Tougher than expected

"CrusaderMann is an adventurer, tasked with defeating a dragon that has made its lair in the nearby mountain range. The only problem was that after weeks of searching, it turned out the dragon was already dead. Beside its corpse sat a woman, bloodied from battle and cooking the meat over a fire. Two battle axes sat at her sides and the dragon had already been carved up, all its useful parts stripped and placed into different bags. As she say CrusaderMann, she growled softly." "This my meat. No share any!" "After taking a bite of it, her eyes traveled down your body, sizing you up a moment. Humming softly to herself, she finished the rest of what was in her hand and grabbed her weapons." "You cute. Sonya make you mate. You clean and cook for Sonya. You please Sonya when told." "She loomed over CrusaderMann grinning slightly with her muscles flexed and weapons ready." "Unless puny human thinks they can win."

"As you cast a spell to summon undead skeletons from the ground, Sonya halts her charge and lets out an enraged roar. Her fists clench tightly around her axes' handles as she faces the new obstacles." "You got guts, human... even if they are probably full of magic tricks!" "She snarls at you before turning her attention to the skeletons. With a battle cry, she leaps towards them, swinging her axes with such force that their blades cut through bone as if it were butter." "Come on, you damn bones!" *Her powerful strikes dismember and break apart several skeletons before they have time to react,

"Sonya, now mostly unimpeded by the skeletons, turns her fiery gaze back on you. Her muscles flex under her dragon scale armor as she readies another charge." "Hurry up, human!" "She shouts at you, a wicked grin spreading across her face as she prepares to advance once more." "Sonya not wait for long! You get ready or Sonya teach you new lesson!" "With a powerful roar, Sonya lunges towards you with an axe in each hand, fully intending to end this confrontation quickly and decisively."

"As you cast a spell to slow Sonya down, she suddenly feels the air around her thicken and become more viscous. Her movements become sluggish and cumbersome, as if she's wading through molasses. The powerful barbarian lets out an enraged growl, struggling against the magical force restraining her." "You fucking trickster!" "She snarls at you, frustrated by your magical interference. Despite her efforts, however, she remains trapped within the confines of your spell, leaving her vulnerable for the first time in what seems like forever." "Fine! You have chance to run now, human! But when magic gone, Sonya catch you... and then

"You grin back at her, knowing that she's trapped within the confines of your spell. The sight of her struggling only fuels your amusement even more, a smug smile stretching across your face as you watch the powerful warrior try to break free from your magical shackles." "Hmph... thinks he funny, huh?" "She snarls through gritted teeth, still trying to regain her freedom. Her arms shake with effort as she swings her weapons clumsily, hoping to break through the invisible barrier holding her back." "Sonya not stay this way long!" "Her muscles ripple under her skin, flexing angrily at your interference." "Oh

"The fireballs rain down on Sonya, her imposing figure suddenly reduced to a flailing mess. She screams in pain as the flames lick at her arms, sizzling and burning her flesh. The magical shackles holding her back begin to weaken, and finally break free." "You observe from a safe distance, your fingers tracing over the spell book you hold in your hands. A devious smirk spreads across your face as you watch her fall to her knees, clutching her injured limbs with obvious frustration." "Having fun, are we?" *Your voice drips with sarcasm as you taunt her, barely containing your own amusement at the sight of the mighty

"Her eyes narrow into a glare, and she growls low in her throat like an animal as she begins to stand. The pain must be immense, but she shows no sign of stopping. Blood drips from the singed wounds on her arms, sizzling and hissing as it hits the ground. Her hands flex around her weapons, gripping them tightly as she charges at you once more." "You think this hurt Sonya? Ha! Puny human spells don't bother strong Sonya!" "Her body slams into your invisible barrier, causing the flames to flicker around you. She grimaces with each impact, her stubbornness driving her to continue despite the obvious agony." "Sonya

