I was told by the Human woman to use the apparent cramp alleys of the Undercity to get to the Ring since it was accessible through other buildings or, well these uncomfortable alleys. None of the main paths led there oddly.

As much as I appreciated the directions for the sake of safety, these crap spaces are making it very hard to move with this body of mine.

I’m not making much progress either. I’m afraid my clothes might rip which would make things much worse.

I’d stop under a window and take a moment to rest, god this was tiring. I’m guessing Naoko uses the buildings or climbs over them. I could see her doing that. Why couldn’t I go through those buildings? Wait. That’s a dumb thing to ask myself.

I sigh and start moving again, but stop at the sound of something breaking above me. I freeze and look at the way I came, fortunately no one was following me. I heard another thing break or crash above me.

I tilt my head a little to try and hear what was happening. I’m thinking that I should leave, but for now I need to have my curiosity quenched.

“Get back here!” a male voice yells

“Where’s the fucking flying rat!” a female voice calls out

Both would then start to scream and cuss and break things, both speaking common. I’d hear both move around through this stone building I’m leaned up against.

Knowing that this is my time to continue my search for the Ring I start moving again, but much slower than before.

Soon the sounds of thrashing and an angry couple I’m guessing would become distant as I’d reach an open alley. I placed my hands on my knees and bent over to catch my breath.

So tired…

Right right I can’t wait or stall for long, as much as I like to think that Naoko can handle anything, I’d like to keep her around. Never thought I’d get a body guard..

What else? What else? Right…escaping. Next day, reading that symbolism book will be a good start. And with Naoko I might be able to make that wand.

I feel myself smile, proud at my plan. I like to think it’s a good one.

Alright.

I straighten myself out and stretch.

God these boobs can kill a woman…

I honestly haven’t had any time to just look at myself since I got here now that I think about it.

I’ll find some time soon I guess.

Alright let’s go.

Before I could step forward something suddenly flicked me in the right boob and made me fall onto my butt. I suddenly felt my stomach getting tickled for a second before I’d sneeze quietly.

What the hell just happened? My sneezing is cute, but that's besides the point right now.

I rub my nose and open my eyes to look around, but there’s nothing. No one’s around. I slowly get back up and wipe off my backside before I just extend my arm forward.

There’s nothing stopping it…..so no invisible barrier or anything, but still that was really weird and a bit painful.

And oddly ticklish…

I don’t know which is more concerning honestly.

Right, forget all this for a second and move, Ynessa.

Reaching the next cramp alley I’d continue my journey going through a few more of these things before reaching a stairway that led down into seeming darkness.

It goes further underground? The stairs kind of match the buildings so it must be part of the natural formation I guess.

Looking above the stairway I’d see an open alley maybe, probably just a clearing, I don't really know what to call them. I could make out that it was a hexagon shape. I couldn’t exactly see the ground of it if you get me. It’s just that the positions of the buildings gave off that idea.

I think I might be shorter than I was from before. But that can be the least of my problems.

I just have to walk down this…scary stairway into a place called the Ring..

Yeah…

No rush…

I raise my leg and take the first step down. I follow that one up with another.

So..

Not dead instantly that’s good…

Hell, I’m trying to cope pretty hard right now…

Come one, come on…you can do it

My legs slightly shake as I take another step downwards, but I managed to move myself fast enough so I don’t take ten years go down this flight.

After a minute or so with the thoughts of fear and my shaking body I’d finally reach the bottom.

“You met with the Mistress yet?” a voice would call out to me

Who? What? Where?

I can’t really see anything since this tunnel is almost pitch black..

But I do start hearing footsteps approaching me..

Coming into my vision would be a tall reptilian female..

Ah, I forgot that every female of each race has boobs, no matter what they are. Reptilian boobs..

I shake my head to focus and just nod at the woman.

“Follow me.” She’d say turning around

She’s got a big tail as well. The thought crosses my mind when a group of players made a reenactment of The Lusty Argonian Maid. That entire thing was on every forum for weeks. And it was pretty well made, shitposters turned film students.

