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Something dark... and there for her specifically.\n\n- - - - -\n\nA massive thank you to my top tier subscribers:\nSedyna | [fa]jafferroshak[/fa] | RoleplayCentral | [fa]akinkyyfox[/fa]\n\nIf you would like early access to my stories, weekly previews and updates, access to my private discord, chance to have your character become part of the lore, and other bonus content, please consider subscribing to my [url=https://subscribestar.adult/xp_author]SubscribeStar[/url]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "YEAH! We're doing another one of these! A lot of returning features from old stories in this one!

Continuing the story of Bonny and Manny. A few months have passed since Bonny ran into someone that offered to train her in her newly awakened Aura abilities, and she is putting them to use in another returning feature, the Iron Soul tournament, an underground fighting tournament being held this year just outside of the city of Troyes, France. Thanks to her new abilities, most of the fights are a cakewalk, but she has a little trouble when something distracts her in the finals. Something dark... and there for her specifically.

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If you would like early access to my stories, weekly previews and updates, access to my private discord, chance to have your character become part of the lore, and other bonus content, please consider subscribing to my SubscribeStar", "writing": "[center][b][u]Prize Fighter Alpha 3[/u][/b][/center]\n[center][u]Silver Flame[/u][/center]\n[center]By XP Author[/center]\n\nBonny shifted her weight just slightly to the right, enough to completely avoid the kick aimed at her head, the wolf's foot passing less than an inch away from her ear. She heard the man growl in anger as he followed up with a straight punch, but she simply turned her body to the side, letting the man's momentum carry him right past her with the sloppy attack. He turned at the koala, baring his teeth at her. \"Stop playing around and take this seriously!\"\n\nBonny shrugged, keeping her stance relaxed and casual, and, most notably, keeping her eyes closed. She had kept them closed the whole fight, and the wolf had not managed to lay a single finger on her. \"I'll take it seriously when you're a serious threat. Until then, you're my warm-up for the finals.\" She also hadn't attacked him back, even when he gave her obvious openings. Not attacked physically, at least, as her words seemed to hit a nerve. He suddenly growled and started to swipe at her with his claws. Wide, wild, and sloppy, easily avoided by simply turning slightly while stepping backwards.\n\nBonny got his anger. This time last year, she probably would have flow off in a rage if someone did this to her. But that was before she had learned some new tricks... tricks that only started after she died and was brought back to life. Sort of. She had definitely died, there was no question there. But her husband, Manny, had brought her body to his... mother... Belle Komori. The genetically altered bat, along with her lab partner and cousin Austin, were something of mad scientists. They had used whatever questionably moral tech they had cooked up to clone her, and pull her memories from her old body and put them into the new one. It was a process they had called their Alpha Project or something like that. They swore they did nothing to modify her in any way, but she still felt... different. It had taken weeks before it didn't feel like she was piloting someone else's body.\n\nThe biggest difference showed up a few months later. She and Manny had been on a cruise ship, the first part of their honeymoon, and someone on the crew had recognized her from the fight videos she posted to D-Gen. They had then been very stupid and kidnapped Manny in an attempt to get her to fight. They did not survive that mistake. But her rage had been so great that it literally manifest around her as an aura. Her punch had set the man on fire. Thankfully, Manny was unharmed by the end. And she had a chance encounter with a man who offered to teach her how to control this power. A middle aged cheetah who called himself Master Kirashi, though his real name was Carl Ayers. She turned him down, of course. She was on her honeymoon.\n\nShe resisted only 3 weeks before giving in and tracking the man down to accept his training. She was a fighter at heart, after all. She also didn't want to accidentally turn something like this on while she and Manny were having one of their hours-long fuck fests and hurt her beloved goat. So she trained with him to learn to master the ability. That had been almost 5 months ago. She wouldn't say she had mastered it in that time, but enough that the next step of the 'training' was to use it against others. As it just so happened, there was an underground tournament happening in France at the time, in a city named Troyes. Or just outside of it, anyway.\n\nHowever, it was apparently some big world tournament, and they did not let in just anyone. Carl had apparently won two of these in the past, but even if he vouched for her, she still had to prove herself. She had entered into several underground arena fights throughout Europe. First in Madrid, Spain, then in Berlin, Germany, and finally one in Paris, France. Thankfully, all very good cities to still do honeymoon things with Manny in the mean time. She had promised him, after all, and she would put everything aside for the man, even her career as a fighter. She loved him that much. He had literally brought her back from the dead, after all, and risked a lot to do it by going back to Belle. He did not have the best relationship with his 'mother.' She had learned more of it, and did not like what she heard. Thankful as she was for her chance to stay with him, she hoped she never met the pair of mad scientists again.\n\nNow she was in the big tournament, in the last bout of the semi-finals she would need to win to get into the finals. So far, she had not found much in the way of challenge. The fighters were all good, better than most she had faced, but not amazing. The only challenge so far had been one hyena that had a startlingly fast kick. It took her a little bit to learn how to dodge them, even with her new abilities. But she did eventually win, getting her to tap out from a submission hold. Afterwards, Bonny found out the hyena was another D-Gen member, HighKickKiller. Said it was an honor to get her shit kicked in by Bonny and was generally a good sport about the loss, not having expected to even get into the tournament to begin with.\n\nIt was probably a good thing HighKickKiller had fought her and not some of the others, like the wolf currently slashing at her. There was no rule about not killing your opponent, and she had already seen six people end up in a pool of their own blood. The wolf was not trying to just scratch her. If those claws hit, he would probably rip her open. Thankfully, he was sloppy, so that was not going to happen. Even when he tried to mix things up and throw another kick, she saw it coming. That was how her aura worked. She could read their movements before they happened, even with her eyes closed. In fact, that helped to drown out the noise from the crowd, let her focus only on the aura glowing in front of her. The wolf's was boiling with his frustration.\n\nShe figured she had played with him enough that the crowd wouldn't turn on her for finishing this up now. When he threw another kick, she stepped to the side again, only this time she struck. Her hand shot out, smacking into his knee hard. There was a crack as she shattered the joint, and he let out a scream of pain, toppling over onto the ground to grasp his knee. \"BITCH!\" he shouted at her. She stepped forward, then hopped to drop to her own knees, bringing her fist down in a hard blow that connected with the side of his face. It not only smacked into him, but drove his skull against the hard mat under them. His head bounced off of the unyielding surface, his body jerking once, then laying still. His aura faded to a neutral haze around him. He was out cold.\n\nOnly when she heard the bell ring did she finally open her eyes again, looking around as the crowd cheered. Though some booed for such a boring finish. Most people were here to see blood and death, after all, and she hadn't killed a single person. She still held her fist up as the announcer started to speak over the loudspeakers. Though she had no idea what he was saying, as it was in French. Then someone else said the same thing in German. Finally, a third spoke in English. \"The winner of the 26th Iron Soul semi-finals, by knock out: Carla 'Bonny' Bondale! She will be moving onto the finals to face Gantis 'Silvers' Grask this time tomorrow!\"\n\nShe stepped out of the arena was the man spoke, a door in the iron fencing around the ring being opened for her by someone on the staff. \"Good job today!\" The young fox spoke with a thick German accent. \"Good fight!\" He gave her a thumbs up, and she just nodded at him.\n\nThen a body was suddenly pressed against hers hard, a pair of arms squeezing around her middle. She smiled, putting her arms around Manny. \"Hey, lover. I'm fine. Told you I would be.\" She hooked her thumb over her shoulder, pointing back at the arena where the unconscious wolf was being dragged out of the other side. \"He was a push over.\"\n\n\"I know... but I still worry every time you fight...\" He squeezed her a little tighter. She smiled at him. He said he hated watching her fight, but she knew some part of him loved watching his girl be so powerful. He was hardly the alpha type, being almost effeminate in his physique, as well as a quiet, meek sort in personality. So he did not have any of the hang-ups some men could about having a girl being stronger than him. Plus, now that she could see auras, she knew that he was turned on by it. Though she already knew that, but it was now a bit more obvious.\n\nShe put her arm around his shoulder, holding him up against her. \"Alright. I'll go get a shower, then how about we get some dinner and head back to the hotel.