Neriah knew it would be a foolish attempt from the moment she pulled out that paper from the box and she also knew he was going to torment her while enjoying it, but she didn’t expect him to be this vulgar and annoying.
"If you slap my derriere one more time, I swear I will stab you with a knife!" She warned! He’d been doing it all through the fight!! If they could even call what they were doing a fight!
He wasn’t even treating her like a princess! He was rough handling her like the barbarian he was!
At first she had refused to partake in the fistfight using her dress as an excuse, but he had suggested that she change into a fight friendly attire, stating that it would even give them both some time to regain their strength.
She had nothing to say against that. So she had changed into a simple blouse and pants and was standing in the center of the training ground again.
The rules were simple, use any means possible to get your opponents back to touch the ground. Any means but magic, any form of magic at all was not to be used. Only their brains and their physical strength was to be applied.
The rules were that simple and yet he made it so difficult for her!
"Come on princess, I am open, take your shot." He urged with his arms wide open and a smile in place. She hissed as she set her fists up in a fighting pose again.
He was an animal! A very annoying one. A bear! He would pick her off the ground like she was mere paper! Roughly carrying her over his shoulder and tapping her bum! What kind of person acts that way?
The whole lot of knights were laughing their hearts out at their strange fights.
"I mean it! Do not touch my bum!" She warned again and all she got as a response was a shrug.
Neriah knew her punches were not the mightiest, but her legs were her best assets. She could give a real kick. But the problem was that he was so tall. If she could just get a good kick at his head, then it would be game over! He would stagger, then she would give him another kick and then another, and that would send him plunging to the ground.
With a swift push, she moved her feet and jumped to her highest as she threw her fist, he was quick enough to back away, but then she leapt up once again and this time she threw a kick, but it only landed on his shoulder.
He didn’t attack, he only blocked which made her annoyed. Yes she was afraid of him actually hitting her, but she also didn’t like that he was just blocking when he was on full attack each time he sparred with that friend of his.
Did he not see her as a match? Was that why he kept blocking? She hated that... She hated him.
Barak once again backed away as his dear wife threw her leg toward him. He had to be honest, she was quick on her feet. She used her legs more than she used her feet, he had noticed. He could see how frustrated she was that she had not landed any serious blow on him and it was fun to behold.
The irritation on her face was adorable, so much so that he could not help the desire to tease her further.
She was coming at him again and this time, instead of blocking her leg, he caught it mid air and he thought she would withdraw her leg from his hand, but instead, she used that as an opportunity to hold onto his arm and practically used his body as a step to climb him and cross her other leg around his neck.
Her leg that he held in his hand also crossed round his neck and she sat atop his shoulders staring down at him. This was probably the first time he was seeing her staring down at him. She was taller than him for once and he smiled at the thought.
But before his smile could fully form, she bent her body backward and in all his life, he would never understand what had pushed her to believe she could actually be able to flip him this way... But he believed that was what she was planning to do, but his body did not bend along with hers and her hands did not touch the ground.
She was now dangling from his neck upside-down, with her legs still around his neck. And laughter erupted from the audience. She was a funny little thing, this wife of his.
Maybe she could have actually flipped him if she had a little more physical strength, but with her current strength, she could dream on.
With a quick motion, he held onto her waist so she would plunge head first into the ground and unlocked her legs from around his neck then turned her around in his arms like she was a little child and tossed her stomach-flat upon his shoulder.
A heavy hand landed on her behind just as she had warned him not to, and a series of curses and oaths left her lips as she wriggled, screaming that he put her down, which he didn’t.
At least not until a sudden force hit his precious region and only after the immense pain vibrated throughout his body did he realize that she just kicked him in his crotch. Instantly he let her go and she landed on the ground while his head bowed, his eyes closed and his hand held his crotch.
As if that was not enough for the poor man, a sudden kick landed on the side of his face, causing him to stagger as his eyes opened. She landed another kick on the side of his face and he stumbled, but not before catching her hand, pulling her down with him as he fell back flat on the ground...
Once again, it was a draw.