I start moving as well not wanting to lose sight of her in the dark, but as I leave the already faint light and let the dark hallway envelop me the reptilian woman would lightly glow a green hue as she walked. That is really handy.

We’d walk silently for about two minutes before her glowing stopped and a distant light appeared. She’d suddenly stop and would look back to me.

“Reach the exit and head left until you find your seat. Mistress wishes for your enjoyment of the match. The Pantherian is up next.” She’d inform me

I’d just slowly bow, thanking her before she walked back the way we came. I watched her leave for a few seconds before continuing forward.

All the distant sounds from when Naoko was leading me around returned and were getting louder, much louder than before. It was almost cheering exclusively which was a bit new.

As I reached the exit I covered my eyes for a moment as the lights got a bit too bright for my liking, the noise from the crowd drowned out my steps. Once my eyes adjusted to the lights I lowered my hand and looked at The Ring.

As you could’ve guessed, it was a fighting ring by name only. Probably something worse in practice.

The area took up the hexagon shape like how I guessed before. Looking up the ceiling was glass, but no light reached the top of it. So it was one way. The orbs that I saw at the red light district were all around the place, but took on a different color, a more neutral one.

No one seemingly noticed my entrance so I followed the directions given until I reached my seat which…was just a comfortable looking chair hidden away from the main crowd. There was an apple on it as well.

I picked up the apple before sitting down and man this was comfy against my butt. I took a whiff of the apple which was fresh. It was nice and hard to the touch as well. I took a bite out of it which was rather sloppy as much as I hate to admit.

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A small chunk or two fell under my shirt some of the fluid before I wiped my mouth. It would fall out later. The taste was amazing as well. There was absolutely nothing special about this apple, but I suppose that’s what made it taste great.

Familiarity.

Before I could take another bit out of it a trumpet sounded off. I perked up in my seat which gave me a perfect view of the entire fighting ring.

Dead center of it stood a short Satyr with a large grin on his face. The ground of the area wasn't made of the same stone like the rest of the Undercity oddly. It seemed to be a kind of dirt if you will. Not sure how else to say it.

“Ladies and gentlemen! Murderers and rapists! Thieves and assassins! And overall disappointments to society! I welcome you to the final show of tonight and I tell you we’ve got a big one! The bets have been placed, the food has been bought. So. Tell me prisoners of Leghen! Are! You! Ready! For! Bloodshed!” the Satyr announcer said

The crowd burst out into a large cheer drowning out anything and everything. I’d never seen such a display before. I wonder if this is what sports games were like in person.

I saw the Satyr smile widely. He moved around left and right and just as the crowd’s noise started dwindle he opened his mouth again.

“And here! Are! The fighters!” he yells before pointing leftwards of himself “From the shithole that is the second block holding the cruelest of the cruel we have the meanest! The baddest! The angriest horn piercing! Nose piercing! Dick piercing! Minotaur here! They say he never talks! That he’s killed a human lord! That he’s a kinslayer! In for the murder of nearly three hundred armed humans that tried to oppose him, multiple siege charges against forts across the country, rape of men women and children, theft and more! Welcome! Dajar Silentfury!” he introduces the first fighter as the crowd breaks into a roar of cheer wanting bloodshed and more from this Minotaur

The Minotaur, about half the size of giant with horns that are probably half the size of me would step into the light and into the area. His eyes were bloodshot red, I could see him huffing eagerly awaiting the fight. Like the announcer said, nose piercing, nipple piercing and the loincloth that covered the beast was not exactly doing its job.

A few dick piercings as well…I…don’t…want to think how those he had his way with ended up with that thing between his legs…it makes me shiver...

The listing of charges did make me gulp as well and thankful for my little hidden seat where I was currently, but then the next fighter should be..

The Satyr announcer pointed to his right.

“And from the moderate hell that is the first block!” that was probably where I was as well “We have the fan favorite for the past year! Beautiful and strong! Can crush a skull of any size with just her thighs! In for assault of guards in the Human capital! Theft of gold! Illegal betting! And being a quarter breed! I bring you the meanest of the freaks that think they’re human, the baddest of the Pantherians here! Naoko!” the crowd would once again erupt into a large roar

This was actually pretty nerve wracking. Unknowingly I silently cheered for Naoko as she walked out into the area lightly jumping left to right, shaking her arms. She had a different look in her eyes as well, it was a look of focus or an 'in the zone' look would be a better way to describe it.