\"\n\nHe blushed, nodded. \"Sure... though you can skip the shower... You're just going to get all sweaty again...\"\n\nShe laughed. \"True. You're a better work out than most of these mooks.\" He also giggled, though his blush was still clear through his white fur. He kept his arm around her middle as they walked to the back room to head out of the arena.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nBonny repeatedly slammed her messy hips down against her husband's hard. Several of his loads were already deep inside of her cunt, much of it drooled out to soak into both his and her fur, and much of the bed under him. Another load had also been left in her ass, leaking out with the rest. She wasn't usually a fan of anal, but he had gone all the way to France with her, and was putting up with her being in the deadly underground tournament, so letting him have some fun with her backside was the least she could do for him. The goat panted and whined, twitching and writhing under her. A pair of cuffs were around his writs and ankles, the chains keeping him tied spread eagle to the bed rattling.\n\nHis cock jerked and throbbed painfully inside of her clinging cunt, his heavy balls aching. He had already left several loads, his nuts drained to the point of being nearly empty three orgasms ago. Yet she was working hard to draw another out of him. They had gotten to the point of being painful, the muscles contracting to try and spray semen that wasn't there. But she continued to ride him hard, and he loved it. She was insatiable when she got like this. The painful, dry orgasms still had his cock twitching and pulsing inside of her, and the pained, strained expression he got always set her off. And he loved watching and feeling her cumming so hard on him.\n\nShe slammed down against him over and over, close to cumming again already. \"C'mon, lover. You've got more in you!\"\n\nHe shook his head, feeling another one of his own dry, painful orgasms approaching. \"I-I... really don't!\" He grit his teeth, letting out a loud, strained whine as she didn't let up.\n\nShe panted heavily, her small tits bouncing with her movement. \"Do it anyway! I know you're close! Do it!\" She reached down to grab his shoulders, feeling the pressure building inside of her. \"Fuck... I'm gonna cum again... cum with me, lover!\" There was no way he could deny that request. He let out a loud cry of pained pleasure as his cock started to pulse and throb, wanting and trying to spray another load, but there was nothing left to give, his balls aching painfully. The koala atop him let out a loud cry of her own, almost screaming as she came. Her inner walls clamped around his aching cock like a vice. Her hands also gripped him just as painfully hard, her knees clamping against the side of his hips. Watching her cumming so hard only made him thrust more, trying his best to keep her orgasm going.\n\nFinally she fell against him, going almost limp as she panted heavily. He smiled, leaning his head over to kiss the side of her muzzle. \"Y-you good?\"\n\nShe nodded. \"Yeah... fuck I needed this...\" She shifted to nuzzle against his neck, kissing under his chin. \"You still okay?\" He nodded slowly. She giggled when she felt his cock twitch inside of her a little. \"Mmm... still nice and hard...\" She pushed herself up a little so she could kiss his lips. He pressed back, but it was only a brief kiss. Then she grabbed a bottle of water from the table beside the bed, bringing it up to his lips. \"Here. Easy now. Try not to spill.\" He gratefully let her pour the water into his very dry mouth. \"More?\" He nodded, and she gave him another couple of gulps. \"There you go.\" She then downed the rest of the bottle herself. He definitely lost more fluids during their long sessions, but she was doing most of the physical work, bouncing on him like she did. And her cunt had been drooling no small amount the whole time, not to mention how much she had squirted earlier.\n\nShe laid down against him again, kissing his neck some more. He smiled, tilting his head up to give her access. She always got like this after fights, more turned on than any other time. There were very few men who could keep up with her nearly insatiable libido when she was like this. But he was very literally designed to be able to keep going long past when he could produce. They were perfect for each other. And even with some of the other changes that had happened after her... resurrection... this part of her wasn't lost. If anything, she had gotten only hornier. And he was happy to give her what she wanted. He loved her more than anything in the world, and she loved him just as much. She had literally killed to defend him not that long ago. He just hoped she would never have to die for him. He had seen her die once. He never wanted to see it again.\n\nShe pushed herself up a little, slowly sliding her hips off of his. She let out a moan, and he gave a shuddering whine as his cock was finally allowed free from the tight, warm, messy confines of her pussy. When she finally pulled off, he let out a sigh, his cock throbbing and falling slightly limp against his belly. She laid down beside him, reaching down to gently stroke the length, not to tease him, but to help ease the pain. \"You did great, my little man.\" He nodded slowly. \"Rest up a bit. We can keep going once you're recovered.\"\n\nThe goat blushed, but he nodded. \"Alright...\" He laid his head back, taking several deep breaths. \"Just... give me a few minutes...\" Another aspect of him being designed was his recovery rate. Not only could he go for so long, but he could produce quickly... when not being constantly drained. His 'mother' had made him to be a personal fuck toy, but hadn't counted on him developing his own personality and running away from the lab he was made in. Thankfully, she seemed to have the barest minimum respect for his autonomy. She had brought his girlfriend back to life, too, so she wasn't a total monster... though he still hoped he never saw the glowing bat or her cousin ever again.\n\nBonny kissed down to his thin chest. \"Need me to loosen the cuffs? Shoulder's not too stiff?\"\n\nHe shook his head. \"N-no... I'm okay...\" His shoulders did ache a little bit from being bound the way he was, but it was a good ache. She was also so caring for him after their sessions. He used to wonder if she just loved him for his cock, but when she was like this, kissing him and tending to him like he was the whole of her world, he knew it was more than that. She never wanted to go so far that he was genuinely uncomfortable or in pain he didn't also enjoy. She never hit him, never pushed him to the point he had to use their safe word, and almost never even got mad at him. Her rage was saved for the ring, where she could unleash it into the face of whoever she was fighting. He felt almost blessed that he got to see this softer side of her so often, something she almost never showed to anyone else.\n\nShe nodded, still kissing at his chest. \"Okay.\" Her hands gently ran along his sides and shoulders. \"Let me know when you're ready for the next round.\" She let out a soft chuckle as he let out a slight whimper, though his cock twitched in excitement. \"Don't worry. My next match isn't until tomorrow afternoon. So we've got all night.\" He nodded, knowing for a fact that most of that night would be spent with her riding him so hard, he worried they'd break another hotel bed. And despite his whimpers, he was more than eager for it. He just hoped that it wouldn't be the last time, like he did every night before a match. He couldn't bare watching her die in the ring again. He wasn't sure he'd survive seeing such a thing again.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nBonny stepped to the edge of the ring as the announcer went through his spiel in various languages. She was only half paying attention when it got to English. \"Ladies, gentlemen, and everything in between, welcome to the 26th Iron Soul finals! Both of our finalists have fought their way through many opponents to come to this point! Introducing first, the newcommer to our arena! Hailing from America, the woman who has shamed many a fighter with her blind fighting style! Carla 'Bonny' Bondale!\" As she stepped through the gate into the ring, the crowd gave two distinct reactions, cheering and booing. Her style of wearing down opponents was not as popular a spectacle as those that went for bloody kills. She was sure many had lost a small fortune betting against her.\n\n\"Her opponent is someone many of you know! The winner of last year's Iron Soul! Hailing from Ireland, he is a ruthless fighter who has left many of his opponents learning what their own insides look like! Give it up for the defending champion: Gantis 'Silvers' Grask!\" Bonny looked across the ring as a very large dragon with silver scales stepped in. He wore only a pair of shiny black shorts with a red streak on the side, leaving his well muscled chest exposed. He had no wings, but he did have a pair of wicked looking horns atop his head, swept back over his skull before turning up into points that looked like they had been sharpened. The crowd went wild as he held his hands up, mugging for the audience. She smirked, letting him do his showman thing.\n\nWhen he looked at her, she saw the smile he gave. \"Looking forward to seein' how well ya's can dodge me, luv.\" He spoke with a rather thick Irish accent, almost to the point of parody. She wondered if it was genuine, or if he was putting it on in some effort to mess with her. \"Though I'll warn ya. I don't wear out so easily as most'a the lugs ya been fight'n against here. Dragons can go fer a long, long time.\"\n\nShe tilted her head. \"Are you trying to taunt me or flirt with me? Because I'm quite happily married if it's the second.\"\n\nSilvers chuckled. \"Well, shame I'm about to make yer man a widower. But don't ya worry none, I'll make sure yer final bout's at least a spectacle to remember ya by. Can't promise yer body will be much use to him, though. Hope ya have a casket with a lid ready.