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Dagon advanced, one step at a time, through the dark forest, walking deftly so as not to crack any dead branches beneath her feet.
" Come on, show yourself, " she mumbled, gripping her blade tightly. " I know you're there. "
She heard a slight metallic sound and barely managed to parry a blow coming from her left. She was pushed backwards and found herself pinned against a tree which, under the impact, almost crushed her spine. She growled between her fangs.
" You're getting soft, demon, " murmured a soft voice.
" You didn't touch me. "
" Not yet, " warns Michael.
" Not yet ? " Dagon repeated with an intonation full of innuendo.
" Oh, shut up, " said the angel.
" Don't worry wing wanker, I still have plenty of energy for you."
" So, prove it. "
Dagon couldn't use her blade because it held the spear handle, so she thought about using what she had available, the handle of her sword. She twisted to the side, sliding her blade along the spear and with the pommel, gave her a violent blow to the face, splitting her lip open. And it had worked, Michael had let out a squeak and instantly stepped back, putting a hand over her mouth.
" And I'm not even sorry, " said the redhead, rather proud of her move.
She wasted no time in attacking again, her blade cutting through the air with precision but Michael brilliantly blocked the attack coming from above, aiming for her head. The brunette pushed the opposing sword out of the way and swung her weapon to the right, before attempting to strike Dagon's legs in front of her, trying to make her fall. The redhead jumped back, avoiding the blow and tried to attack again and with the tip of her sword, only managed to very slightly injure Michael's arm who did a combat roll to the side and quickly straightened up, hoping to gain an advantage. She skillfully swung her spear and managed to slice off the top of her thigh.
" Touched. "
Dagon growled. " Leave my legs alone ! "
" Surely not, " replied the angel.
The demon lunged at her again, swinging her sword from the left to strike her opponent. That was without counting on Michael who raised her own weapon to block hers and push her back forcefully. Another sword strike tangled the weapons together and with a precise hand movement, Michael managed to twist Dagon's wrist who let out a silent scream and dropped her sword which clattered to the earthy ground. The brunette brought the tip of her spear to her throat and pretended to prepare to strike.
" Are you going to kill me ? " asked Dagon.
" It all depends on what stupid thing you say next. "
" Please don't kill me you beautiful and powerful Archange- "
" Stop it, " Michael cut her off.
" What ? That's nice. "
With an exasperated grunt, Michael lowered her spear. " Pick up your weapon, " she demanded.
While blowing, Dagon picked up her fallen sword and then prepared for the rest of the fight. The two women looked at each other, both had a careful and calculating look. The Duke took a few steps to her right and began to turn around Michael like a predator for several long seconds. She quickly attacked again, the sound of the steel clashing resonated, while the two seemed to dance back and forth. Dagon made another leap backward and hit a much stronger blow than she had planned, which could have done real damage if Michael hadn't been so quick to dodge.
They found themselves face to face with their weapons entangled between each other. With a skilful movement, Michael manages to extirpate her spear by pushing it upwards and quickly unleash a slant from below which, hitting behind her leg, made the Duke stagger before making her lose her balance and crashing to the ground on the back. Michael almost fell with her and wasted no time leaning one knee on the redhead's chest and a hand against her shoulder to pin her to the ground.
" Do you surrender ? "
" You kidding me ? " Dagon said before sinking her fangs into the angel's forearm.
Michael let out a cry of pain and dropped her weapon, Dagon took advantage of it to grab both of her forearms and swap their positions.
" So, who's getting soft now ? " she said.
" It's a low blow. "
" It is ? I haven't noticed. "
Michael frowned before tightening her legs around her waist and with a sudden movement, managed to tilt her and extricate herself by pushing Dagon away with her foot. She skilfully rolled sideways to retrieve her spear and quickly get back into combat position.
" You move like a real snake. "
" Surprised ? "
" Fascinated, " specified Dagon.
The duel has started again with more ferocity, precision and almost elegance. After a period of time impossible to evaluate, Michael tried to touch her again but Dagon manages to catch the handle of the spear as she maneuvered, with her other hand, her sword upwards. By reflex Michael grabbed the weapon by the blade, she gritted between her teeth, moving it carefully to the side. Dagon gave her a satisfied smile.
" What ? " asked the angel. " It's just a cut. "
" Mhh hmm. "
The demon did not lose her expression and with a quick gesture, pulled on the spear to bring Michael closer. She quickly let go of her sword and her hand was just as quickly found against her opponent's stomach. The two froze and the angel frowned before slowly lowering her eyes to realize that...
" You stabbed me ?! " shouted Michael, seeing Dagon's hand holding the handle of a small dagger, the other part of which was literally planted in her stomach.
" Oops ? " Dagon said with a shrug, falsely apologetic.
" What if I was pregnant ?! "
Dagon almost choked. " What if you what ?? "
Before she could react, Dagon took a violent kick to the sternum, several strong cracking was heard, sending her several meters away. She let out a moan of pain but still managed to keep her balance thanks to her claws planted in the ground.
