The Last Primal

Lord Bart roared with a newfound vigor as his attack sailed across the meager distance between him and the skimpily dressed blonde amazon. The blade of his sabre flew so swiftly that a bluish arc of residual energy mixed together with a series of hazy afterimages was left behind in its wake, creating the illusion of an ethereal flag, or maybe even a tattered cape!

Lord Bart's sabre quickly fell over the amazon, which while being enhanced by all that Wind Essence together with the excess energy poured into it, he encompassed his weapon with it and then unleashed several techniques, repeated quick strikes at the same time!

*CLASH!* *CLASH!* *CLASH!* *CLASH!* 

Each strike was met with the same annoying result. Each time whilst carrying even more of his own strength, far surpassing anything present on the battlefield, shockingly this amazon still managed to react in time and even raise her massive weapon to block each attack.

However, unlike before, her expression showed the strains of struggle. The blows weren't fruitless, each strike unleashed all that momentum, all the carried energy in a violent explosive manner, releasing small shock waves to their surroundings. The air grew hot and blurry with all the feverish assault that was going on.

Yet, despite the struggle she was clearly showing, the growing grin underneath it all did not fade even for a second. No, instead each time she felt the numbing pain course through her arms, reaching all parts and edges of her body, Naybeah felt a sensation that she could rarely experience!

This was the true height of the sensation. The peak of the battle. The crescendo of this beautifully grotesque song!

Naybeah was exhilarated as she poured more of her own strength into her arms as she withstood the vicious barrage from her opponent.

Similar to Naybeah, Lord Bart also slowly began to lose all sense of his earlier acting and was slowly descending to enjoying all the emotions, these incredible sensations that overwhelmed the decade-long numbness of his heart and soul. This feeling, this zeal… this struggle they both were clearly experiencing as they continued to clash against one another only to come out with the same draw each and every time.

On one side, he was internally shocked to find a seemingly random commoner, a 'filthy commoner' that for some inexplicable reason could match him in every aspect! This thought slightly aggrieved and also angered him, his pride as a noble. No, as an heir of one of the Great Noble houses, he should be standing high above on a glorified pedestal, looking down at the rest of the world. He should be privileged, it was his birthright! 

How could a wretched peasant, -a barbarian at that-, then dare to stand up against this belief?!

Yet, at the same time, he was feeling a strange joy, an unknown source of excitement that slowly but surely, gobbled up all that negative emotion lording over her delusional heart and mind, and leave behind nothing but this primordial happiness, this joy for battle!

*CLASH!* *CLASH!* *CLASH!* *CLASH!* 

Lord Bart kept on unleashing his attacks with no rest in sight. Swinging wildly, with a speed that made most of the slowly gathering crowd of mercenaries, adventurers, and his own surviving, but unfortunately defeated retainers, unable to follow with their eyes and could only react to the miniature sonic explosions they heard after each swing.

Still, despite all that, Naybeah reacted with the same supernatural agility and dexterousness. The crimson hue, that now felt as if it was a coat of ethereal armor covering her body, enhanced her body by a tremendous amount.

But Lord Bart didn't let her go! She used her legs and her incredible strength to keep him down as she bathed him in constant blows, forming storms of winds that only made her deadly onslaught even deadlier! It seemed as if he had no end to his punishment against the monstrous blonde amazon, his attacks were mesmerizingly ruthless!

Although it looked as if he was overwhelming her, he couldn't cut off her pace or he would give him the chance to retaliate, something he didn't want to!

As the onslaught kept on going, Naybeah slowly found herself in a rather unfavorable position. She was left in a passive state as this annoying man dominated her, his blade of strength wouldn't stop at any second, and she couldn't find any way to continue fighting, she lacked enough techniques to find a way to retaliate, she was an amazon, a martial artist that relied on her overwhelming strength alone… 

Well, and her willpower, her own selfish desires…

"Suddenly the image of her beloved mate, Aiden's gentle smile appeared in her mind. That stupidly handsome face, and bewitching, charming smile that he so casually threw around. How could he not understand what a powerful weapon it truly was!

She could see the joy, the happiness as it shined in his exotic, golden eyes as they gazed at her…

She knew she cannot falter, she cannot show a pathetic display for her beloved!

"AAAAAAARGH!!!!"

Suddenly fueled by willpower alone, Naybeah rushed towards Lord Bart and pushed him down, taking all his zealous, swift attacks and simply unleashing everything she had against him!

"Huh?"

Lord Bart muttered these words as he looked at the woman as she suddenly stood up out of nowhere! Her fists suddenly began to be encompassed by the power of his crimson aura, as they moved incredibly quickly, releasing consecutive punches against his chest!

"Aaaauuuggggh…!"

*BOOM!* *BOOM!* *BOOM!* *BOOM!* 

Each fist was like a massive iron hammer crushing over Lord Bart's entire body, grinding his bones to dust. What was even worse, however, was that they were many, consecutively clashing over him! Everyone else on the battlefield that was to receive this much damage would simply explode into pieces and die a most horrible death!

Yet, as the crowd looked at Lord Bart, they were shocked!

Somehow… against everything… Lord Bart had the same, matching, borderline crazed-looking smile stretching across his face!

He was smiling?!

"Ahahahahaha! That's it! Unleash everything… Shower me with your passion woman!" He began to laugh maniacally as the smile emerged on his lips, his entire body was being shrouded in enormously deathly attacks, the last remnants of his armor were twisting around and about to crack, but his muscles alone were standing up against the hits! 

"What is going on? Did he go crazy all of a sudden?" Someone, a Silver Wolf mercenary asked out, confused by the strange display.

Whilst most of the onlookers were shocked to witness the crazed response, and manic cackle from the previously haughty and arrogant noble young lord, their retainers knowingly smirked, as they all collectively nodded at each other and took a step back decisively whilst also raising their bound arms defensively against their bodies!

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