\"\n\nShe gave him a wide smile of her own. \"Why? Are you ready to get into it already?\" His smile turned to a smirk as he chuckled.\n\nThe announcer started up again. \"All betting is now closed! The fighters are already exchanging banter! This looks to be a heated match! Competitors, at your ready! Let the 26th Iron Soul finals BEGIN!\" With that, a gong echoed around the whole place as the crowd started to cheer even louder. Bonny closed her eyes, focusing her mind and drowning out everything else around her. The dragon's aura shined bright and blue in front of her, like a man made of flames. He didn't immediately come at her, but started to circle around. She raised her hands and did the same. The way he moved, she knew his plan, even without her aura sense. Sure enough, the moment her back was closest to the wall of the cage, he shot forward at her.\n\nShe let him get close enough that he was right within striking range, then ducked under his straight punch, turning to avoid the secret cross from his other hand he had hoped to catch her off guard with. It left him open and right in front of her. She raised her own fist, slamming it into his gut... and almost bounced off of him. His scales were [i]tough[/i], and the muscles under them were rock solid. She gracefully slid just out of range as he tried to grab her hair. \"It'll take more than those little taps ta knock me off me feet, girly.\"\n\n\"Noted.\" She slid close again, shifting to spin to the side as he threw a punch at her face, feeling the breeze as it missed by an inch or less. She had to move away when he anticipated this, turning to try and smack her with his thick tail. She manged to avoid it, but it was again by a very close margin. Most people would have tried to chase her, but he just got back into a light stance, not falling for her bait. He was good, she'd give him that. The match went like this for a few minutes. He would launch an attack, she would avoid it, and they'd reset. He was good at tanking most of her punches and kicks as well, though she did manage to get one solid blow in against his gut again, her fist charged with her own aura a little to strike not just at the scales, but the softer tissue under it. Though he still took it quite well, nearly catching her with a knee in retaliation.\n\nHe chuckled as he took a step back from her, staying light on his feet. \"Ya lasted longer than I thought ya would. I'll give ya that much. But can ya keep it up?\"\n\nShe could read what he was doing, and played into it. \"Yeah...\" She took a few deeper breaths as she spoke, as if she was getting tired. \"Just getting warmed up.\" She left him a glaring opening, and this time, he went right for it. He went for a rush attack, charging in and starting to swing and slash. She tilted her head and body from side to side, stepping back and dodging each blow. When a few kicks were thrown into the mix, she played that she was having trouble avoiding them, letting one get so close, the claws on his foot cut a piece of her shirt. It was risky, but he was getting overconfident. And that was something she could easily take advantage of.\n\nSuddenly, his aura vanished, obscured by something... malicious. An aura like one she had never felt before. Her eyes snapped open, drawn to some point in the crowd almost by instinct. She couldn't see the person the aura belonged to, but she knew they were there. It was overpowering every other sense, to the point she could almost taste the malice in it. And the owner of the aura was there for her, the attention directed right at Bonny with such intensity it might set her ablaze. Then, just as quickly, it was gone, vanished into the sea of everyone else. It was like death itself had manifested for a second, than returned to the ether. She tried to scan around, but the sea of auras in the crowd obscured anything else.\n\nShe couldn't look for very long as a fist suddenly struck the side of her head, sending her staggering to the side, only for a knee to come up and slam into her belly, halting her momentum in an instant and knocking the breath out of her lungs. Before she could recover, another fist came up, catching under her chin in an uppercut that sent her airborne. For a brief second, gravity had no claim on her, but reestablished it quickly enough as she crashed back to the arena floor. On pure instinct, she rolled to the side, avoiding a stomp that would have popped her skull like a grape. She coughed as she pushed herself up to her knees, tasting blood in her mouth.\n\nSilvers chuckled. \"Guess ya can't keep that dodging up forever, eh?\"\n\nShe spat a gob of blood out of her mouth, then wiped her lips. \"Sorry. Got distracted for a second.\" She pushed herself back to her feet, suppressing a wince as something twinged in her chest. A familiar pain. That knee had broken at two ribs, maybe three.\n\nHe scoffed. \"Distracted? Somethin' more interestin' than me?\" He slapped his own chest. \"Or were ya look'n for yer man out there?\"\n\nShe shook her head. \"Nah. I know right where he is. Front row seat to the beating you're about to get.\" She took a deep breath, ignoring the pain in her chest as she fell into a deep stance, focusing herself. She had only done this in training, but now seemed like a time as any to give it a shot in a real bout.\n\nHe shook his head. \"My beating? I think ya got that backwards, luv. But c'mon. Let's give 'em a show!\" He was already moving by the last few words, charging at her for another rushing beatdown. She continued to focus, pulling her aura inward, and forcing it to circle through her body. The air around her seemed to shimmer for a moment, like she was putting off enough heat to warp the light slightly. She looked up at him as his fist shot out at her, but it was like it was moving in slow motion. She had all the time in the world to simply tilt herself to the side to avoid it. His tail was already moving to try and catch her, but she lashed out with her own attack instead. Her fist struck his side, pulling back again just as quickly. He was only just reacting to the blow when she was rolling over to his other side to land another pair of punches into his ribs. When he tried to follow, she slid the other direction again, moving around behind him to slam her shin against his back just above the base of his tail.\n\nThe dragon grunted as the koala was suddenly a blur of movement, dashing around him and hitting with attacks so fast, he could barely register one before another was hitting him. He stumbled one way, then the other, tilting forward, only to be knocked back again. He tried to swing to catch her, but a fist struck under his elbow, then another to his armpit. A kick struck his chest, and it was his turn to get the wind knocked from his lungs. He grit his teeth and spun in place, whipping his tail around in a wide attack, not aimed at any one place to drive her back and give him a moment to breathe. \"Where the fuck did this come from!?\"\n\n\"You wouldn't believe me.\" He gasped as she was at his side in another instant, grunting as her fist was jammed into his kidney. He swiped his claw down at her, but she was gone again, literally rolling her back over his. She raised one leg during the roll and brought around, the momentum making it plant into his chest hard enough that he was pushed back a step. He tried to grab her, but she slid back out of his reach again. When he looked up, he saw her standing like she hadn't moved. But her eyes burned at him with a fury that looked barely contained. He didn't feel fear very often, but something in that look sent a shiver through him.\n\nHe pushed the fear aside, gritting his teeth. He charged at her again, but shifted mid-step and pivoted the other way, throwing his tail out in a wide swing aimed at her middle. She suddenly hopped into the air, planting a foot on his tail and using it as a springboard to get even more air. She spun her whole body around twice before bringing her leg out again. Her foot connected with the side of his head [i]hard[/i]. But she wasn't content with just knocking him down, she shoved down as she came back to the ground, using her foot to drive his head straight into the arena floor. His skull bounced off of the unyielding floor with a crack, his whole body slamming down with him, only to bounce off and roll away. A bloody splatter remained where his face had struck, and more blood drooled out of his mouth and nose.\n\nThe arena was silent for a few seconds as everyone was in shock at the display. But Silvers didn't get up, his body laying limp on his side. After another second, the crowd burst into cheers as the announcer chimed up. \"WE HAVE OUR WINNER! By knock out... or kill, I can't tell from here, but Gantis 'Silvers' Grask is down and not getting back up! The winner of the 26th Iron Soul is Carla 'Bonny' Bondale!\" The crowed went ballistic with cheers and jeers. Several bottles of beer were thrown at the cage, most bouncing off harmlessly, a few shattering and spraying beer and glass at the edges. Other things were thrown, as well. Money, keys, and a few pairs of panties.\n\nBonny didn't see or hear any of it. She was still staring intently at the dragon. It wasn't until one of the staff stepped into the arena and within her field of view that she snapped out of her fixation. She blinked several times, looking around almost in a daze. \"I... won?\"\n\nThe staffer nodded. \"You did.\" He knelt down and put a hand to Silver's neck. \"Alive, but definitely out. Good work. Go... um... oh.\" She was already walking away, still looking like she was in a trance. Shaking his head, the staffer called out for someone to bring a stretcher for the dragon to get him carted away.\n\nBonny almost stumbled down the stairs, only to be halted as a body suddenly pressed against her, hugging her. She blinked several times, only registering that the person was speaking, but not hearing the words. \"...nny? Are y... kay?\"\n\nShe squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head. \"Huh?\" She blinked several more times, finally coming back to herself. She looked down at Manny, the goat still clinging to her middle. Though he was giving her a worried expression. \"Um... s-sorry. I'm... I'm okay...