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The girl was quite fast and agile, Gerome noticed, but time was against her. She was obviously not used to an extended fight, and she was injured and weary to begin with. She was tiring quickly. She was still going though. She’d sized up the situation quite well and obviously had a plan… or something.
Yes, she was feisty this one. Strong and proud… and a fighter.

-And- He thought watching her dive roll under the giant’s feet making him stumble. She kicked straight up. Not at the champion’s groin but at the inside of his leg, right in the nerve cluster there. The champion stumbled. She came up behind him and twisted his arm, reefing it hard. Then she sent him head first in the stadium with all the force she could muster.

The giant staggered.

The next thing they knew her shirt was off and around his throat and she was twisting it tighter and tighter. She was standing on the back of his knees at the time.

Her right knee buckled. She winced and slipped a little.

The champion sensed weakness and shifted his grip from the shirt around his throat to the wall. He pushed himself upright and grabbed at her right leg.

She knew he was coming but she was slipping and her knee was non- functional. She twisted harder and leaned back, putting more of her weight into choking.

He choked but grabbed her leg as it dropped free and squeezed. She gasped and lost her grip on the shirt.

He threw her bodily but she’d grabbed hold of his ear as he’d thrown her. His ear twisted savagely but she was still thrown. She landed heavily in the arena sand with several shreds of his ear still under her fingernails.

She picked herself up but it was obvious her right leg was out of commission.

Still her purpose had been achieved, grabbing his ear had slowed her fall. It had also wrenched his ear badly.

The champion screamed and bellowed inspite of controls on him.

It was obvious her leg pained her but her face said, ‘Come on. Let’s go!’

Gerome smiled. –It will be a pity when she is eventually tamed.-
Still, he looked forward to owning her.

That action had chewed up at least another 10 minutes or so.

In her current condition it wouldn’t take long now. He was wrong though. It took their champion another quarter of an hour to pin her and she went down fighting all the way.

The champion was covered in cuts, places that would bruise and torn bite marks. There was blood in one of his eyes and he too limped. She hadn’t been playing nice and the champion had had to stun her, too knock the wind out of her to pin her. She was as hard to hold as an eel and as slippery… and she didn’t give up!

Gerome and the other watchers bestirred themselves and blinked, staring astonished at the Match Time display. Just under forty minutes it had taken… forty minutes to pin a dusty, tired, injured, sweaty slip of a girl. That was incredible. Not only had she out lasted every other captive for Match Time but a third of the Members times for First Fight also.
She’d never fought him that hard but then here she’d been fighting for her life. It raised the question, if she could do this in her current tired, injured condition… what would she be capable of at full strength!

Once he owned her, Gerome had every intention of finding out.

Guards hustled down to the stadium and helped the champion to his feet, then chivvied him gently out. It’d been a while since he’d seen such hard use.

More picked the girl up and escorted her exhausted; dirty and disheveled but once she had her breath back, undaunted, up to the dais. She was drooping limply, but he sensed that she was watching everything from those lowered eyes.

She raised her head to glare at him while she was escorted to where he and the other lords were waiting. It was clear in her mind that he was the enemy.

-Oh yes- Gerome thought contentedly –This WILL be fun!-