A thousand years

Fight continues

TW:swearing,blood,injury, fighting(if there is any thing I missed. Tell me)

Y/n pov:
     I was hearing sapnap count down
"4"
"5"
"6"
"7"
"8"
"9"

"10"
"GO"

   We clash our swords together, both of pushing with all our strength. I push up my sword making clay lose his grip in sword, which his sword flys off to the side. I bring the tip of the sword near clay's neck, I chuckle and smirk. "Losing already?" I say boosting my ego to the top most level it can go. He scoffs and grins at me, "I think so?" He says making me confused. He wouldn't say that. What is he planning on?. I don't let my guard down and lightly press the sword against his neck making a bead of bleed seep thru. "What the hell are you talking about?" I say.

   "You shouldn't have given me chance to stand on my legs, y/n" he grinning. Then he brings his hand to the sword clutching it drawing blood from his palm. I could my sword,he a had tight grip on it. He laughs and pulls the sword out of my hand and throws it to the side. I clutched a fists tightly together for a bare hand fight. He swoops in, trying to punch my face. I crouch to doge the punch and then I rise my fist from below his chin, to upper cut him. It works, he stumbles back. I see him bleed, his mouth all bloody.

    I smirk that I did this to him and that I avenged George. I see clay even more furious than before, he launches himself toward  me. He punches my stomach real hard, I go back a few steps and cough up some blood. Then he punches me a second time while I was trying to regain my stability. He punches my face,leaving a cut on my cheek. I didn't want to lose to this mother fucker. So I act weaken and tired out to attack. He just blindly falls into my act and make to throw punch at my face, letting his guard down. I use this as an opportunity and grab his fist while I put my head down. I start laughing at his confusion, I look up to see clay's eyes pure in shock.

    "You shouldn't have underestimated me, y'know" I say tilling my head as my grin widens. Before he can react, I twist his hand making him grunt in pain. Then I use my free hand to punch his face over and over. He use his free hand, grasping my hand which was hitting him. He launches his head toward me, hitting me by his forehead. Making me light headed, I stumbled back. Before I knew it there was an other punch on my face. I couldn't give up now, I was so close to making him lose. I stable myself and think what are his weaknesses. Then it clicked, he uses his left hand which has much force than the other.

    I aimed for his left hand, trying to injure it as much as possible. I see a sword right behind me, so I roll Back grabbing it. My left leg was my knee and my right leg was on my feet. Gripped my sword as tight as possible, I swing my sword towards his left hand leaving a massive cut. He let a little scream in pain, his other hand clutching his left hand. I took this opportunity to lunge myself at him, knocking him down. He fell down knocking the air out of him, I straddle him. My both legs either side of his waist. I use two of my arms which is holding the sword. I let anger rise in me. No, I wasn't angry on clay. I was angry on things that happened the past few years. I pull the sword to highest level as possible and push the sword back as much force I can give.

   There gasping surround me and I get up from clay who lays motionless.
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Dream pov:
  I lay there motionless as y/n got up. She plunged her sword near my face onto the ground. I was astonished by her strength. I saw nick coming up to me as y/n walks to the bench sitting there drinking water. Now I know why I have fallen for this women. "I told you that y/n would win!" Nick says hovering beside me. I didn't respond, how could she win this fight with less injuries. I get up clutching my left arm in pain, I walk near the bench where y/n is sitting. She seems super tired from the fight. George comes to me with first aid kit "Are you ok? Dream" George asks me worry on his face. I still don't respond, then I feel soft hand placed on my shoulder. I turn to see who was it, you guessed it. It's y/n