\"\n\nHe nodded slowly. \"Are... you sure? Maybe you got a concussion.\" He slipped away, only to grab her hand and lace his fingers with hers. \"C'mon. Let's have a doctor look at-\"\n\n\"NO! No...\" She shook her head, but did still squeeze his hand reassuringly. \"Sorry. No, docs. I just... need to sit down... Get me to the lockers.\" He nodded slowly, leading her down the short walk way to the small room she could get changed in. She stepped inside and was grateful that the noise from the crowd was significantly dulled in here. When she saw the door closing, Manny on the other side of it, she called out. \"Get your snowy butt in here, goat!\"\n\nHe let out a squeak, but happily stepped in, closing the door behind him. \"You sure? You... don't always like me in the locker with you after a fight...\" She usually still had quite a bit of pent up aggression after a fight, and the last thing she ever wanted to do was take it out on him. Plus, she was usually pretty banged up, and he didn't like seeing her with fresh wounds.\n\nShe nodded, taking a seat on a bench. \"I'm sure.\" She pat the bench for him to join her. When he did, she threw her arm around him and pulled him close into a hug, though she did wince as the pain in her ribs hit her again. \"Mph... might have to go easy on you for a few days. Definitely broke a few ribs again.\" He whimpered slightly. \"Don't worry, I'll still be riding you raw later.\" He whimpered again, but his little tail twitched happily.\n\nHe looked up at her as she let out a tired sigh. \"Are... you sure you're okay?\"\n\nShe nodded. \"Yeah. I... had to use more of myself in that little speed trick than I thought I would. Just... suddenly very tired, that's all.\" There was also that... dark aura she felt during the fight. That was lingering in her mind, but she didn't mention it, not want to make him worry even more.\n\nManny nodded back. \"Okay. Well... you go get a shower, and I'll take you out to dinner later.\" She gave him a look. \"What? We are still out on our honeymoon. And you just won a whole bunch of money, right?\"\n\nShe chuckled, smirking a little. \"So [i]I'm[/i] taking us out to dinner, then?\"\n\nHe scoffed. \"Hey. You're the breadwinner in this relationship, remember? But I'll pick somewhere nice. I promise. I've been looking up some nice places. But you go get yourself cleaned up first. I don't think they'll want you coming in smelling like a gym bag.\"\n\nShe laughed. \"Oh, I thought you liked that?\"\n\nHe blushed.\"I-I mean... I do, but... j-just go get cleaned up!\"\n\nShe laughed as she stood up, messing his hair a little with a hand. \"I must have really worried you for you to be so bossy.\" He let out a huff, but did nod. \"Alright.\" She stripped herself of her fighting clothes, not doing anything to put on a show for her singular audience, but not minding him watching, either. Though as she stepped to the showers, she did call out. \"Hey... I'm still a bit worn out, so... I might need a hand. If you'd like to join me.\" Manny smiled, quickly undressing himself to join her in the shower.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nBonny shifted uncomfortably in her chair again. \"I still feel really silly...\"\n\nManny let out a soft chuckle. \"Well, I still think you look really great.\" The goat was dressed in a brand new suit, complete with black tie. It fit his small frame very well, though didn't do much to make his effeminate looks any more masculine.\n\nShe frowned. \"I still don't know how you convinced me to put this thing on...\" She was also wearing something much fancier than she ever did. Manny had at some point gone off shopping while they were in town. When they got back to the hotel, he surprised her with this fancy black dress. It was a simple, but elegant design, with thin straps that left her muscular shoulders and arms bare, the skirt part hanging down longer on the left side. \"I feel like a child wearing their parent's clothes...\" She never wore fancy clothing, especially dresses. Even for their wedding, she had chosen to wear a white tux instead of a traditional wedding dress, and that had almost been too much for her.\n\nHe couldn't help but laugh a little more. \"You did it because you love me and I asked nicely.\"\n\n\"And you're very lucky that I love you. I would have torn this thing in half, otherwise...\" She shifted the strap at her shoulder yet again. Though it was fitted to her proportions almost exactly. \"How did you even get my measurements so exact without me noticing?\"\n\nHe pursed his lips for a moment, a blush coming to his cheeks. \"Um... W-would you believe that I'm just... that good?\"\n\nShe stared at him for a moment. \"You measured me while I was asleep after one of our sessions.\" It wasn't a question, but a statement, said with a flat tone.\n\n\"I measured you while you were asleep, yes. You do sleep pretty deep after... uh...\" He blushed even more. \"After that kind of workout.\"\n\nThe buff koala let out another sigh. \"It's what I get for not leaving you chained up.\" He let out a soft giggle. \"You're lucky I like cuddling with you so much.\" The restaurant he had dragged her to was also several tiers more fancy than anything she was used to. \"This has been nice, but... I think I'm ready to leave...\" They had finished their dinner, such as it was.\n\nHe frowned a little. \"Aww... I'm not sure I'm ready for tonight to end, though...\"\n\n\"Who said anything about tonight ending?\" She gave him a smile. \"I just meant we can leave this place. We can still walk around the city for a bit.\" Her smile turned into a smirk. \"I'll even keep this silly dress on.\" Thankfully, the shoes he got for her, while fancy, weren't high heels. Though she would still prefer her boots or sneakers. She almost envied him, with his hooves, he never needed shoes.\n\nAfter paying for the meal, the two left, hand-in-hand, and started to walk down the streets. With Paris being so close by, the city of Troyes was not a typical tourist destination. Though there were still some nice places to go. The Cathédrale Saint-Pierre-et-Saint-Paul was definitely an impressive building, and there were several other such impressive places older than the home country of the two visitors. Though it was a bit too late in the day for them to go on any tours, so they mostly just walked around wherever they wanted. Eventually, they ended up outside of some old mansion at the edge of the city. It had apparently been home to nobles way back when. Bonny tilted her head a little as she stared at the massive building. \"I don't think I could ever live in a place this big.\"\n\nManny giggled. \"I bet you could if it had a gym and fighting area build into it.\"\n\nShe nodded. \"Yeah, that's fair.\"\n\n\"The back gardens were where duels would be held.\" The two turned as a woman with a French accent spoke. The owner was a short rat with jet black fur, silver hair, and blood red eyes. She wore a pair of dark blue slacks and matching shirt that didn't quite seem to fit her almost gaunt frame. \"At least they used to back in the day. I doubt anyone would be drawing swords these days.\"\n\nBonny was instantly on edge the moment she looked at the woman. She grabbed Manny and shoved him behind her, standing in front of him protectively. He tensed up at her sudden defensive move, but knew better than to question it. \"You were at the tournament...\"\n\nThe rat nodded. \"Oui! Saw your fight with that dragon. Pretty impressive. You move pretty quick.\" She turned to give Bonny a big, almost sadistic grin. Suddenly the koala gasped, taking a step back. The dark aura was there again, overwhelming everything. This woman was the source, and being right next to it almost knocked Bonny off of her feet. Looking at her was like staring into a black hole. A black hole made of anger, malicious intent, and death itself.\n\nManny had to put his hands on Bonny's shoulders as it looked like his wife was about to pass out. \"B-Bonny?\"\n\n\"Alright, that's enough. Stop messing with her.\" Another man spoke, his accent American, distinctly Alta Ferronian. The owner was an incredibly tall, but equally skinny man with ears so long they hung down almost to the small of his back, which was impressive considering he was nearly 7 feet tall. He was dressed in a plain white button down shirt with no tie, and tan slacks, the whole thing covered by a long brown coat. A wide-brimmed fedora the same color as the coat completed the look, giving him almost a stereotypical private detective look.\n\nThe rat shrugged. \"Just making sure.\" Bonny let out another gasp as the dark aura was suddenly gone again, leaving her momentarily dazed and leaning against her husband.\n\nManny frowned at the two. \"W-who... who are you? W-what did you do!?\"\n\nThe tall man sighed, shaking his head. \"Sorry about her. She can be a bit incorrigible.\"\n\nThe rat just giggled, though it was a dark and almost threatening sound. \"Don't worry. I didn't do anything to hurt your lovely woman.\" Her smile widened, almost like a predator about to take a bite. \"You'd know if I did.\" Her French accent had also fallen away, replaced by a more generic mid-west American accent.\n\nBonny grunted, righting herself again, though she still pat Manny's shoulder. \"You didn't answer his question. Who the hell are you two? And what the fuck do you want with me?\" She frowned. \"If you're more people looking to fight, I'm not interested. I'm on vacation.\"\n\nThe rat giggled darkly, but the tall man just let out another sigh, shaking his head. \"Again, sorry about her. I'm sure she'd be willing to throw down, but that's not what we're here for.\" When he pulled his hand out of his pocket, he was wearing a fairly thick leather glove. He held it out. \"My name is Victor Takdt, but you can call me Tag. And the dark lady beside me is my partner, Ginny. And we're here to talk to you about your abilities on behalf of an organization known as Noxumbra.\"\n\n[center]* * *[/center]", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Prize Fighter Alpha 3