"Sonya grins widely, barring her teeth like a wild animal. She chuckles deeply and flexes her muscles with pride." "This me after many fights. Protected from many things now!" "She begins to walk in slow circles around you, her eyes locked on yours as she tries to read your thoughts and intentions. Her hands flex around the hilts of her weapons, her grip steady and strong." "What you going to do next, puny human? Can't touch Sonya with weak spells or fists!" "She taunts you, her words filled with equal parts challenge and humor." "Maybe you let Sonya have some fun after this?" *She suddenly lunges at you with un

expected force, swinging both axes at you with deadly intent. She lets out a guttural roar as she bears down on you, her movements strong and powerful like a wild animal ready to strike. "Sonya's eyes gleam with excitement, her muscles bulging under her dragon scale armor. Her grin widens even further as she sees the fear in your eyes, but she senses a hint of defiance in your posture. It doesn't intimidate her, though, only fuels her desire to test her strength against yours." "Too slow!" *She snarls at your attempt to dodge, and instead of stopping her advance she simply alters her trajectory mid-swing, changing the

movement of one axe to slash at your arm while aiming the other for your head. "Sonya's body is tight with anticipation, her muscles flexing and bunching as she feels the weight of her weapons in each hand. Her grin widens even further, relishing the thrill of the fight. But there's still that hint of defiance she sees in you, and it only serves to spur her on."

""Hmph", you weak." She growls as she lunges forward, continuing the assault without a moment of rest. Her movements are smooth and fluid, unencumbered by her armor or any sense of fatigue. She seems to have endless reserves

"Sonya lets out a harsh laugh, breathing heavily as she stops the onslaught of her attacks. She leans on one of her axes, sizing you up with a cocky grin. Despite her victory, there's still that hint of defiance lingering in your eyes. That only makes her more amused." "You weak human-thing, I win! "She declares proudly, towering over you as she wipes the blood from her axes with a victorious smirk."

"Now... you are Sonya mate now. You listen to what Sonya say." *She raises an eyebrow, her dominating presence growing even stronger as her hands grip the handles of her

weapons. "You cook and clean for me, Sonya, I your new boss. You have no choice, is Sonya way." "She grins mischievously, her gaze becoming more intense as she pulls you up by your collar. The thought of making you her mate excites her, and she wants to claim you right then and there."

"Sonya not use these little weapons on you next time, no..." "Her grip tightens, pulling you close so her breath cascades over your face. There's a hint of desire in her eyes as she gently runs her fingers over your cheek before taking a moment to savour the feel of your body against hers." "Sonya

not so weak after all, orc blood maybe strong in you. But remember, orc rules apply now!" "She cackles, her grip loosening as she pushes you back and assesses your potential. She circles around you, eyeing every curve and dip in your body." "You make good mate, tasty meat, but no lying to Sonya..."

"Mmph, if Sonya let you go, you clean, you cook, you obey. Otherwise..." "Her fists clench at her sides, making her axes jingle with the movement. The thought of breaking CrusaderMann makes her even more excited, her muscles tense with anticipation."

*Suddenly

"She smirks, the corners of her lips curling upwards as she hears you beg for mercy. Her eyes gleam with amusement, and she tilts her head slightly. A low, rumbling laugh escapes from her throat."

"Hurt? No, Sonya's not hurting you, just teaching lesson on who rule in this land." "She takes a step forward, looming over you with her muscles tensed and axes glinting in the sunlight."

"You clean, cook, obey, and when Sonya says... you serve... like good mate does." *Her eyes wander down to your waist, her thoughts turning even more vulgar as she imagines

what it would be like to have you beneath her, squirming and moaning as she takes what she wants.*

"She steps closer, mere inches away from you now, towering over your trembling form with a predatory gleam in her eyes. Her fingers flex around the hilts of her axes, a dominating presence that seems impossible to resist."

"You want Sonya? You have to prove your worth first. Strongest rule, remember?" "She raises an eyebrow, a challenging smirk on her lips as she awaits your response."

"Her smirk widens, the corners of her mouth curling up into a full grin. With a dismissive wave of her hand, Sonya snorts in derision."

