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A FEW DAYS have passed and Visenya was close to ripping out every single strand of her hair out of her scalp. Loki, being who he is, has done everything and anything to annoy Visenya. He would request ridiculous items like dirt from the bottom of a lake or rocks on the other side of town. The most idiotic thing Loki has asked of her was a human arm. Of course Loki didn't think she would actually somehow require an arm but low and behold, she came back only 30 minutes later with a severed arm. This amazed and terrified Loki at the same time.

Since that day, he's been more reasonable with his request. Only asking when he is in need of something. Visenya was just happy she didn't have to run around doing his stupid request anymore.
And thankfully she didn't have to serve him at all today for it was the Grandmasters day of birth. She of course was invited to his party but only after her performance... if she makes it out alive.

Loki walked alongside the grandmaster along with several other people who were dressed like him. Loki pretended to smile whenever the grandmaster would speak or mention him but all he could think about was Visenya. She didn't show up for her morning duties or her evening duties. He hasn't seen her all day and as much as he hates to admit it, he was worried about her. It wasn't like her to just disappear without his knowledge.

His heart nearly jumped when a loud bang of a metal plate echoed through the hall. Everyone grew quiet and stared at the grand master who stood up from his throne.

"Now as you all know it's my Birthday. And every year it's a tradition that I have two male contenders battle to the death or at least until one has shit in their pants. But I've decided to change this tradition. Instead of male contenders this year it will be females." Two females walked in the room dressed in revealing golden clothes with masks covering their faces.

Loki was intrigued and leaned up on his seat. The grandmaster smiled at his competitors. He gestured for a guard to give them their weapons. Each girls got two dagger like weapons. They turned their backs on one another. The grandmaster grinned and clapped his hands. The girls turned around and faced one another, weapons at the ready.

The grandmaster clapped one last time and the sound of metal clashing against metal echoed through the halls. The grandmaster clapped one more time and the clash of metal against metal echoed through the hall. Loki watched in amazement as the two women fought with each other using a great amount amount of speed.

A scream of pain rang through the quiet room as one of the women were knocked down to their feet. The other stood above her.The women that fell suddenly took of her mask revealing a pretty face. The victor woman sighed and raised her mask off. Loki nearly fainted when he see's the other competitor. It was his own handmaiden.

"Put the mask back on. I wouldn't wanna harm that pretty face" Visenya smirked. The other woman yelled In anger and she got up onto her feet. Visenya stumbles back but quickly composed herself and she raises her weapon at the woman.

The other opponent lunged at Visenya But Visenya blocked her hit. The two fought with such grace that it seems like a deadly dance to everyone else. Visenya was struggling and Loki can see it. Her opponent was skilled but Visenya was better. Visenya threw the weapon at the woman's leg and it easily lodged itself deep inside the woman's thigh. The woman yelled out in pain as the blood began to pour out of the wound. Visenya took this opportunity and ran to her opponent. The other woman saw this coming and tried to stand but her leg kept her down. She swung her weapon at Visenya but she easily blocked it. She disarmed the woman. But her opponent wasn't ready to loose yet. She kicked behind Visenya's legs causing her knees to drop. The women scrambled back. She was defenseless and she knew this. She eyed the room and see's a spear hanging from the wall. She climbed out to grab the weapon as Visenya got to her feet. She see's that her opponent has chosen a new weapon and the ones she's holding wouldn't do. She tossed the dagger like weapons and flipped back towards the food table where a long metal skewer sat.

The two charged at each other. Visenya striked But the woman easily blocked it.Loki sat beside the grandmaster with worry on his face yet the grandmaster only seemed entertained. After all it isn't a celebration until someone dies.

Her opponent was getting tired and both knew it. Visenya didn't want to kill the woman but if she didn't, the grandmaster would have her head on a spike. Visenya was distracted and her opponent took this opportunity to disarm her. Visenya's skewer flew in the air and a few of the guest screeched until it landed in a vase. The woman twirled the spear. Visenya stepped back slightly watching the weapon being spun. She reached out and grabbed the spear and now both women looked at each other with determination but Visenya had the upper ground. She pulled the woman off the ground and flung her onto the ground.

The woman fell and stared at Visenya with fear written on her face. Visenya hesitates. The spear hovering above the woman's neck. Everyone was waiting including the grandmaster but he was starting to get impatient.

"Kill her" he commanded. Visenya knew better. Her warrior sisters taught her to defend not to kill. But if Visenya didn't do as her superior ask, she will be faced with grave consequences. But she rather suffer than kill an innocent being. Visenya yelled and the woman's eyes widen as she closes her eyes for the death to come to her but it never came. She opened her eyes and noticed the spear lodged into the ground beside her head.

"Hey I said this is a fight to the death" the grandmaster stood from his seat. Everyone held their breathes as the two were glaring at one another.

"I will not have innocent blood on my hands" Visenya declared. The grandmaster rolled his eyes.

"I don't care what you want. I gave you an order and I want death" the grandmaster explained. Visenya kept her ground and continue to look at her superior. The grandmaster was handed his staff and touched the fallen woman on the floor. The woman screamed as her body began to wither away. The screams echoed the hall. Visenya gave the grandmaster a look of disbelief. But he merely shrugged it off. He handed his staff back to Topaz and faced the audience with a huge smile.

"Who's hungry?"