Silver Flame

By XP Author


Bonny shifted her weight just slightly to the right, enough to completely avoid the kick aimed at her head, the wolf's foot passing less than an inch away from her ear. She heard the man growl in anger as he followed up with a straight punch, but she simply turned her body to the side, letting the man's momentum carry him right past her with the sloppy attack. He turned at the koala, baring his teeth at her. "Stop playing around and take this seriously!"

Bonny shrugged, keeping her stance relaxed and casual, and, most notably, keeping her eyes closed. She had kept them closed the whole fight, and the wolf had not managed to lay a single finger on her. "I'll take it seriously when you're a serious threat. Until then, you're my warm-up for the finals." She also hadn't attacked him back, even when he gave her obvious openings. Not attacked physically, at least, as her words seemed to hit a nerve. He suddenly growled and started to swipe at her with his claws. Wide, wild, and sloppy, easily avoided by simply turning slightly while stepping backwards.

Bonny got his anger. This time last year, she probably would have flow off in a rage if someone did this to her. But that was before she had learned some new tricks... tricks that only started after she died and was brought back to life. Sort of. She had definitely died, there was no question there. But her husband, Manny, had brought her body to his... mother... Belle Komori. The genetically altered bat, along with her lab partner and cousin Austin, were something of mad scientists. They had used whatever questionably moral tech they had cooked up to clone her, and pull her memories from her old body and put them into the new one. It was a process they had called their Alpha Project or something like that. They swore they did nothing to modify her in any way, but she still felt... different. It had taken weeks before it didn't feel like she was piloting someone else's body.

The biggest difference showed up a few months later. She and Manny had been on a cruise ship, the first part of their honeymoon, and someone on the crew had recognized her from the fight videos she posted to D-Gen. They had then been very stupid and kidnapped Manny in an attempt to get her to fight. They did not survive that mistake. But her rage had been so great that it literally manifest around her as an aura. Her punch had set the man on fire. Thankfully, Manny was unharmed by the end. And she had a chance encounter with a man who offered to teach her how to control this power. A middle aged cheetah who called himself Master Kirashi, though his real name was Carl Ayers. She turned him down, of course. She was on her honeymoon.

She resisted only 3 weeks before giving in and tracking the man down to accept his training. She was a fighter at heart, after all. She also didn't want to accidentally turn something like this on while she and Manny were having one of their hours-long fuck fests and hurt her beloved goat. So she trained with him to learn to master the ability. That had been almost 5 months ago. She wouldn't say she had mastered it in that time, but enough that the next step of the 'training' was to use it against others. As it just so happened, there was an underground tournament happening in France at the time, in a city named Troyes. Or just outside of it, anyway.

However, it was apparently some big world tournament, and they did not let in just anyone. Carl had apparently won two of these in the past, but even if he vouched for her, she still had to prove herself. She had entered into several underground arena fights throughout Europe. First in Madrid, Spain, then in Berlin, Germany, and finally one in Paris, France. Thankfully, all very good cities to still do honeymoon things with Manny in the mean time. She had promised him, after all, and she would put everything aside for the man, even her career as a fighter. She loved him that much. He had literally brought her back from the dead, after all, and risked a lot to do it by going back to Belle. He did not have the best relationship with his 'mother.' She had learned more of it, and did not like what she heard. Thankful as she was for her chance to stay with him, she hoped she never met the pair of mad scientists again.

Now she was in the big tournament, in the last bout of the semi-finals she would need to win to get into the finals. So far, she had not found much in the way of challenge. The fighters were all good, better than most she had faced, but not amazing. The only challenge so far had been one hyena that had a startlingly fast kick. It took her a little bit to learn how to dodge them, even with her new abilities. But she did eventually win, getting her to tap out from a submission hold. Afterwards, Bonny found out the hyena was another D-Gen member, HighKickKiller. Said it was an honor to get her shit kicked in by Bonny and was generally a good sport about the loss, not having expected to even get into the tournament to begin with.

It was probably a good thing HighKickKiller had fought her and not some of the others, like the wolf currently slashing at her. There was no rule about not killing your opponent, and she had already seen six people end up in a pool of their own blood. The wolf was not trying to just scratch her. If those claws hit, he would probably rip her open. Thankfully, he was sloppy, so that was not going to happen. Even when he tried to mix things up and throw another kick, she saw it coming. That was how her aura worked. She could read their movements before they happened, even with her eyes closed. In fact, that helped to drown out the noise from the crowd, let her focus only on the aura glowing in front of her. The wolf's was boiling with his frustration.

She figured she had played with him enough that the crowd wouldn't turn on her for finishing this up now. When he threw another kick, she stepped to the side again, only this time she struck. Her hand shot out, smacking into his knee hard. There was a crack as she shattered the joint, and he let out a scream of pain, toppling over onto the ground to grasp his knee. "BITCH!" he shouted at her. She stepped forward, then hopped to drop to her own knees, bringing her fist down in a hard blow that connected with the side of his face. It not only smacked into him, but drove his skull against the hard mat under them. His head bounced off of the unyielding surface, his body jerking once, then laying still. His aura faded to a neutral haze around him. He was out cold.

Only when she heard the bell ring did she finally open her eyes again, looking around as the crowd cheered. Though some booed for such a boring finish. Most people were here to see blood and death, after all, and she hadn't killed a single person. She still held her fist up as the announcer started to speak over the loudspeakers. Though she had no idea what he was saying, as it was in French. Then someone else said the same thing in German. Finally, a third spoke in English. "The winner of the 26th Iron Soul semi-finals, by knock out: Carla 'Bonny' Bondale! She will be moving onto the finals to face Gantis 'Silvers' Grask this time tomorrow!"

She stepped out of the arena was the man spoke, a door in the iron fencing around the ring being opened for her by someone on the staff. "Good job today!" The young fox spoke with a thick German accent. "Good fight!" He gave her a thumbs up, and she just nodded at him.

Then a body was suddenly pressed against hers hard, a pair of arms squeezing around her middle. She smiled, putting her arms around Manny. "Hey, lover. I'm fine. Told you I would be." She hooked her thumb over her shoulder, pointing back at the arena where the unconscious wolf was being dragged out of the other side. "He was a push over."

"I know... but I still worry every time you fight..." He squeezed her a little tighter. She smiled at him. He said he hated watching her fight, but she knew some part of him loved watching his girl be so powerful. He was hardly the alpha type, being almost effeminate in his physique, as well as a quiet, meek sort in personality. So he did not have any of the hang-ups some men could about having a girl being stronger than him. Plus, now that she could see auras, she knew that he was turned on by it. Though she already knew that, but it was now a bit more obvious.

She put her arm around his shoulder, holding him up against her. "Alright. I'll go get a shower, then how about we get some dinner and head back to the hotel."