“Anything goes you two! The only rule is no killing!” the Satyr said

The Satyr would move to the edge of the ring and would climb up a little ladder that was made specifically for his size. Once he reached the top he took a deep breath.

“Let the bloodshed begin!”

Just as the crowd broke into another roar of a cheer Dajar bolted forward letting out a war cry as he swung his fist towards Naoko. The Pantherian without blinking rushed forward as well, sliding under Dajar dodging the swing. Getting to her feet she’d flex her hands, her nails turning into sharp claws. She took a stance that was familiar to me.

It was a Monk stance for full offense if I’m not wrong. Her face went blank, her breathing stopped for a second, her eyes went blank as she faced the Minotaur.

Without stopping in his motion Dajar would spin around, lean forward and charge at Naoko, horns forward.

Naoko would remain stationary which made me lean forward in my seat out of nervousness. Just as Dajar’s horns came inches away from her, in a flash Naoko would cleanly slice Dajar’s horns and jump up, sending a kick to the top of his head making him eat dirt.

Naoko would jump to his back and then away from him and turn back around. The Minotaur wouldn’t waver as it got right back up and turned towards Naoko with rage in its eyes.

I took a quick glance to where the Satyr announcer was, but like most of the crowd he was simply cheering for the fight in general.

I’m guessing everyone had their bets and favorites, but entertainment was entertainment after all..

Naoko had switched her stance, taking a more defensive posture, her eyes still blank.

Dajar let out another roar before bolting forward swinging rapidly at Naoko who was evading every blow with ease. As the Minotaur’s swinging continued, Naoko was getting pushed towards the wall, her freedom of space getting smaller fast.

The white in her eyes disappeared and her pupils returned. Her claws faded as well. I’m guessing that ability had a short uses and big cooldown, same with the claws. She probably wasn’t that high level then now that I think about it.

Just as she reached the wall, Dajar lifted his foot forward attempting to kick her in the stomach, but she managed to jump up onto his leg as it hit the wall. Naoko tried to jump over Dajar, but he caught her by the leg and slammed her into the wall before dragging her around the area on the ground with great speed.

Naoko struggled to get a hold while being dragged, she kept on stumbling as she laid on her back while getting dragged. Suddenly Dajar swung her across the ring, her body slamming into the wall, out of view from my area.

It wouldn’t take a minute before I saw the bruised Naoko rushing back at the Minotaur full speed. She leapt forward kicking him across the jaw twice before moving back.

The two would slow down before starting to circle each other, eyes locked on one another. They spoke no words as the crowd screamed at them to fight.

Dajar moved first, kicking up dirt from the ground towards Naoko’s eyes.

Naoko dodged to the left, flexed her leg before delivering a powerful groin kick that made the Minotaur scream out in pain before falling over to the ground, foam coming from his mouth.

The crowd went silent for a moment. Naoko stepped forward and spat on Dajar’s face before kicking it one last time. She looked up to the crowd and raised her fist. The Satyr announcer jumped back into the ring.

“And we have a winner tonight! Naoko!” he yelled

The crowd began screaming cheers to the Pantherian who started walking off. The chants of her name got louder and louder as she started to depart.

In all the excitement I’d witnessed I’d started to sweat a bit unknowingly. I had seemingly finished a good portion of the apple as well that I held close to my mouth throughout the match.

I dropped the apple and stood from my seat, I know my butt would miss that cushion for a while. I went back the way I came, fortunately still unnoticed by the masses.

Going back into the tunnels underneath I started to look for Naoko, but then realized that first of all it was dark, secondly I didn’t know if these passageways connected at all. But I still moved forward with one hand on a wall hoping that I might stumble upon a turn or something.

Not long after I started looking for her I heard her voice.

“Ynnessa?” I heard her call out

I just looked around in the darkness and nodded in the different directions since I couldn’t tell where the voice came from. I felt a rough hand grab mine and lead me down the hall and into a room with three lit torches. I could actually see now..

