The sun hung high in the sky, casting its golden rays upon the battleground, where Luna and Asorth faced off in a dance of steel and skill.
The ground beneath them was a mosaic of cracked stones and trodden earth, bearing witness to countless battles waged over the ages. Dust particles shimmered in the air, caught in the sun's embrace, as the two warriors clashed.
Luna, a vision of grace and strength, landed deftly on the uneven terrain. Her attractive dressing, adorned with intricate patterns, danced with each turn and twist of her lithe form.
In her hands, she wielded a magnificent spear, its polished surface reflecting the sunlight like a cascade of stars.
With a fluid motion, she spun the weapon around her back, a mesmerizing display of control, before positioning it skillfully to block Asorth's oncoming attack.
Asorth, no less formidable, emitted a low groan as she poured all her might into her sword, a blade honed through countless battles.
Her eyes blazed with determination as she clashed with Luna's spear, the clash of metal ringing through the battlefield like a thunderous symphony. The ground beneath their feet trembled in response to their fierce engagement.
Luna's lips curled into a knowing smile as she locked eyes with Asorth. "You've gotten quite serious, are you that desperate to battle my son?" She asked, her voice carrying a hint of amusement amidst the clash of weapons.
Asorth's glare intensified, her determination clear. With a sudden burst of strength, she leaped backward, her armored boots skidding against the well-worn earth.
She poised herself, sword at the ready. "Why did you suddenly call off the tournament?... You never do anything without telling me before." Her voice was laced with curiosity and a touch of frustration, echoing in the vast arena that surrounded them.
Luna stood straight, still maintaining the smile on her face, her boobs bouncing as she spun her spear, "You know I can't have my son do that, battle the women of Eldoria, all he needs is their respect, what other way than to defeat the strongest in front of everyone?… He's going to be the chief regardless, it's just better this way".
Asorth's frustration was palpable, a fiery energy that matched the flames dancing along the edge of her blade.
Her voice rang through the arena, echoing her demand, "I see where you're coming from, but why exactly didn't you inform me about it?!" Her anger manifested in the fiery aura that enveloped her weapon as she launched herself forward, determined to find answers.
Luna's laughter, melodious and enigmatic, cut through the tension in the air. "You're just overthinking, that's all~," she replied with a playful smirk.
With a graceful sweep of her gleaming spear, she unleashed a torrent of water, a liquid wave that surged towards Asorth with a fluid grace that belied its destructive potential.
Asorth, undeterred, pressed on, her sword cutting through the oncoming wave like a fiery comet splitting the night sky. Her landing was precise, a testament to her agility and warrior's instincts, as she prepared to resume her charge.
But fate had a different plan. Before Asorth could formulate her next move, a crystalline water arrow, radiant and unforgiving, locked onto her with unerring precision.
The arrow struck her with force, sending her hurtling through the air, her body skimming across the rugged terrain.
She landed several feet away, a whirlwind of dust and determination, her eyes narrowing in acknowledgment of Luna's prowess.
As quickly as her body landed on the ground, Asorth rose back, doing a flip before her two feet touched the ground.
Her arm was coped under her boobs that were now exposed from her ripped clothes, caused after the was hit with the water attack.
Her thighs were exposed too, the ripped fabric still sticking on her skin but leaving just enough to leave her vagina and nipples covered.
"Oh my… are you going nude center stage?~" Luna asked teasingly, her palm placed in front of her mouth.
"Hpmh,... I have nothing to be ashamed of, I stand before my people, besides, clothes only get in the way." Asorth responded, slowly, she began to lower her arm from her boobs.
Although her face was beet red with embarrassment, she still acted, her thighs twitching together as she could feel the gaze of everyone on her.
The whispers in the audience grew louder and Arthur, who was watching, couldn't help but glare at Asorth's impressive physique a little.
"Ehhhhh? You've actually improved… should I say this is the work of my son at play?" Luna asked teasingly.
"I'll let my blade do the talking." Asorth responded, her whole body now glowing with flames, extending to her sword and even scorching the ground.
Luna smiled, the blade on her sper scraping the ground as she walked towards Asorth, without so much as uttering a sound, she launched herself forward, her spear positioned to strike.
Asorth immediately did the same, charging forward with everything she's got and before anyone could read their movement, both of them collided.
A huge boom echoed, causing the ground to implode with dust covering in on their position, leaving the onlookers on the edge of their seats, wondering who was going to step out of the debris.
Arthur stared at the dust for a while, and he was immediately able to tell what had happened.
A smile formed on his face as he spoke in his mind, 'So that's how it is… both silly and stupid but I guess in a way she was trying to help me'.
"Master, is something wrong?" Sina asked, looking at Arthur's face from the side where she stood to see the smile on his face.
"Nothing… the fight has been concluded, I guess this is where I come in." Arthur responded.
Once the dust settled, it revealed Luna, her arms raised to the hair, her spear on the ground and right in front of her, was Asorth, the tip of her sword, positioned at Luna's neck.
"You got me… I concede." Luna spoke with a faint smile, her eyes though, were glowing with life.
Asorth sighed, "I don't know what you are doing, but I can tell it's for Arthur's sake." She slowly pulled her sword away.
"Well, I am a mother after all." Luna spoke, her words hung in the air, her gaze momentarily shifting from Asorth to a distant figure. Arthur, perched upon the highest seat of honor, watched the duel with a mix of pride and anticipation. His hands came together in applause, acknowledging the fierce display before him.
"Darling!" Luna's voice rang out, a maternal call that carried across the arena, reaching Asorth's ears. With a quick stride, Luna reached Asorth's side, her demeanor shifting from that of a warrior to a caring mother.
She leaned closer to Asorth, her words a soft, whispered plea, "Be careful with my boy, okay?" Her maternal concern evident even amidst the battle's intensity.
With those words of caution, Luna sprinted away, her armor-clad form swiftly disappearing into the distance as she made her way toward Arthur, the center of her universe.
The crowd, once caught in the electrifying spectacle of combat, gradually transitioned from cheers to applause. A chant, rhythmic and spirited, rose from the stands, echoing Asorth's name over and over.