He blushed, nodded. "Sure... though you can skip the shower... You're just going to get all sweaty again..."

She laughed. "True. You're a better work out than most of these mooks." He also giggled, though his blush was still clear through his white fur. He kept his arm around her middle as they walked to the back room to head out of the arena.

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Bonny repeatedly slammed her messy hips down against her husband's hard. Several of his loads were already deep inside of her cunt, much of it drooled out to soak into both his and her fur, and much of the bed under him. Another load had also been left in her ass, leaking out with the rest. She wasn't usually a fan of anal, but he had gone all the way to France with her, and was putting up with her being in the deadly underground tournament, so letting him have some fun with her backside was the least she could do for him. The goat panted and whined, twitching and writhing under her. A pair of cuffs were around his writs and ankles, the chains keeping him tied spread eagle to the bed rattling.

His cock jerked and throbbed painfully inside of her clinging cunt, his heavy balls aching. He had already left several loads, his nuts drained to the point of being nearly empty three orgasms ago. Yet she was working hard to draw another out of him. They had gotten to the point of being painful, the muscles contracting to try and spray semen that wasn't there. But she continued to ride him hard, and he loved it. She was insatiable when she got like this. The painful, dry orgasms still had his cock twitching and pulsing inside of her, and the pained, strained expression he got always set her off. And he loved watching and feeling her cumming so hard on him.

She slammed down against him over and over, close to cumming again already. "C'mon, lover. You've got more in you!"

He shook his head, feeling another one of his own dry, painful orgasms approaching. "I-I... really don't!" He grit his teeth, letting out a loud, strained whine as she didn't let up.

She panted heavily, her small tits bouncing with her movement. "Do it anyway! I know you're close! Do it!" She reached down to grab his shoulders, feeling the pressure building inside of her. "Fuck... I'm gonna cum again... cum with me, lover!" There was no way he could deny that request. He let out a loud cry of pained pleasure as his cock started to pulse and throb, wanting and trying to spray another load, but there was nothing left to give, his balls aching painfully. The koala atop him let out a loud cry of her own, almost screaming as she came. Her inner walls clamped around his aching cock like a vice. Her hands also gripped him just as painfully hard, her knees clamping against the side of his hips. Watching her cumming so hard only made him thrust more, trying his best to keep her orgasm going.

Finally she fell against him, going almost limp as she panted heavily. He smiled, leaning his head over to kiss the side of her muzzle. "Y-you good?"

She nodded. "Yeah... fuck I needed this..." She shifted to nuzzle against his neck, kissing under his chin. "You still okay?" He nodded slowly. She giggled when she felt his cock twitch inside of her a little. "Mmm... still nice and hard..." She pushed herself up a little so she could kiss his lips. He pressed back, but it was only a brief kiss. Then she grabbed a bottle of water from the table beside the bed, bringing it up to his lips. "Here. Easy now. Try not to spill." He gratefully let her pour the water into his very dry mouth. "More?" He nodded, and she gave him another couple of gulps. "There you go." She then downed the rest of the bottle herself. He definitely lost more fluids during their long sessions, but she was doing most of the physical work, bouncing on him like she did. And her cunt had been drooling no small amount the whole time, not to mention how much she had squirted earlier.

She laid down against him again, kissing his neck some more. He smiled, tilting his head up to give her access. She always got like this after fights, more turned on than any other time. There were very few men who could keep up with her nearly insatiable libido when she was like this. But he was very literally designed to be able to keep going long past when he could produce. They were perfect for each other. And even with some of the other changes that had happened after her... resurrection... this part of her wasn't lost. If anything, she had gotten only hornier. And he was happy to give her what she wanted. He loved her more than anything in the world, and she loved him just as much. She had literally killed to defend him not that long ago. He just hoped she would never have to die for him. He had seen her die once. He never wanted to see it again.

She pushed herself up a little, slowly sliding her hips off of his. She let out a moan, and he gave a shuddering whine as his cock was finally allowed free from the tight, warm, messy confines of her pussy. When she finally pulled off, he let out a sigh, his cock throbbing and falling slightly limp against his belly. She laid down beside him, reaching down to gently stroke the length, not to tease him, but to help ease the pain. "You did great, my little man." He nodded slowly. "Rest up a bit. We can keep going once you're recovered."

The goat blushed, but he nodded. "Alright..." He laid his head back, taking several deep breaths. "Just... give me a few minutes..." Another aspect of him being designed was his recovery rate. Not only could he go for so long, but he could produce quickly... when not being constantly drained. His 'mother' had made him to be a personal fuck toy, but hadn't counted on him developing his own personality and running away from the lab he was made in. Thankfully, she seemed to have the barest minimum respect for his autonomy. She had brought his girlfriend back to life, too, so she wasn't a total monster... though he still hoped he never saw the glowing bat or her cousin ever again.

Bonny kissed down to his thin chest. "Need me to loosen the cuffs? Shoulder's not too stiff?"

He shook his head. "N-no... I'm okay..." His shoulders did ache a little bit from being bound the way he was, but it was a good ache. She was also so caring for him after their sessions. He used to wonder if she just loved him for his cock, but when she was like this, kissing him and tending to him like he was the whole of her world, he knew it was more than that. She never wanted to go so far that he was genuinely uncomfortable or in pain he didn't also enjoy. She never hit him, never pushed him to the point he had to use their safe word, and almost never even got mad at him. Her rage was saved for the ring, where she could unleash it into the face of whoever she was fighting. He felt almost blessed that he got to see this softer side of her so often, something she almost never showed to anyone else.

She nodded, still kissing at his chest. "Okay." Her hands gently ran along his sides and shoulders. "Let me know when you're ready for the next round." She let out a soft chuckle as he let out a slight whimper, though his cock twitched in excitement. "Don't worry. My next match isn't until tomorrow afternoon. So we've got all night." He nodded, knowing for a fact that most of that night would be spent with her riding him so hard, he worried they'd break another hotel bed. And despite his whimpers, he was more than eager for it. He just hoped that it wouldn't be the last time, like he did every night before a match. He couldn't bare watching her die in the ring again. He wasn't sure he'd survive seeing such a thing again.

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Bonny stepped to the edge of the ring as the announcer went through his spiel in various languages. She was only half paying attention when it got to English. "Ladies, gentlemen, and everything in between, welcome to the 26th Iron Soul finals! Both of our finalists have fought their way through many opponents to come to this point! Introducing first, the newcommer to our arena! Hailing from America, the woman who has shamed many a fighter with her blind fighting style! Carla 'Bonny' Bondale!" As she stepped through the gate into the ring, the crowd gave two distinct reactions, cheering and booing. Her style of wearing down opponents was not as popular a spectacle as those that went for bloody kills. She was sure many had lost a small fortune betting against her.

"Her opponent is someone many of you know! The winner of last year's Iron Soul! Hailing from Ireland, he is a ruthless fighter who has left many of his opponents learning what their own insides look like! Give it up for the defending champion: Gantis 'Silvers' Grask!" Bonny looked across the ring as a very large dragon with silver scales stepped in. He wore only a pair of shiny black shorts with a red streak on the side, leaving his well muscled chest exposed. He had no wings, but he did have a pair of wicked looking horns atop his head, swept back over his skull before turning up into points that looked like they had been sharpened. The crowd went wild as he held his hands up, mugging for the audience. She smirked, letting him do his showman thing.

When he looked at her, she saw the smile he gave. "Looking forward to seein' how well ya's can dodge me, luv." He spoke with a rather thick Irish accent, almost to the point of parody. She wondered if it was genuine, or if he was putting it on in some effort to mess with her. "Though I'll warn ya. I don't wear out so easily as most'a the lugs ya been fight'n against here. Dragons can go fer a long, long time."

She tilted her head. "Are you trying to taunt me or flirt with me? Because I'm quite happily married if it's the second."

Silvers chuckled. "Well, shame I'm about to make yer man a widower. But don't ya worry none, I'll make sure yer final bout's at least a spectacle to remember ya by. Can't promise yer body will be much use to him, though. Hope ya have a casket with a lid ready."

She gave him a wide smile of her own. "Why? Are you ready to get into it already?" His smile turned to a smirk as he chuckled.