" Ah, damn it. "
" I shouldn't say it, but you're an idiot sometimes, " Michael told her from afar, by removing the little dagger from her flesh.
" Fuck you, angel. "
" It's just a diversion, not my problem if you get caught. "
" You broke several of my ribs, " said the duke, touching her ribcage.
" You stabbed me. "
" Oh come on... you will- " Dagon began before realizing that Michael had vanished, leaving only some sort of luminous filaments behind her. " I hate this ability... " she added.
Michael indeed had the same ability as her brother, Gabriel, which she sometimes liked to misuse. Like now where she uses it to cut Dagon's calf followed by her arm without her being able to attack her in return.
" Bitch, " whispered Dagon.
She took a violent blow to the left shoulder from the front and almost fell, followed by another powerful blow to the right shoulder from behind from a nearly invisible mass.
" Hey ! This is unfair. You can't use this ! " shouted Dagon.
" Are you kidding me ? " retorted Michael, stopping just a few seconds in front of her to poke her shoulder with her spear, making the redhead flinch. " Who bit me ? " she added before disappearing again.
" Fine, if you insist, " Dagon muttered to herself. She bent down to pick up a stone that was at her feet. " We'll do this the old fashioned way then. "
She groaned again when she felt a stroke of the blade on the side of her head and on the top of the arm coming from the front and thought that the next would come from the other side. Her hand tightened around the stone and she concentrated, if they used their personal skills, Michael wouldn't blame her for using her eco-location, she should definitely have used it earlier. She felt her approach and moved around to strike precisely where her head was. The shock was quite violent and Michael fell to her knees a few meters further.
" So, did I win ? " boasted the redhead, bouncing the ichor-covered stone in her hand. " We never get enough inspiration from humans. "
However all she could hear were light muffled sobs coming from the angel who was still holding her head down in her hands. Dagon looked at her quite troubled, maybe she had hit harder than she thought.
" Michael ? " called Dagon by moving forward a few steps, dropping the stone. She didn't get a response so she moved closer and started reaching a hand towards her shoulder. " Hey. "
Once the demon was close enough, she didn't see Michael looking out of the corner of her eye and smirk, nor her grip tighten around her weapon. With great speed she swung her spear, striking both of Dagon's legs simultaneously who let out a cry of pain before falling to the ground, again.
" I win. "
" Okay... well done angel, " growled Dagon, continuing to curse.
" Did you really believe it ? " asked Michael who was wiping, with a backhand, the blood that flowed over half of her face.
" We said not the knees... " complained the redhead ignoring the question. " It hurts like hell. "
" And a stab in the stomach, do you think it doesn't hurt ? "
" Remind me why I married you ? "
Michael didn't answer, she dropped her spear on the ground and approached her to tower over her before stepping over her, one leg on each side. She then got on her knees to find herself sitting on the redhead's pelvis who was staring at her with almost completely black eyes. Michael took her face in her hands before leaning down to kiss her passionately, both of them could taste each other's blood and Dagon's hands instinctively found their place on her waist to pull her closer.
" Eh... Now I remember why, " Dagon said once the kiss was broken.
Michael stood up. " Come on, get up, " she said, holding out a hand.
" I might need another reminder, just to be sure. "
" Stand up, " repeated Michael, holding back a smile.
Dagon took her hand but because of her knee injury she had difficulty getting up and quite quickly found herself literally leaning on one knee in front of Michael while still holding her hand. Both quickly noticed this funny position.
" Rather interesting, " teased the angel.
" Yeah, you like that, " replied Dagon, kissing her hand without taking her eyes off her despite the fact that they were covered in blood.
It was a lot hotter than it should have been. Michael instinctively bit her already healed lower lip as she saw her do that.
Dagon straightened up and cupped her face, running her thumb over the angel's lip. " You know it drives me crazy when you do that. "
" Yes, I know. "
" And you still do it, " growled Dagon. Her reaction only made the angel smile. " Can we get down to serious things now ? "
" Serious things, you say ? "
" Hmm hmm, " Dagon kisses her languidly and takes the opportunity to bite her lower lip again, letting out a new trickle of blood which made the brunette whimper.
" Like what ? "
" You know very well what I'm talking about, " Dagon mumbled as she got further lost in Michael's neck who could feel her tongue snaking against her skin. She couldn't help but moan and expose herself further.
" We're covered in blood... " muttered the angel who however passed her hands in her red hair anyway.
" You're going to have to find a better argument, " said the demon who continued to kiss every inch of exposed skin she could reach. " If you knew how beautiful you are like that. "
" I want... "
" Hmm... " muttered Dagon, their lips were almost glued together at this point. " You want ? "
" I want... another round. "
Dagon huffed and stepped back. " Of course, I should have expected that. "
" Afterward, we'll see about these serious things, " said the brunette before disappearing again.
" Wha- hey, Michael ! Come back here ! "