Symphony of the Knight: Mercedes Chauvet VS Esmera Vallacoste

[Dokki]

Mercedes watched carefully as her foe slowly approached her. The blond showed little concern for her own well-being as she strode confidently within striking distance of the wounded Knight. Mercedes stopped her wild slashing and began launching a series of well-aimed jabs and thrusts at her opponent. Despite her well placed strikes that would have surely skewered any normal combatant several times over, the luminous woman dodged every thrust, her body contorting like a dancer as she weaved from side to side.

Mercedes would follow after her opponent as she managed to drive her opponent backwards with her furious flurry. After numerous jabs, the adventurer felt her arm become tired from the repetitive strikes and had still failed to even scratch the agile opponent. The Knights breaths became rapid and haggard and soon her strikes became slower and slower.

It was clear that Mercedes was out of her league but still she persisted in her slackening attack. If she could strike down this monster, Mercedes thought, then there would be nothing in the world that could stand in her way!

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Weaving in and out, Esmera's curves were near enough on show as her form bent wherever it needed to bend. At brief moments, Mercedes would appear to be within inches of slicing at the girl. The next, she'd be missing by a country mile. All of this was not by accident of course, for whilst the thrashing and slashing that occurred perhaps in but a few seconds to Mercedes, felt like an eternity to Esmera given her reflexes and general abilities. After but a few moments more, when it became apparent that dodging the girl required little on her part, Esmera would duck under a particularly high slash; almost limbo-ing under it, before pivoting on her hips to stand next to the girl.

Having purposefully swung to the side that Mercedes had the sword equipped, Esmera would raise the nearest hand to the girl, with but two fingers extended. Latching them onto the fabric that composed of the swords grip and hilt, those two fingers would clamp down rather firmly indeed; pinching the hilt, as she inspected it thoroughly. The other hand lazily to her hip, Esmera even now found no issue in pushing out her frame; those curvaceous hips and large breasts practically exemplified as she stood near enough hand in hand with the woman hunting her.

"My my...Silver? You do come prepared don't you..." That smug grin of the blonde vampires hovering but half a metre or so from Mercedes' own face, as the cockiness of the vampiress had reached such a level that she had no issue effectively confirming her weakness!

[Dokki]

The Knight’s shoulder began to burn and her sword arm felt heavy as she continued to swing her blade at her target. Suddenly her blond opponent bent backwards allowing Mercedes blade to pass over her harmlessly. Although the Knight was becoming weary and her attacks were beginning to slow it was unbelievable that anyone could dodge an attack in such an agile way while still maintaining their balance!

The frightening blond reappeared face to face with Mercedes. The adventurer let out a gasp and her eyes went wide. She would attempt to pull back her sword but felt her arm tug and found her opponent holding the hilt with only two fingers! The beautiful and terrifying woman would thrust her marvelous assets forward into the armor clad knight causing Mercedes to lean back.

The woman would easily manipulate Mercedes arm, twisting it about as she examined the knight’s sword. All the while Mercedes would be trying to resist and pull her weapon free of the woman’s monstrous two finger grip with little success. The blond would comment on the material in which the adventurer’s weapon was made and complimented her preparedness.

The beautiful monster leaned her face closer— a smug smile stretched across her face. Mercedes could feel and smell the woman’s breath, both of which were oddly intoxicating. The undeniably frightened knight felt her heart pounding and her body begin to feel weightless as she stared back at her opponent. “R-release me.” She would muster the strength to say. She meant to say it with a commanding voice but it came out like a child’s begging.

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Curves on show and practically in the face of the Knight, Esmera continued to inspect the craftsmanship of the blade, seemingly not hindered at all by the fact Mercedes was pulling near enough with every bit of strength she could muster in order to free the hilt from Esmera's clutches. Likely even more so, given the vampiress had effectively confirmed it capable of ending her.

"My my indeed...such fine craftsmanship..." Pulling the blade a little higher, having it stab the sky as she looked close upon the hilt, still gripped by not only her own two fingers but nearly the entirety of Mercede's grip, the blonde leaned in closer. Her side pressing rather softly into the body of the woman whom came to kill her, Esmera's haunting gaze would turn a shade focused for a moment.

"I imagine.." She'd now whisper, as ever ignoring whatever splurted from Mercede's lips.

"..You feel rather invincible with this sword in your hand...as if there's nothing you can't slay..."

[Dokki]

The terrifying blond ignored Mercedes words and continued to inspect the woman’s silver blade. Mercedes bit her lip and blushed lightly as her opponent pulled her arm about as though the knight were nothing more than a doll to be manipulated however she saw fit.

The beautiful woman would press her perfect hips into Mercedes causing the chaste knight to quiver uncomfortably. The woman would stare into Mercedes frightened eyes and begin to whisper. The Knight would try to look away but her eyes would be forced back as though the blond had a sort of magnetic gaze.