The announcer started up again. "All betting is now closed! The fighters are already exchanging banter! This looks to be a heated match! Competitors, at your ready! Let the 26th Iron Soul finals BEGIN!" With that, a gong echoed around the whole place as the crowd started to cheer even louder. Bonny closed her eyes, focusing her mind and drowning out everything else around her. The dragon's aura shined bright and blue in front of her, like a man made of flames. He didn't immediately come at her, but started to circle around. She raised her hands and did the same. The way he moved, she knew his plan, even without her aura sense. Sure enough, the moment her back was closest to the wall of the cage, he shot forward at her.

She let him get close enough that he was right within striking range, then ducked under his straight punch, turning to avoid the secret cross from his other hand he had hoped to catch her off guard with. It left him open and right in front of her. She raised her own fist, slamming it into his gut... and almost bounced off of him. His scales were tough, and the muscles under them were rock solid. She gracefully slid just out of range as he tried to grab her hair. "It'll take more than those little taps ta knock me off me feet, girly."

"Noted." She slid close again, shifting to spin to the side as he threw a punch at her face, feeling the breeze as it missed by an inch or less. She had to move away when he anticipated this, turning to try and smack her with his thick tail. She manged to avoid it, but it was again by a very close margin. Most people would have tried to chase her, but he just got back into a light stance, not falling for her bait. He was good, she'd give him that. The match went like this for a few minutes. He would launch an attack, she would avoid it, and they'd reset. He was good at tanking most of her punches and kicks as well, though she did manage to get one solid blow in against his gut again, her fist charged with her own aura a little to strike not just at the scales, but the softer tissue under it. Though he still took it quite well, nearly catching her with a knee in retaliation.

He chuckled as he took a step back from her, staying light on his feet. "Ya lasted longer than I thought ya would. I'll give ya that much. But can ya keep it up?"

She could read what he was doing, and played into it. "Yeah..." She took a few deeper breaths as she spoke, as if she was getting tired. "Just getting warmed up." She left him a glaring opening, and this time, he went right for it. He went for a rush attack, charging in and starting to swing and slash. She tilted her head and body from side to side, stepping back and dodging each blow. When a few kicks were thrown into the mix, she played that she was having trouble avoiding them, letting one get so close, the claws on his foot cut a piece of her shirt. It was risky, but he was getting overconfident. And that was something she could easily take advantage of.

Suddenly, his aura vanished, obscured by something... malicious. An aura like one she had never felt before. Her eyes snapped open, drawn to some point in the crowd almost by instinct. She couldn't see the person the aura belonged to, but she knew they were there. It was overpowering every other sense, to the point she could almost taste the malice in it. And the owner of the aura was there for her, the attention directed right at Bonny with such intensity it might set her ablaze. Then, just as quickly, it was gone, vanished into the sea of everyone else. It was like death itself had manifested for a second, than returned to the ether. She tried to scan around, but the sea of auras in the crowd obscured anything else.

She couldn't look for very long as a fist suddenly struck the side of her head, sending her staggering to the side, only for a knee to come up and slam into her belly, halting her momentum in an instant and knocking the breath out of her lungs. Before she could recover, another fist came up, catching under her chin in an uppercut that sent her airborne. For a brief second, gravity had no claim on her, but reestablished it quickly enough as she crashed back to the arena floor. On pure instinct, she rolled to the side, avoiding a stomp that would have popped her skull like a grape. She coughed as she pushed herself up to her knees, tasting blood in her mouth.

Silvers chuckled. "Guess ya can't keep that dodging up forever, eh?"

She spat a gob of blood out of her mouth, then wiped her lips. "Sorry. Got distracted for a second." She pushed herself back to her feet, suppressing a wince as something twinged in her chest. A familiar pain. That knee had broken at two ribs, maybe three.

He scoffed. "Distracted? Somethin' more interestin' than me?" He slapped his own chest. "Or were ya look'n for yer man out there?"

She shook her head. "Nah. I know right where he is. Front row seat to the beating you're about to get." She took a deep breath, ignoring the pain in her chest as she fell into a deep stance, focusing herself. She had only done this in training, but now seemed like a time as any to give it a shot in a real bout.

He shook his head. "My beating? I think ya got that backwards, luv. But c'mon. Let's give 'em a show!" He was already moving by the last few words, charging at her for another rushing beatdown. She continued to focus, pulling her aura inward, and forcing it to circle through her body. The air around her seemed to shimmer for a moment, like she was putting off enough heat to warp the light slightly. She looked up at him as his fist shot out at her, but it was like it was moving in slow motion. She had all the time in the world to simply tilt herself to the side to avoid it. His tail was already moving to try and catch her, but she lashed out with her own attack instead. Her fist struck his side, pulling back again just as quickly. He was only just reacting to the blow when she was rolling over to his other side to land another pair of punches into his ribs. When he tried to follow, she slid the other direction again, moving around behind him to slam her shin against his back just above the base of his tail.

The dragon grunted as the koala was suddenly a blur of movement, dashing around him and hitting with attacks so fast, he could barely register one before another was hitting him. He stumbled one way, then the other, tilting forward, only to be knocked back again. He tried to swing to catch her, but a fist struck under his elbow, then another to his armpit. A kick struck his chest, and it was his turn to get the wind knocked from his lungs. He grit his teeth and spun in place, whipping his tail around in a wide attack, not aimed at any one place to drive her back and give him a moment to breathe. "Where the fuck did this come from!?"

"You wouldn't believe me." He gasped as she was at his side in another instant, grunting as her fist was jammed into his kidney. He swiped his claw down at her, but she was gone again, literally rolling her back over his. She raised one leg during the roll and brought around, the momentum making it plant into his chest hard enough that he was pushed back a step. He tried to grab her, but she slid back out of his reach again. When he looked up, he saw her standing like she hadn't moved. But her eyes burned at him with a fury that looked barely contained. He didn't feel fear very often, but something in that look sent a shiver through him.

He pushed the fear aside, gritting his teeth. He charged at her again, but shifted mid-step and pivoted the other way, throwing his tail out in a wide swing aimed at her middle. She suddenly hopped into the air, planting a foot on his tail and using it as a springboard to get even more air. She spun her whole body around twice before bringing her leg out again. Her foot connected with the side of his head hard. But she wasn't content with just knocking him down, she shoved down as she came back to the ground, using her foot to drive his head straight into the arena floor. His skull bounced off of the unyielding floor with a crack, his whole body slamming down with him, only to bounce off and roll away. A bloody splatter remained where his face had struck, and more blood drooled out of his mouth and nose.

The arena was silent for a few seconds as everyone was in shock at the display. But Silvers didn't get up, his body laying limp on his side. After another second, the crowd burst into cheers as the announcer chimed up. "WE HAVE OUR WINNER! By knock out... or kill, I can't tell from here, but Gantis 'Silvers' Grask is down and not getting back up! The winner of the 26th Iron Soul is Carla 'Bonny' Bondale!" The crowed went ballistic with cheers and jeers. Several bottles of beer were thrown at the cage, most bouncing off harmlessly, a few shattering and spraying beer and glass at the edges. Other things were thrown, as well. Money, keys, and a few pairs of panties.

Bonny didn't see or hear any of it. She was still staring intently at the dragon. It wasn't until one of the staff stepped into the arena and within her field of view that she snapped out of her fixation. She blinked several times, looking around almost in a daze. "I... won?"

The staffer nodded. "You did." He knelt down and put a hand to Silver's neck. "Alive, but definitely out. Good work. Go... um... oh." She was already walking away, still looking like she was in a trance. Shaking his head, the staffer called out for someone to bring a stretcher for the dragon to get him carted away.

Bonny almost stumbled down the stairs, only to be halted as a body suddenly pressed against her, hugging her. She blinked several times, only registering that the person was speaking, but not hearing the words. "...nny? Are y... kay?"

She squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head. "Huh?" She blinked several more times, finally coming back to herself. She looked down at Manny, the goat still clinging to her middle. Though he was giving her a worried expression. "Um... s-sorry. I'm... I'm okay..."

