| " | \n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t--The Rematch-- The two met for the first time in the finals of the annual fighting tournament. Quatre from the Prosperity Valley and Riandur from the Swamp Land. Both carried the honor and pride of their land on their back. Both were dedicated to win, neither wanted to give their opponent a chance to win. Quatre got skill, Riandur got strength, both equal at technique, being seasoned warrior that had survived their own fair share of battlefield. The final was evenly matched. Even after the time was up, there's no clear winner between them. Eventually, the match was called a draw, and the first place was awarded to both of them. Everyone was satisfied with the decision, but not the two warriors. The two warriors meet again in the same bath house late that night. They both wanted to cool themselves and vent the frustration from the match earlier where nobody watched. And by the work of fate, they chosen the same bathhouse at the same time. A rematch to settle the score is inevitable. But this time, they decided on a different kind of contest, since fighting will only led to the same result as in the tournament. "So, what's the rule?" The wolf grinned. Riandur already knew the rules, but he just wanted to hear it from his opponent, to make sure both understand the game. And for that, Quatre complied, "The first one cum, loses." Both warriors grinned, confident in their own ability and endurance. As Riandur raised Quatre on the steam machine to support himself, he readied his manhood. Quatre did the same. Just like in the tournament, neither wanted to lose. So this night battle will surely dragged on for a long time. But unlike the tournament, this time they have all night long to freely settle their score. \n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t | \n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t