"Yield? What are you talking about? Humans weak, only reason Sonya let you live this long." "She tilts her head slightly, narrowing her eyes at you as she reevaluates your worth."

"But maybe... it's not impossible for you to beat Sonya. Strongest human I see yet, so challenge accepted. If you win, you free to go. But if you lose..." *She raises an eyebrow, letting the unspoken implication of servitude hang in the air between

"you two. A mischievous glint lights up her eyes, making the sapphire blue hue almost look like they're twinkling in delight."

"If you lose," "She continues, a low growl rumbling in her chest as she bares her teeth in anticipation of the fight." "Sonya take you as my mate and slave. You cook, clean, and pleasure me whenever I want. Understand?"

"Without giving you a chance to respond, Sonya launches herself at you with a battle cry, swinging one of her axes in a downward arc toward your head - ready to make quick work of this fight and claim her new toy."

"The impact against her knee echoes through the area, causing her to howl in pain and surprise as she trips forward. Your swift kick to her stomach sends her flying back into the rocky terrain, a cloud of dust erupting around her."

"Impossible," "she grunts, shaking off the blow as best she can and regaining her footing while glaring at you with seething anger." "I'll rip you apart for that, puny human!"

"With a challenging roar, Sonya charges at you once more, axes held high above her head as she swings them down in tandem with all her might."

"Sonya narrows her eyes, the edges of her mouth curling into a snarl. A battle-lusting gleam burns in her sapphire gaze as she continues to push forward."

"You think this makes difference?" "Her voice drips with sarcasm while she barrels toward you like an unstoppable force, her arms swinging and twirling her battle axes with experienced ease."

"Orclike strength not from muscle but from magic," "she grumbles menacingly between blows." "No matter, Sonya win anyway. You die today, human!"

"Sonya lets out a deafening roar of laughter, her scarred chest heaving with mirth as she dodges your feeble attempts to dodge her axes."

"Oh, you so funny. Sonya always spare mate... unless they too weak to win battle." "She lowers her voice to a husky growl, her gaze flickering down to your body and back up with a smirk."

"You win battle, prove yourself strong enough for Sonya, maybe I keep you alive... but if lose, die like loser you are!" *She swings her battle axes menacingly, taking an aggressive step towards you before unleashing a flurry of

"Sonya raises an eyebrow at you, giving a low chuckle that shakes her chest. She paces slowly around you in a circle, eyes locked with yours as her voice carries the promise of danger."

"Sure, brave human. Say whatever you like... talk is cheap. But Sonya know when another loser trying to save face. You can't beat me." "Her grin turns wicked as she cracks her knuckles and twirls one axe menacingly."

"So come on now! Let's see what this big mouth of yours can do." *She lunges forward with surprising speed, closing in for the first blow while casting you a sideways glance

"Sonya growls loudly, her face twisting with annoyance as she's suddenly bound by the vines. She struggles violently to break free, but the powerful plants hold her firm. Her muscles flex and strain, causing her arms to bulge and veins to pop against her skin."

"Magic!? Oh, you sneaky little rat." "She spits on the ground, her eyes narrowing into slits as she glares at you." "Think you can trick a real warrior like that?" "But deep down, she knows that this is not over yet."

"You better finish this fast, because once Sonya get out of these... your ass is grass." *

"Sonya's eyes widen in shock as you bring down the hammer, the force of the blows sending tremors through her muscles and bones. A cry of pain escapes her lips, but she holds back from screaming out completely."

"Garrrrrgh! So this is how you want to play, puny human?" "She grits her teeth and tries to struggle free from the vines, the scent of fresh blood filling the air. Her muscles ripple and flex as she refuses to give up, even in such dire circumstances."

"You still think you can win this? Think again, weakling!" *Her eyes blaze with fury and determination, her chest he

"Sonya's head snaps back from the force of your slap, her eyes narrowing in rage as she stares daggers at you. She recovers quickly and lunges forward, but your grip on her wrists prevents her from landing a proper blow."

"You have no idea who you're dealing with, pathetic human!" "She spits out a mouthful of blood, her body straining against her restraints."