He nodded slowly. "Are... you sure? Maybe you got a concussion." He slipped away, only to grab her hand and lace his fingers with hers. "C'mon. Let's have a doctor look at-"

"NO! No..." She shook her head, but did still squeeze his hand reassuringly. "Sorry. No, docs. I just... need to sit down... Get me to the lockers." He nodded slowly, leading her down the short walk way to the small room she could get changed in. She stepped inside and was grateful that the noise from the crowd was significantly dulled in here. When she saw the door closing, Manny on the other side of it, she called out. "Get your snowy butt in here, goat!"

He let out a squeak, but happily stepped in, closing the door behind him. "You sure? You... don't always like me in the locker with you after a fight..." She usually still had quite a bit of pent up aggression after a fight, and the last thing she ever wanted to do was take it out on him. Plus, she was usually pretty banged up, and he didn't like seeing her with fresh wounds.

She nodded, taking a seat on a bench. "I'm sure." She pat the bench for him to join her. When he did, she threw her arm around him and pulled him close into a hug, though she did wince as the pain in her ribs hit her again. "Mph... might have to go easy on you for a few days. Definitely broke a few ribs again." He whimpered slightly. "Don't worry, I'll still be riding you raw later." He whimpered again, but his little tail twitched happily.

He looked up at her as she let out a tired sigh. "Are... you sure you're okay?"

She nodded. "Yeah. I... had to use more of myself in that little speed trick than I thought I would. Just... suddenly very tired, that's all." There was also that... dark aura she felt during the fight. That was lingering in her mind, but she didn't mention it, not want to make him worry even more.

Manny nodded back. "Okay. Well... you go get a shower, and I'll take you out to dinner later." She gave him a look. "What? We are still out on our honeymoon. And you just won a whole bunch of money, right?"

She chuckled, smirking a little. "So I'm taking us out to dinner, then?"

He scoffed. "Hey. You're the breadwinner in this relationship, remember? But I'll pick somewhere nice. I promise. I've been looking up some nice places. But you go get yourself cleaned up first. I don't think they'll want you coming in smelling like a gym bag."

She laughed. "Oh, I thought you liked that?"

He blushed."I-I mean... I do, but... j-just go get cleaned up!"

She laughed as she stood up, messing his hair a little with a hand. "I must have really worried you for you to be so bossy." He let out a huff, but did nod. "Alright." She stripped herself of her fighting clothes, not doing anything to put on a show for her singular audience, but not minding him watching, either. Though as she stepped to the showers, she did call out. "Hey... I'm still a bit worn out, so... I might need a hand. If you'd like to join me." Manny smiled, quickly undressing himself to join her in the shower.

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Bonny shifted uncomfortably in her chair again. "I still feel really silly..."

Manny let out a soft chuckle. "Well, I still think you look really great." The goat was dressed in a brand new suit, complete with black tie. It fit his small frame very well, though didn't do much to make his effeminate looks any more masculine.

She frowned. "I still don't know how you convinced me to put this thing on..." She was also wearing something much fancier than she ever did. Manny had at some point gone off shopping while they were in town. When they got back to the hotel, he surprised her with this fancy black dress. It was a simple, but elegant design, with thin straps that left her muscular shoulders and arms bare, the skirt part hanging down longer on the left side. "I feel like a child wearing their parent's clothes..." She never wore fancy clothing, especially dresses. Even for their wedding, she had chosen to wear a white tux instead of a traditional wedding dress, and that had almost been too much for her.

He couldn't help but laugh a little more. "You did it because you love me and I asked nicely."

"And you're very lucky that I love you. I would have torn this thing in half, otherwise..." She shifted the strap at her shoulder yet again. Though it was fitted to her proportions almost exactly. "How did you even get my measurements so exact without me noticing?"

He pursed his lips for a moment, a blush coming to his cheeks. "Um... W-would you believe that I'm just... that good?"

She stared at him for a moment. "You measured me while I was asleep after one of our sessions." It wasn't a question, but a statement, said with a flat tone.

"I measured you while you were asleep, yes. You do sleep pretty deep after... uh..." He blushed even more. "After that kind of workout."

The buff koala let out another sigh. "It's what I get for not leaving you chained up." He let out a soft giggle. "You're lucky I like cuddling with you so much." The restaurant he had dragged her to was also several tiers more fancy than anything she was used to. "This has been nice, but... I think I'm ready to leave..." They had finished their dinner, such as it was.

He frowned a little. "Aww... I'm not sure I'm ready for tonight to end, though..."

"Who said anything about tonight ending?" She gave him a smile. "I just meant we can leave this place. We can still walk around the city for a bit." Her smile turned into a smirk. "I'll even keep this silly dress on." Thankfully, the shoes he got for her, while fancy, weren't high heels. Though she would still prefer her boots or sneakers. She almost envied him, with his hooves, he never needed shoes.

After paying for the meal, the two left, hand-in-hand, and started to walk down the streets. With Paris being so close by, the city of Troyes was not a typical tourist destination. Though there were still some nice places to go. The Cathédrale Saint-Pierre-et-Saint-Paul was definitely an impressive building, and there were several other such impressive places older than the home country of the two visitors. Though it was a bit too late in the day for them to go on any tours, so they mostly just walked around wherever they wanted. Eventually, they ended up outside of some old mansion at the edge of the city. It had apparently been home to nobles way back when. Bonny tilted her head a little as she stared at the massive building. "I don't think I could ever live in a place this big."

Manny giggled. "I bet you could if it had a gym and fighting area build into it."

She nodded. "Yeah, that's fair."

"The back gardens were where duels would be held." The two turned as a woman with a French accent spoke. The owner was a short rat with jet black fur, silver hair, and blood red eyes. She wore a pair of dark blue slacks and matching shirt that didn't quite seem to fit her almost gaunt frame. "At least they used to back in the day. I doubt anyone would be drawing swords these days."

Bonny was instantly on edge the moment she looked at the woman. She grabbed Manny and shoved him behind her, standing in front of him protectively. He tensed up at her sudden defensive move, but knew better than to question it. "You were at the tournament..."

The rat nodded. "Oui! Saw your fight with that dragon. Pretty impressive. You move pretty quick." She turned to give Bonny a big, almost sadistic grin. Suddenly the koala gasped, taking a step back. The dark aura was there again, overwhelming everything. This woman was the source, and being right next to it almost knocked Bonny off of her feet. Looking at her was like staring into a black hole. A black hole made of anger, malicious intent, and death itself.

Manny had to put his hands on Bonny's shoulders as it looked like his wife was about to pass out. "B-Bonny?"

"Alright, that's enough. Stop messing with her." Another man spoke, his accent American, distinctly Alta Ferronian. The owner was an incredibly tall, but equally skinny man with ears so long they hung down almost to the small of his back, which was impressive considering he was nearly 7 feet tall. He was dressed in a plain white button down shirt with no tie, and tan slacks, the whole thing covered by a long brown coat. A wide-brimmed fedora the same color as the coat completed the look, giving him almost a stereotypical private detective look.

The rat shrugged. "Just making sure." Bonny let out another gasp as the dark aura was suddenly gone again, leaving her momentarily dazed and leaning against her husband.

Manny frowned at the two. "W-who... who are you? W-what did you do!?"

The tall man sighed, shaking his head. "Sorry about her. She can be a bit incorrigible."

The rat just giggled, though it was a dark and almost threatening sound. "Don't worry. I didn't do anything to hurt your lovely woman." Her smile widened, almost like a predator about to take a bite. "You'd know if I did." Her French accent had also fallen away, replaced by a more generic mid-west American accent.

Bonny grunted, righting herself again, though she still pat Manny's shoulder. "You didn't answer his question. Who the hell are you two? And what the fuck do you want with me?" She frowned. "If you're more people looking to fight, I'm not interested. I'm on vacation."

The rat giggled darkly, but the tall man just let out another sigh, shaking his head. "Again, sorry about her. I'm sure she'd be willing to throw down, but that's not what we're here for." When he pulled his hand out of his pocket, he was wearing a fairly thick leather glove. He held it out. "My name is Victor Takdt, but you can call me Tag. And the dark lady beside me is my partner, Ginny. And we're here to talk to you about your abilities on behalf of an organization known as Noxumbra."

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