Eira Look into my eyes, it's where my Demons hide...

As she heard their voice yowling, assumedly in pain, Eira felt adranaline and pride rushing through her vains, and so she struggled to bite down harder and stay there. Their claws dug into already bleeding wounds in her sides as they tried to rip her off but even then, Eira struggled to stay clinging on with fangs and rubbery claws alike.

She heard her blood rushing into her ears and even despite everything, she was beginning to feel lightheaded... not that she'd show it, however. But it seemed no matter what she did, it still affected her fighting prowess. Despite her efforts, she was soon flung off, and tumbled to a halt mere feet away, taking a few seconds to lie there wheezing before she flung up her head. She glared at her opponent with a single, very angry, eye.

Eira vs Imperia
Round: 8/10
Attack: stay clinging on!
Defense: none
Injuries: Missing eye, scratched back, singed fur, bitten chest.

"Listen to me."

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@Imperia

Imperia They'll call our crimes a work of art

Imperia's motions began to grow more panicky the longer the otter managed to stay on. She let out a sigh of relief as she finally got them off. She sat there for a moment, trying to calm her racing heart. Blood had started to drip down from her neck. The bite wasn't too deep, thankfully, but it still bled. She glanced up and saw the other glaring right at her with their one eye. She scowled.

Imperia knew the battle was nearly over. It had to be! Both of them were absolutely covered in scratches and bite marks. But for as long as this battle lasted, she would fight with everything she had. For now, it seemed like getting too close to them would be a very bad idea. So she would try attacking them from a distance...And she had just the spell that would work.

She slowly walked a bit closer, just close enough that, if it worked, the otter would be able to feel the heat. Much to the caracal's relief, the spell did work. She took a deep breath and then let the heat out, letting it wash over the otter that lay before her.


Round: 8/10
Attack: burn them!
Defense: none
Injuries: burns, scratches, bitten nose, chest, and belly

"Listen to me."

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@Eira

Eira Look into my eyes, it's where my Demons hide...

Eira slowly raised himself onto all four paws, and as he did so, he made eye contact with the caracal, who seemed to be coming towards him as well. There was purpose in their eyes; what were they about to do? Eira hovered opposite them, her head lowered and her paws taking tiny steps. They were close... But not quite close enough to bite. A few paces, and he'd be able to leap on them again...

Out of nowhere, Eira's fur began to heat up. he began to look around in confusion, before heat became a burning pain. so That's what they're up to!

In automatic reaction, Eira's body writhed and recoiled, before she threw herself forward and hopefully, away from the heat. If she was underneath them, they'd only be able to burn themselves!

Eira vs Imperia
Round: 9/10
Attack: none
Defense: avoid the heat!
Injuries: Missing eye, scratched back, singed fur, bitten chest.

"Listen to me."

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@Imperia

Imperia They'll call our crimes a work of art

Imperia managed to burn the otter for at least a little bit before he moved out of the way. At first, she had lost sight of him. That was, until she realized they were underneath her. His fur was burning, which caused her fur to begin to burn. She yowled and quickly walked backward and away from the hot fur.

She scowled at him again, claws digging into the ground. Imperia could feel herself growing tired of this battle, but it certainly wasn't over yet! She watched for a moment more, before deciding to just do what she had been doing earlier. That had worked pretty well, after all. So she crouched down, and with her eyes narrowed, she leaped.

Round: 9/10
Attack: scratch him!
Defense: none
Injuries: burns, scratches, bitten nose, chest, and belly

"Listen to me."

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@Eira

Eira Look into my eyes, it's where my Demons hide...

He felt the caracal had leaped off of her, and felt for that moment that he was in the clear. The otter swung his head around again, making sure they could be kept in his sights. and as soon as he saw them, they were taking off again. They were heading straight for him. Eira felt that this was his last stand, the one chance he had left to end this, once and for all. The one thing he didn't want was to be squashed or torn to shreds...

One chance...

Eira bunched up every last muscle in his body, whether it ached or not, and this time, he went right for their face, like he had in the very beginning. His paws were outstretched and fangs bared, as this time he went over their claws and straight for the eyes.

Eira vs Imperia
Round: 10/10
Attack: go for Imperia's eyes!
Defense: none
Injuries: Missing eye, scratched back, singed fur, bitten chest.

"Listen to me."