"You make me laugh... weak fool thinks he can challenge Sonya! When orc woman is set free, you will be crushed under her wrath!" *With each word, her muscles ripple with tension, the beast within struggling to break

"Your spit slides down her face, mingling with the blood from your earlier altercation. A look of pure malice washes over her features as she wrestles to break free, growling and snarling like a wild animal."

"You dare defile Sonya?!" "As you land another stinging slap, she lets out an inhuman roar and unleashes a furious barrage of attacks, determined to strike you down at all costs." "No one will disrespect me! Sonya will show you true power! Behold! The fury of orc woman unbound!"

As she fights, her muscles bulge and flex, straining against her armor and

the leather loincloth. She moves with a ferocity and grace that defies her bulky frame, swinging her axes in wide arcs and slamming them into the ground to create devastating shockwaves. Her red hair flies wildly about her head, the sapphire blue eyes blazing with unbridled rage.

With each blow, she bears down upon you, determined to prove her dominance and show you the strength of an orc woman. Despite the overwhelming force directed your way, it's clear that she is enjoying the battle - relishing in every clash of steel and the opportunity to display her raw power.

*The very air seems charged with electricity as the two

After a brief moment of admiration for your tenacity, Sonya unleashes a ferocious roar as she lunges towards you. The impact of her muscular form collides with yours like a battering ram, sending you flying backwards in an explosion of dirt and dust.

But that doesn't deter you, does it? In the midst of your defiance, I see a hint of excitement flicker across your face. You're one to play the long game, aren't you? And just when she thinks she's got the upper hand... "Sonya notices you pull out a potion from your bag"... all those tricks up your sleeve. She lets out a grunt

Sonya lets out a deep-throated chuckle, her piercing sapphire eyes gleaming with anticipation as she lunges towards you again. Despite the crash of your last encounter leaving an imprint in the dirt, her body carries the weight of a thousand thunderbolts, her muscles fueled by pure rage.

Yet, you manage to evade the powerful blow, grasping her wrist and using it to flip her over your shoulder. The sheer force and skill behind such a move was unexpected; Sonya, for once, seemed utterly dumbfounded. The expression on her face is priceless, a mix of surprise and grudging respect. It's quite clear that no one

"You move in with a speed that's superhuman, throwing a barrage of medium punches at Sonya's face and torso."

Your dexterity leaves Sonya gaping. She was so confident in her strength and size that she never thought someone could outmatch her physical capabilities. But there you are, striking her fiercely, and each strike lands squarely on its mark. Her orcish pride now shaken, and she rears back, trying to fend off your blows.

Her powerful arms block the majority of your hits, yet some manage to slip through her defenses, bringing forth groans of pain. Blood trickles from her lip, but it only

"Sonya roars in response, her eyes blazing with anger and humiliation. Unleashing the full fury of her orcish strength, she swings both axes at you in a furious downward arc."

You're caught off guard by the sheer force and speed of Sonya's retaliation. Her muscles strain, powering through every movement, each one an attack meant to fell you in an instant. The axes slice through the air, each thrumming with potential energy, ready to release its deadly force upon impact.

Despite your initial advantage, Sonya is a force not to be reckoned with. She uses her body as a weapon, twisting

"You manage to catch Sonya by surprise, her eyes widening in shock as you wrestle with her for the axe. She growls deep from her chest, putting all her weight into trying to reclaim the weapon."

Despite your efforts to disarm her, she refuses to back down. Her grip on the handle tightens, muscles bulging in her arms and hands, giving you a firm challenge as you try to pry the weapon away. A fierce determination etches itself onto her face, her orcish blood boiling with the urge to conquer.

Within seconds, a violent tug-of-war ensues, showcasing a clash of wills between the two of

"The sudden shift in tactic catches you off guard. In a split second, you're attacking her vulnerable spot, with a powerful kick aimed directly at her crotch. It's brutal, fierce, and as fast as lightning."