I heard her back crack as she stretched. She glanced back to me with a huge smirk on her face.

“So, what you think? I fought good right?” she had a huge grin on her mildly bruised face

“You…fought….good.” I said quietly “I..watched..the…entire..time..”

“She set up a spot for you? Great.” She laughed before she winced and rolled her shoulders “He packed a punch.”

I almost forgot about the whole this is real thing. As Naoko sat down and grabbed some bandages I moved behind her.

“Could…you…take…it…off?” I asked, referring to her sash covering her chest which by some miracle had not been ripped to shreds “I..can…heal..”

She glanced behind herself to look at me with a curious look.

“If you’re sure, blondie.” She’d say taking it off

For a short second I’d realize that I was in a room, alone with an attractive woman who had just gone topless. Thank god for no boners right about now.

I raised my hands to her back and concentrated.

“Restoration Spell, Heal.” I’d quietly chant

My hands would emit a bright yellow glow which would spread itself over Naoko’s back, covering it in light, the bruises she suffered would start to vanish until it was back to the way it was. I moved my hands to her arms and slowly across the back of her body to any point that had any bruises.

Once I finished I took a step back and glanced up at my mana which had only gone down about twenty points and was already regenerating. She’d put her sash back and would stand, roll her shoulders, do a few stretches, even throw an air punch. She smirked as she looked at me.

“Nice going.” She chuckled “I can rely on you for some healing after a fight.” She breaks out into a big grin and lightly punches me in the arm

I lost one health point. Ow. I’d faintly smile at her and rub my arm.

“What..now?” I’d ask

“A few hours till most of us need to head back. Plenty of time till dawn. Why? You want to head back?” she asks

I’d just nod, but then stop. Did I want to go back? I wouldn’t mind looking around actually, but maybe in a more safe environment.

“Can…I..stay? Look…around..” I’d ask

“I don’t see why not, I can shadow you and even if you get lost I can find you by smell.” She says

“Smell…?”

She’d nod and tap her nose.

“I’ve got that good scent of yours memorized.”

Well, that’s flattering..I guess..

“You okay? You’re face is turning red.” She says

She’s also..dense as a rock…

I shake my head and slap my face lightly.

“Y-Yes..fine..”

“Great. You can use the exit here if you want.” She points to a wall

I just look confused at her before she stands and walks over then taps the wall with her elbow before a passage opens. Man did they all have this planned out. A hundred secret paths, but not a single escape tunnel.

It’s like a whole new world really…

“I’ll catch up with you later, got to get my winnings.” Naoko would say

She’d leave the room right after, leaving me alone. I guess I’ve got nothing better to do than head outside. Stepping towards the door I glance into the passage. It’s…dark…but leads up which is good. It’s also cramp again..dammit..

I step inside the dark, cramp and surprisingly hot stairway and start making my way up. It does take a while for a few reasons. I can barely see, I’m sweating my tits off right now and I’m barefoot on this thing, but eventually I reach the top.

Outside was another back alley clearing, these places are so common it’s unnerving really..

It’s kind of amazing how the air is so clear and the fact that there’s a chill breeze. There’s probably some explanation for it that I’m too simple minded to understand.

But..wait…what..the..

My clothes would start to jiggle, I’d feel my boobs being pushed side to side by something. It felt like small hands trying to move through them. Suddenly the collar of my rags would lightly rip and a small creature would fly up, hitting my lips and fall onto my boobs.

“For the love of the Fairy King that was hellishly warm..” the small female voice would say

I’d just be frozen as I’d look at the small figure. Light purple wings, purple hair held up in a bun, amethyst eyes. Small rags, collarless. This…this was a fairy…

A fairy that had been hiding between my boobs…

“…I…Uh….Ah..” I began to bumble

The small fairy would then notice me, we’d lock eyes for a second before she’d stand up. I have a fairy standing on my boobs. I have a fairy standing on my boobs..

“So this is awkward.” She’d say “Um, I’m Alyssum.” She’d suddenly introduce herself “You’re cleavage is quite comfortable.”

“What..”