13. the mate and the cat

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You narrowly dodged the blade that swung by you, missing your throat by a hair.

Fuck.

You heard the terrifying 'thwack' of it hitting the arena wall, she's ready to kill me.

Byul's eyes were empty, void of emotion, killing you wasn't an act of rage or jealousy, it was an order. Somehow that made it even more infuriating. Her raven bob danced in front of her face as she continued to move around, trying to find your blind spot. She was far... but close... too close... You couldn't get a good shot at her from your bow, not with the lukewarm distance between the two of you.

I need to get closer to her, I need to either shoot her or stab her, you tightened the grip on your bow, that's the only way I'll survive.

Byul chased you with the blades that never ran out, it seemed as though she had an endless supply attached to her slim body. Her boots clicked with every step she took as if she was warning you that death was near. You felt one of her blades slicing your knee as you failed to dodge it, you hissed at the feeling of blood slowly dripping down your exposed calf.

Th crowd roared in excitement, you looked around for Jungkook, when your eyes met...he looked away.

Of course.

You almost laughed, it's his powerful and beautiful fiance... against a human. Who would keep looking?

Next to him was Taehyung, he looked... majestic. His dirty Earth clothes were replaced by a white tunic and smart slacks. His hair had crystals braided into it, glittering in the deafening sunlight. Yet, he looked sick and worried, you nodded at Taehyung, turning away before he could have the chance to nod back.

I have to live.

I have to survive.

Byul didn't take her eyes off you, taking a blade and once again aiming it towards you, using your distracted mind to her advantage. It took you a second before you felt the pain of it piercing your stomach, you looked up at her as she looked away from you.

Why didn't she kill me? I was open, instead of aiming for my throat, why my stomach?

Remembering Yoongi's teachings, you left the blade in, earning a small nod and smile from Byul, what? You tried your best to ignore the pain as it tore you from the inside, trying ignore the smell of blood and the feeling of it slowly tricking down your abdomen inside of your clothes.

There were no words exchanged between the two of you, you ran towards her, sending your bow slightly behind you in a form that would look obvious to her that you were shooting. You felt her move closer, an attempt to dodge the long shot that you seemed to be trying to accomplish. Your body screamed as the blade dug deeper inside of you, you clenched your jaw tightly in an attempt to ignore it. You got closer to her, taking the blade hidden in the neck of your bow to stab her as your body continued to scream.

You heard her audibly gasp when she caught the glint of the silver blade, her eyes widened in obvious fear. A feeling of guilt exploded in the pits of your stomach as you dug the blade towards her. But she stopped you. Gripping your wrist before you dug the blade into her leather-covered skin, she offered a small but tired smile, her honey colored eyes glowing. What?!  The crowd around you went silent as the two of your struggled, you tried using all your strength to drive the blade into her, she was trying the opposite but the smile never fell from her honey-colored eyes.

She was taller and much stronger than you, you wouldn't be able to defeat this fight of strength.

"whatever seems to be a 'weakness' for you when fighting a 'stronger' opponent, use it to your advantage."

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