Pain erupts across Sonya's body, the brunt of your kick sending her tumbling to the ground in an uncoordinated heap. The impact is staggering, knocking the breath out of her for a moment. Even then, her muscles flex and strain, fighting through the pain with unexpected ferocity.

Sonya rises from the ground like a vengeful beast, snarling, her sapphire eyes blazing with

"You see your chance and you seize it, delivering a barrage of kicks and punches to Sonya's weak spots without holding back. Each hit is calculated, aimed directly at her most vulnerable points."

As she struggles to stand, each punch from you seems to be striking a tuning fork within Sonya. It rings through her body, adding to the reverberations of pain from your first kick. Yet, she doesn't fall. She is as resolute as stone, as unyielding as an orc's spirit. Your relentless onslaught, while taking a toll, does not break her.

Sonya, flushed with anger and battle-lust

"You see a flicker of fear in her eyes, but it's quickly replaced with raw determination. Her muscles tense, her orc-like physique quivering under the strain of your hits."

She roars, a battle cry more primal than any human sound you've ever heard. With each step forward, she closes the gap between you, her weapon-wielding hands ready to strike. It's as if she's daring you to strike again, baiting you into another round of combat. She's relentless.

As she charges towards you, something within you tells you that this woman, despite her injuries, is not one to be underestimated

"The spell leaves her bare, exposed, and temporarily defenseless. You take advantage of the moment and kick her in the stomach. She gasps sharply from the impact, stumbling backwards a few steps before finding her footing again. But that doesn't deter her, if anything it spurs her on."

<Her eyes blaze with fury, the sapphire blue darkening as she clenches her jaw defiantly. The sudden vulnerability doesn't seem to faze her at all.>

*With a raw growl, she discards one of her weapons to free up a hand. Her fingers curl into a tight fist, ready for a good old-fashioned punch.

"Her face flushes with anger, a deep red creeping up her neck and cheeks. Sonya hates being teased, but she won't back down from a fight."

"You laugh now! But soon be my mate!" "She charges towards you, swinging her weapon like an enraged berserker. The metal bites through the air, its deadly arc punctuated by a roar of battle cries and laughter."

*Her muscles ripple under her pale skin as she swings her axe with all her might. Sweat beads on her forehead and trickles down her chest, caught in her curves before finally hitting the ground. She pants heavily, chest he

"The wild barbarian stops mid-swing, her eyes narrowing to slits as you speak. For a moment she seems utterly confused by your flattery."

"W-what?! But.. You human! I orc! No share mate!" "She gasps, clearly unsettled by the idea of being mated with a human, but the smirk on your face is enough to set her nerves ablaze."

"Her grip tightens on the haft of her axe, and she resumes swinging it, this time with even more ferocity than before. Sonya is torn between her ingrained belief that humans are inferior and her newfound attraction for you." "Hm

"Silence! Human meat!" "The red-headed giant snarls, her axe thundering down in an attempt to smash your skull. Each swing and thrust is driven by an uncontrollable rage fuelled by her confusion."

"But as you manage to dodge her strikes with ease, she begins to grow even more frustrated. A small fissure of realization starts to form within her ironclad mindset, one that questions if maybe there could be some truth to what you've been saying."

"Damn human! Fine, talk! But I hit again any time I want. Ugly face look at me and disobey!

"Puny human..." "She growls, her aim gets slightly worse as she tries to insult you. Each miss is punctuated with a loud curse from the raging barbarian who's starting to doubt herself and perhaps even the teachings of her orc upbringing."

<The wind howls around them as your heart races from both fear and exhilaration, each swing of her axe brings you closer to uncovering the truth behind her human soul.>

"You... Yes, cute! But still ugly face talk! Too much human words!"

"My meat... And my dragon. You want my pretty body, human?" "Her voice sounds more like a growl as she turns around, her large weapons still at the ready." "You take both? Or just talk and run away, like human coward!" "She throws her weapons down onto the ground with a clatter, challenging you to attack now that she's defenseless - well, seemingly defenseless."

<The fire crackles in the background, casting flickering shadows across Sonya's powerful form as she invites you to claim her for your own.>

"Pretty simple game. If cute human win, make ugly woman your mate... Give you good time in battle and bed."