The monstrous woman would say how she imagined the silver sword made Mercedes feel invincible and capable of killing any foe she met and she was right. Before tonight, Mercedes had never experienced true fear. She had felt the adrenaline of battle before but never the absolute terror she was experiencing now as she stared into the blonde’s yellow eyes.

“Ah- I- I… uh…” Mercedes stammered and stuttered, unable to form even a single word of the human language. It was as though her opponent’s eyes had stolen her tongue and left her only able to babble like an infant.

[Devilish53]

Contrary to what Mercedes may have believed, but the spell she was somewhat being put under was not from magic or otherwise. Esmera possessed the ability of hypnosis, true, but Mercedes even in her state was far too strong willed to be put under it. Having preferred the manifestation of the more physical side of her vampire heritage, Mercedes would have had to have been a near trembling wreck for Esmera's vampire hypnosis to have anything resembling an effect.

Still, to the birds in the trees watching, it would appear indeed as if Mercedes was frozen in place by magic. A sight alone that made Esmera tremble with sadistic delight.

"Oh my...have I stolen your voice?" Grin maintained all the while, Esmera made absolutely no effort in hiding her prevailing tongue from very obviously wiping across her own lips, in the process giving Mercedes a flash of those sharp, faultless fangs beneath. To make matters worse, albeit in a sense now more than phsyical, Mercedes would find the hand of the vampire having fallen upon her leather armour. Not in a manner to remove it from her, nor crush it between her fingers mind. And not in a spot below what one would deem the mid-point of the young warrior.

"Say something...sweet hero..." Whispered the vampire, as Esmera's hands rested on the patch of fabric covering Mercede's breasts!

[Dokki]

Mercedes heart beat faster as she watched the terrifying woman licking her lips. The blond would place her hand on the Knight's leather chest piece causing the trembling warrior to grit her teeth. ’I can’t die here, no, I won’t die here!’ Mercedes thought as her courage slowly began to return. She was ashamed of herself but she swore that she would redeem herself and prove herself as a gallant knight.

The imposing woman would tease Mercedes in an icy voice that caused the adventure to break out in goosebumps. Though she still trembled the dark skinned woman steeled herself.

”Unhand me monster!” Mercedes growled as she again attempted to tug her arm free. ”I am a Knight and will not succomb to your vile will!” she declared in as brave a voice as she could muster.

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Not at all intent on losing her gaze upon the woman, a look which seemed to have Mercedes pinned in fear atleast for the moment, Esmera's strength remained key in holding that arm motionless, as despite the tugs of the valiant hero, Mercedes could not but wobble her sword.

"Vile will? Ohohoho..." Lifting that hand from the knights chest area, Esmera placed the back of her hand to her mouth a moment as she chuckled, before rather forcibly, pulling with the other.

Still keeping those fierce eyes of hers locked deeply, almost onto Mercedes very soul, the vampire would but attempt to twist that silver rapier from the heroines hands. The moment she had it entirely in her grasp, a mere flick behind her would see that sword thrown a good few hundred metres; Esmera's mighty bicep throwing the rapier with such power, that it didn't dip at all in its ascent straight into a far away tree!

[Dokki]

Mercedes brave response only made her foe laugh causing the distressed hero to feel embarrassed. The Knight would have her arm tugged with otherworldly strength forcing her to stumble forward, her trembling and rain laden body pressed against the blonds, their faces almost touching.

The monsterous woman would flick Mercedes' wrist. Despite the knight's firm grip on her weapon, the blade was sent sailing through the air like an arrow in flight. The adventure's eyes went wide as she now found herself unarmed and trapped a monster's embrace.

Mercedes starred into her captor's yellow predatory eyes. Her lips quivered and she tried to form words but what could one say in such a situation? She could demand that her opponent kill her but deep down, Mercedes didn’t want to die. Not like this.

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"Disarmed...and against such evil...how ever will you survive?"

Bringing back that hand that had thrown her rapier so far to her own hair, a little flick would serve wonders towards enthralling the beauty that had come to slay her, as Esmera switched at a moments notice between vampire, and apparent succubus. Her opposing hand still holding that wrist, the previously waving hand would soon find its home softly upon the hips of the beauty, as Esmera's confidence filled to the brim given there was nought to stop her.

Only, there was something to annoy her.

Tutting, her eyes rolled down to where she imagined a firm bosom to press her own against would be, Esmera would be reminded of the presence of the girls armour; a torso piece not exactly thick, but enough to stifle some feeling between bodies.

The vampire of course, had only one intention regarding said armour. Although she'd have fun seeing how such inevitable removal would go about, as she muttered a rather low command.

"Off..."