The two women eyed each other down in the dimly lit mansion. One with blonde hair in a simple blouse and skirt, and the other with purple hair holding two giant tonfas with armour interspersed over her.

“Hey, blondie, can't we-”

She raised her tonfa up and blocked a kick from Elizabeth that left her weapon ringing like a gong.

“(Did she really just kick it that hard? Eww, I'm sure my leg would sting for a week after tha-) Hmm!?” She mouthed in amazement.

Elizabeth wasn't finished and used a "no-inch kick", to catch the woman off guard.

She brought the leg up, hoping to score a strike into her face but the woman ducked before slamming a tonfa into her leg again.

(“Are her feet made of iron? Or is it her magic? Dammit that bastard told me I only had to watch out for her strength!”)

After slamming her tonfa into Elizabeth again, it felt like she had just hit a metal pole which stung a bit.

Elizabeth didn't back down and positioned herself to stomp down on her chest, with the hired woman dodging by springing forward.

“What the hell's a woman like you doing in a backwater?”

“Hmm? I thought you knew considering what you said about killing me.” She said as she moved her leg, checking it was still usable.

“What's that supposed to mean? Now that I think about it, my intelligence did say something about “it should be fine as long as you aren't killing her.” Whatever that meant. You some local lord or something?” She asked, rubbing her arm.

“Hmm. (Could I resolve this if I tell her who I am? No, she doesn't seem like the type to care about politics if she's asking.) Aren't you careless? What if I was a part of the royal guard?”

“Woah, woah, I would have been told way in advance if that was the case. Phew, it's nice to rest li-”

Elizabeth threw a nearby vase at her. The woman easily shattered it and sent some shards flying her way. Elizabeth swiftly grabbed one out of the air and threw it back, the woman parrying again before Elizabeth reached her.

She swung the long side of her tonfa out with one acting as a shield of sorts and this one acting as a regular blunt weapon.

She swung down at Elizabeth catching her blouse's chest and tearing it open slightly but she responded with a kick to the stomach, sending her back slightly. She blocked another blow coming her way with her guarding tonfa and thrust the other like a sword, with Elizabeth jumping over, though not enough as it caught her skirt, ripping it slightly and dragging her back down.

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(“I had to have worn such inconvenient clothing!”)

She thought as she brought her arm down.

The woman swung the other tonfa around but was forced on the defensive instead when she noticed what was in Elizabeth's hand. It was another shard of the vase.

Elizabeth could only reach her shoulder, and the woman couldn't move her other hand due to it being stuck in Elizabeth's skirt.

She narrowly managed to block it with Elizabeth feeling something odd before being thrown into the air. She noticed she went abnormally high for such a throw, and soon felt her descent become quicker as she fell to the ground.

She quickly backed into the woman waiting behind and grabbed one of her arms to throw her over her shoulder.

(“N-no, no way. So easily!?”) The woman thought as an expensive-sounding thud slammed against Elizabeth's marble flooring. The area where both her tonfas landed left noticeable cracks in the floor.

Both of them were half her weight each, at least it felt like it, so how did this woman throw her so easily?

She quickly rolled away when Elizabeth nearly stomped her head and quickly got back to her feet.

“How did you do that?” Elizabeth asked.

“Do what?” The woman asked.

“Get heavier, I could feel it when I threw you over my shoulder. (Based on that reaction, her magic had something to do with it.)”

The woman couldn't hide her shock and cleared her throat. (“Shit, she noticed.”)

Another reason she was surprised Elizabeth could throw her was the fact her weight suddenly increased. Anyone would be thrown off if something they were lifting suddenly became twice as heavy.

“Ow man, this is such a rip-off, why'd I ev-”

As she complained Elizabeth closed the gap between and delivered another blow, stopped by her tonfa. Elizabeth tried to snake her arm past it but ended up getting her hand slammed by another tonfa.

But the subsequent tonfa still didn't stop her and she managed to grab the woman's face.

She tried to slam her head into the floor but the woman retaliated with two strikes to her side, one being blocked and the other slamming against her ribs.

(“Legs are one thing, but I can tell you that breaking a rib hurts. Now let go you-”)

She had the back of her head slammed into the floor. She managed to counter Elizabeth with a monkey-flip and sent her flying away again, this time with much higher air time.

(“So her magic is the cause of this.”)

She was in the air for a few seconds and the moment she got back to the floor she saw the woman standing on wobbly feet.

“Go fuck yourself.” She bitterly stated as she felt the back of her head. She saw blood on her hand, but she could tell it wasn't a serious injury.

Elizabeth was in a rush so she was not in the mood for chivalry. As she reached halfway, the woman asked her a question.

“Ever heard of runes?” She asked as she aimed the tonfa at Elizabeth. Her eyes were bloodshot and she no longer had an issue killing Elizabeth.