A feminine silhouette moved forth from the shadows of the far passageway. She crossed the bridge and and stood at the challenger's end of the platform. Her dress was fashionably torn, and small fangs protruded from beneath her lips. There was no doubting it; she was a creature of the night.
"You've come for a fight?" I rested my hand on my noble rapier and locked my vision upon her.
She returned my gaze, and in the darkness, she seemed to smile at me.
"Well," I replied, "far be it for me to deny a woman what she wants." I drew my sword. "Have at you!"
I rushed forward and delivered a lunging thrust at her, which she amply dodged. I flicked my wrist and tried to cut her with the tip of my blade... and yet, she avoided that, too. I made for a third attack, aiming to land a sweeping slash across her torso, but struck nothing but air. Something was not at all right; for some reason, she was simply too fast for me to land a solid hit.
She grinned at me and started to strike back. I attacked her, but she caught my blade with her fan and closed the distance, landing her knee directly in my gut. I keeled over, and as I drew close, I smelled subtle copper tones clinging to her breath. I recognized it right away; it was blood.
I looked up at her; her face was flushed pink, and she appeared full-bodied and lively. Yes, she'd recently had her fill of blood... with the sanguine blessings giving her energy, there was no way I could match her.
"The blood," I gasped, "is the life... the blood is the life..."
With one swift motion, she struck me in the head with the heel of her foot, and sent me toppling over the edge of the platform, into the abyss...
"You've come for a fight?" I rested my hand on my noble rapier and locked my vision upon her.
She returned my gaze, and in the darkness, she seemed to smile at me.
"Well," I replied, "far be it for me to deny a woman what she wants." I drew my sword. "Have at you!"
I rushed forward and delivered a lunging thrust at her, which she amply dodged. I flicked my wrist and tried to cut her with the tip of my blade... and yet, she avoided that, too. I made for a third attack, aiming to land a sweeping slash across her torso, but struck nothing but air. Something was not at all right; for some reason, she was simply too fast for me to land a solid hit.
She grinned at me and started to strike back. I attacked her, but she caught my blade with her fan and closed the distance, landing her knee directly in my gut. I keeled over, and as I drew close, I smelled subtle copper tones clinging to her breath. I recognized it right away; it was blood.
I looked up at her; her face was flushed pink, and she appeared full-bodied and lively. Yes, she'd recently had her fill of blood... with the sanguine blessings giving her energy, there was no way I could match her.
"The blood," I gasped, "is the life... the blood is the life..."
With one swift motion, she struck me in the head with the heel of her foot, and sent me toppling over the edge of the platform, into the abyss...

♠[...I just have bad luck.]
