Charlotte swung her arms left and right, trying to break free from Elijah's grasp by elbowing his body, while her legs thrashed about wildly, and her body rolled uncontrollably.
But no matter how she struggled, Elijah remained silent, clinging to her like an octopus.
"You... you scoundrel!" Charlotte huffed.
"As long as I win!"
Elijah chuckled, though he was in considerable pain.
Yet, despite being entwined in this intimate manner, their skin pressed against each other, they found a bizarre pleasure in it.
Their current position was extremely ambiguous.
To any onlooker unaware of their fight, it might seem like they were engaged in inappropriate activities.
"Are they okay?" Inside the nearby villa, Daisy and Bella continued observing the two's battle.
Seeing them fall to the ground and not get up, Bella couldn't help but feel concerned.
Daisy snorted. "What could happen to them? They've even taken their clothes off!"
"Let's stop watching them and continue swimming!" she added.
...
On the beach, Elijah noticed Charlotte's struggles cease, her chest heaving with heavy breaths.
Unable to resist, he glanced at her.
Up close, Charlotte's chest was indeed quite sizable, not inferior to Bella's, slightly less than Daisy's.
Due to her tall stature and usual loose clothing, he hadn't noticed before.
"Have you seen enough?" Charlotte's emotions calmed down, and she spoke lightly.
"I can never see enough!" Elijah blurted out.
Charlotte was momentarily speechless.
"Let me go!"
"No, not until we determine the winner!" Elijah justified confidently.
"Is that still important?"
"Of course, it's about our agreement!"
"You... You've seen and touched enough already! You've gone far beyond our agreement!" Charlotte retorted irritably.
"That's different. The agreement was to see swimsuits or no clothes at all. But you're still clothed, aren't you?"
Elijah retorted, but before he could finish, he heard a grinding sound.
Looking at Charlotte, he saw her teeth flash white as she suddenly bit into his shoulder.
"Ow... assault!" Elijah exclaimed.
"Ptui! Ptui! Ptui!" Charlotte's bite felt like biting into leather, mixed with a mouthful of sand, making her teeth ache.
"Why is your skin so tough? No wonder you didn't react much to being hit." She suddenly realized.
"It didn't say we couldn't use abilities..." Elijah smirked.
"Indeed, it didn't. Originally, if you had won with real skill, maybe I'd even consider being your woman..." Charlotte's words made Elijah perk up.
"What?"
"Don't think your thoughts are unknown to others," she continued. "Look at your team, especially on this island. Among eight people, seven are women. Even the controlled zombies are female. Bella and Daisy seem close to you. Fiona is also ambiguous with you.
And then there's how others perceive me. Which woman here doesn't know what's going on? Even Daisy can see a bit of it. However, knowing doesn't mean acceptance. If you want me to willingly accept, you must first defeat me!"
"Really?"
"I don't dislike you. Otherwise, do you think you could easily entangle me like this? And I can't break free? Just as you dare not use weapons against me, I also can't use real force against you. Of course, there are reasons for that, too. Your physique is too strong, especially your strength and resistance to attacks, rendering my usual methods ineffective."
"I always said real combat isn't so civilized! Eye gouging, nose picking, groin kicking, chokeholds... You have to resort to extreme measures for them to be effective!"
"So, can you let me go now?" Elijah pondered for a moment before releasing her.
"Charlotte, please teach me martial arts!" Elijah's expression was earnest.
"What are you plotting now?"
"I just want to improve myself!" Elijah said, glancing at her legs.
He had a deep appreciation for them after their recent entanglement.
Those long legs would be quite a force if he could manage to get them on his shoulders.
"Tsk, learning skills from me, then defeating me, and making me your woman? That's quite an idea... Do I need to praise you for being so cunning?" Charlotte chuckled lightly.
"Do you agree to it?" Elijah didn't expect his little scheme to fool Charlotte.
"I agree, but I'm still annoyed about earlier. I need to vent some steam by beating you first!" Charlotte wiggled her wrists, feeling a bit stiff from being clenched by him.
"Uh... how about we use a different method of combat? One that will ensure your enjoyment!" Elijah rubbed his nose, which still throbbed slightly.
Charlotte, upon hearing his suggestion, remembered their previous mental sparring and felt a slight tremor in her body.
That was one reason she didn't completely reject Elijah.
Stay with m _v _l _e _mp _y _r.
The imprint on her mind was too deep, giving her an inexplicable fondness for him.
But she had her principles; she wouldn't let him have his way easily!
"Humph, if you win, you can do as you please! When I said I wanted to fight you earlier, it wasn't about seeking revenge opportunistically. You have strong combat instincts. I don't think traditional methods of teaching would suit you. Your growth in real combat will be much faster!" Charlotte remarked.
Elijah found her reasoning surprisingly sound. "Alright then! How do we proceed?"
Charlotte couldn't help but smile faintly.
"It's simple. I'll attack, you defend. Since your defense is so strong, I can use some moves without worrying. After a few rounds, I'll explain the principles of my actions to you."
Elijah took a deep breath. "Okay, let's do it!"
He assumed a defensive stance, and Charlotte's gaze immediately changed, sharper than when they began their practice.
She didn't give Elijah much time to prepare.
Coming at him with two high kicks aimed directly at his face, followed by a spinning back kick, all targeting vital areas!
Unlike the earlier moves that were aimed at his chest, Elijah felt the pressure. He struggled to defend against Charlotte's relentless assault.
After blocking a move similar to a groin strike, he couldn't help but protest, "Don't hit there! What if something gets damaged?"
"Quit the nonsense! If anything breaks, Bella can fix it!" Charlotte snapped.
Damn it! Elijah regretted his decision!
In the moment he was distracted, Charlotte delivered a powerful punch that sent him flying.
"Bang!"
Elijah crashed to the ground, feeling as though his insides had been rearranged. If it weren't for Abigail's defense ability, he might have met his maker right then and there!
Gasping for air, Elijah struggled to his feet. "Next, I'll explain the moves I just used to attack you..."
As Charlotte approached him, she began to explain in detail, occasionally demonstrating the moves and dissecting countermeasures.
This fresh perspective opened Elijah's eyes.
Some of the actions he had instinctively performed aligned with the principles she explained.
"Shoulder and hip aligned, elbow and knee aligned, hand and foot aligned. As long as you can achieve these points..." Charlotte's guidance thrilled Elijah, making him eager to start the second round.
The result was another round of brutal defeat for him.
After practicing until late into the night, Charlotte finally stopped, not entirely satisfied.
Through a night of intense sparring, Elijah experienced rapid growth.
From initially panicking to now being able to hold his own and occasionally counterattack, he made Charlotte suffer.
She didn't possess Elijah's formidable defensive abilities.
Elijah believed that with a few more days of such training, he could engage Charlotte in a more evenly matched fight. Winning was just a matter of time.