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@Imperia

Imperia They'll call our crimes a work of art

As she leaped, Imperia realized near immediately that this would not be like the other times. The otter has jumped as well, and seemed to be headed straight for her eyes. Imperia did not like that one bit, not at all. Before she knew it, the otter had jumped up onto her. She quickly skidded to a stop, paws scrambling along the floor as she tried to stop her momentum. When she came to a stop, she immediately began to try and get him off. She could feel claws scratching at one of her eyes, likely to leave a mark. She shook her head in an attempt to get the otter off.


Round: 10/10
Attack: none
Defense: get him off!
Injuries: burns, scratches, bitten nose, chest, and belly

"Listen to me."

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@Eira

Character: @Eira Age: +7 (7 Cycle) Magic Level: +3 (Brawler) ROUND 1 Attempt: +20 Penalties: -# ROUND 2 Attempt: +9 Penalties: -# ROUND 3 Attempt: +9 Penalties: -# ROUND 4 Attempt: +2 Penalties: -# ROUND 5 Attempt: +10 Penalties: -# ROUND 6 Attempt: +18 Penalties: -# ROUND 7 Attempt: +19 Penalties: -# ROUND 8 Attempt: +5 Penalties: -# ROUND 9 Attempt: +14 Penalties: -# ROUND 10 Attempt: +10 Penalties: -# Total: 126

Character: @Imperia Age: +4 (4 Cycle) Magic Level: +3 (Brawler) ROUND 1 Attempt: +15 Penalties: -# ROUND 2 Attempt: +17 Penalties: -# ROUND 3 Attempt: +8 Penalties: -# ROUND 4 Attempt: +7 Penalties: -# ROUND 5 Attempt: +10 Penalties: -# ROUND 6 Attempt: +5 Penalties: -# ROUND 7 Attempt: +18 Penalties: -# ROUND 8 Attempt: +11 Penalties: -# ROUND 9 Attempt: +6 Penalties: -# ROUND 10 Attempt: +20 Penalties: -# Total: 124

WINNER: Eira

Eira Look into my eyes, it's where my Demons hide...

Eira clung for as long as he could, but pretty soon, he was thrown off. Skidding to a halt some feet away, he came to a halt against a small outcropping of rock. Panting gently, he slowly raised himself up onto his paws, staring them down, lip lifted in a snarl of triumph nontheless.

His heart was pounding, his wounds stung, and her muscles ached, but even so, he was soon stumbling to his paws, struggling to keep his long body simply crumpling to the ground. "There. You've had your fun, demon." he pulled back his lips and bared bloodied fangs at them.

"Aren't you happy for me?"

It was unclear whether he was trying to drive the caracal away or rile them up further but either way, pain and adrenaline was doing something to the otter's head at this moment.

"Listen to me."

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@Imperia

Imperia They'll call our crimes a work of art

Imperia glared at the otter as he came across the rock. She smirked slightly as he struggled to get up. Now that her adrenaline was gone, her wounds were really starting to get to her. Her paws ached from overuse of her spell, she had multiple scratches, there was dried blood around her nose, chest, and belly. She showed no sign that her injuries were getting to her, however. She was injured, more than usual. This otter had put up quite a fight.

Imperia could feel a small bit of respect for this one. He had put up a good fight, and may have even won. She couldn't tell, both were badly injured. She stared coldly as the otter spoke. There was that word again. Demon. Imperia had to admit it had a nice ring to it. Demon... She grinned. "I must admit, you put up quite a fight. You might have even won!" she cackled.

Part of her wanted to leave now. She was going to have to nurse her wounds for a while. No battles until they were mostly healed. The thought angered her, but she pushed it away. He had put up a good fight, which is what Imperia wanted. All of the other battles-aside from one-had been too easy. But another part of her told her to stay. So she did, sitting, watching the other with narrowed eyes. After some time, a thought floated to her mind.

"What's your name?"

"Listen to me."

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@Eira

Eira Look into my eyes, it's where my Demons hide...

Eira met the eyes of the stranger with his one eye. Slowly he ruffled his whiskers and allowed himself to sit, carefully eyeing their claws and fangs and the look in their eyes for any sign that they wanted to finish this in the worst way. "I don't think that's a question," he replied, stoic and blunt as ever. Forcing the weariness from his muscles, he raised his head high.

The caracal towered over him even as she did so, and as a result he felt his chest swell with sheer pride. Even as he did so however, he kept his gaze focused. His small ears picked up their voice once more, and he wrinkled his nose slightly, considering for a while exactly what to say.

"Eira. My name is Eira." The otter bowed his head slightly, though he kept his red gaze focused. "And who are you?"

"Listen to me."

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@Imperia