Get a grip- Agatha vs Cassandra!

[SubtleRoar]

"Nnhh...w...won...derful..." *The amount of anguish she had absorbed throughout the extent of the brawl was enough to keep Agatha grounded, yet it did nothing to dampen her sense of camaraderie with the meek Cassandra. After being thoroughly examined for any extensive wounds she had sustained, the medical crew greenlit their departure from the arena, The Warlordess crawled forward, reaching outward to caress the side of Cass's cheek.*

"Th...think you can stand?" *She timidly inquired, body ubiquitously aching as Agatha continued to persevere through the unfathomable misery she had inflicted upon her. Despite what her body was telling her however, she refused to remain sedentary, ascending up the ropes before returning to her quaking boots for support.*

[Aeri]

“.. I.. want some.. water, please..”

*She asked the medical staff. Being made to sit up, her head propped against an assistants hands, she’d take the bottle and take a long gulp, drinking approximately a quarter. She’d smack her lips softly, before rolling the bottle over to Agatha a bit timidly..

“H-here..”

When asked the question by the now standing Agatha, Cassie’s shake her head a bit. She’d rub her eyes.. before softly exhaling.. and laying back against the ground, caressing her stomach again. She would definitely need some ice for that-

“I.. I think I’d fall.. s-sorry..”

[SubtleRoar]

*Barely content with how her posture appeared, Agatha stretched downward and clasped either side of the container, deciding to pop the bottle open and splash it across her face as a means of refreshing herself before chugging the rest in one, swift gulp.* "Aaahhaa~" *The minuscule boost of energy was enough to replenish a sliver of her enthusiasm, encouraging her to shamble over and gingerly scoop Cass into her arms.*

"T..then..I..I'll assist you~" *She chuckled, trying to mask the debilitating pain while hearing the audience respond with a chant of* "Both of you! Both of you!" *Signifying how impressed they were by the outstanding showcase of talent they had observed. Through the slit between the top and center rope, the shuffling swordmaiden descended down the staircase, marching up the ramp and eventually disappearing from sight, another friend richer.*

[Aeri]

“.. alright.. I think I’m just.. going.. to..”

Having been scooped up by Agatha, she’d close her eyes. Feeling secure enough in the taller woman’s arms to simply pass out from her exhaustion. The crowd roared for them both, but she was deaf to their shouts, only hearing her own soft breathing and the feel of Agathas rushed heartbeat against her own frame as she was carried out of the ring, leaving the arena free.

THE END

RESULT: DRAW