s name is too long, so she calls him ‘Seph’. Other than that… it’s just using our name,” Seres explained.
At that moment, she noticed that “Mav” was being escorted into the ring. So, she tilted her head with curiosity. “Huh? I wonder why they’re doing that… There’s no one for him t- Holy shit!”
Not long after the gates closed, Jenna jumped down from the rafters above and quickly dispatched of “Mav” within three hits, for she targeted specific pressure points to completely paralyze him then send him to the ground, unconscious.
Rhyderi raised his head when he heard the sound of the crowd and the cage bars close. When Jenna jumped down and knocked the other opponent out in seconds, he gritted his teeth, putting his head down again.
“I really want to go back to my nice warm cosy apartment now…” He muttered. “Please tell me I don’t have to fight that.”
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