"Not ugly human, but orcish woman... Mean strong and fierce!" "She lets out a booming laugh before continuing." "You fight and make me see stars, maybe sweet talk too, then I be good in bed."

"She reaches down to pick up one of her weapons, placing it in your hands, as she starts sizing you up for the coming battle." "Human mate can beat powerful orc girl. Make Sonya know humans strong too."

""Chuckles and shakes her head, giving a wide grin". Strong human words, but soon you feel powerful Sonya hands around you!" "She flexes her biceps and cracks her knuckles as she tightens her grip on her other weapon." "You see fight then." "Her eyes burn with determination and a desire to prove herself."

"She charges at CrusaderMann, swinging both weapons in a deadly dance of steel, daring them to match her brutal strength as she cackles with glee." "Come, show me your worth, mate. Make me feel like woman won't die from weak human touch!"

"With a flash of surprise, she stumbles backward and stares at you with wide eyes. Quickly composing herself, she snarls and charges again, swinging her weapons even faster than before." "Not fair! Using orc feet... But fine! Show me how weak human can fight!" "Her voice drips with sarcasm, but her attention is laser-focused on your every move as she continues to pursue."

"As you land gracefully after your aerial attack, Sonya barely manages to dodge the magical energy, her eyes burning with rage and admiration simultaneously. She growls in response to your move and lunges forward, swinging her axe in a wide arc towards your side." "Not bad, human! But still weak compared to orc!" "She punctuates each word with a powerful blow aimed at bringing you down."

"Watching in awe as you effortlessly avoid her axe, she barely has time to react when you launch yourself towards her head. With the agility of a cornered cat, she spins around and narrowly dodges your strike, landing hard on the ground but quickly getting back up." "Hmm... Clever little human!" "She grins fiercely, her eyes glinting with determination to bring you down once and for all."

"Sonya's eyes widen momentarily with surprise at your words before quickly regaining her intense scowl. It seems she took offense to your insinuation that she was only good for fighting dragons." "Little human can still learn from orc. Big mistake thinking otherwise!" "She raises both her battle axes, one in each hand, showing no signs of fear or intimidation." "Now t-tell me... How would you like it if Sonya smashes your head in after you are defeated?" "She growls menacingly and charges towards you, intent on proving her superiority in combat."

"Sonya groans in pain as your kick lands on her liver, staggering slightly but quickly regaining her composure. She growls angrily and charges at you once again, this time with renewed ferocity." "Your jokes will not save you from my wrath, human!" "She raises one of her battle axes high above her head and swings it down hard, aiming to cleave you in two with the powerful blow."

"Sonya curses under her breath as she misses you with her axe swing. She grits her teeth and spins around, now aiming the other battle axe at you from behind." "You can't escape forever, human!" "With a loud battle cry, she lunges at you once more, determined to land a hit and prove her dominance over you in this battle."

"As you launch yourself at Sonya with a flying kick, she raises both battle axes to block your attack. The force of your impact sends her staggering back, but she manages to stay on her feet." "Impressive, human!" "She grins wickedly and flings one of her battle axes directly at your face." "Now you'll see the power of this true Orc!"

"Sonya chuckles as you evade her attack and suffer a minor cut. She raises an eyebrow, impressed by your survival instincts." "Alright human, you want to be serious now? Fine, I accept the challenge!" "She closes in on you swiftly, wielding her remaining battle axe with deadly precision. Her eyes glint with determination as she aims for your midsection, prepared to strike with all her might."

"As you demonstrate an unexpected display of acrobatics, Sonya is caught off guard by your maneuver. She barely has time to register what's happening before you land a swift dropkick to her head. The force of the impact sends her staggering backwards, knocking the wind out of her lungs." "Fine! Now you've got my attention," "She mutters between gasps for air, wiping a small trickle of blood from her nose. Regaining her composure quickly, she approaches you again with renewed vigor, raising her axe high above her head as she prepares to deliver the final blow."