Leyland Adventures

What Is Victory Without Pain?

Leyland Adventures Chapter Four: Part Three

An obese, short male fairy entered the field. Dressed in an elastic gingerbread-colored sweatsuit, flabs of his brown skin poked through the shirt. An enormous, beaver-like bucktooth gleamed alongside the tip of his curved, coal-black claws.

An earthquake of cheers was heard as he waved. Walking towards Tysashi, the plumb fighter reached for his hand. 

"Here's to a good battle!" 

He paused before smirking. Once their palms touched, G.D gave a suffocating grasp before lobbing Tysashi like a basketball. Drilling into the surface, vibrations scattered as the ground rocked, making it arduous to determine where G.D was. Jagged stalagmites sprouted from below; the tips just barely touching his clothing. He abruptly erupted from the ground, throwing his fist. The soil spilt in half as Tysashi's back collided below the sturdy border where Aradressa sat. She howled his name with straight eyes. He swore everything was fine as their eyes exchanged stares. Before she could reply, he had already left. 

Eyeing the teenage boy curve around the stalagmites, an army of rocks glued themselves to his spherical body. Like a hockey puck, he slid across the field at lightning speeds. Charging towards the animate boulder, Tysashi sent a mighty fist flying through the center, forcing his opponent out of his armor. Elevating his jellylike face from the dirt, a leaping fist came into view. The bucktooth shimmered as he stabbed it barbarically into Tysashi's wrist. Echoing roars of a dinosaur escaped his mouth simultaneously as the blood-ridden hand dropped down.

Swarmed by tenebrous emotions, Aradressa bolted to the restroom with her hair flying in the wind. Sighing, her mother followed with a motionless face. 

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"Darling, you've seen dreadful bloodshed such as this before. Tysashi is plagued by excruciating discomfort at the moment; it bothers me as well. Just breathe and enter a state of tranquility."

Her breathing stabilized tardily, eventually her pillow-like cheeks cooled.

"I recognize that. I apologize." 

"There's nothing to feel apologetic about; you're simply overwhelmed. Though, you need to get a hold of your emotions, a queen does not cry in these unfortunate circumstances. We can only pray." She gradually carried her hand through Aradressa's shaken hair. 

"I just... want to fly out there and embrace him."

"You can once he victoriously triumphs," she whispered. 

Marissa brushed her sleek hand on Aradressa's plumb cheek, running her fingers downwards. Their eyes were held captive in a gazing manner. The queen's tender smile froze her daughter until she returned that smile. 

"I'm ready to return, mother."

"Good."

Once the radiant sun flashed in their eyes, G.D was being escorted out the area. Blood spilled from the vast opening through his chest. The bucktooth was absent from his mouth, and this only meant one thing.

"T- Tysashi." She murmured. He swayed both arms in the mild air with a bright grin, receiving praise. No extra injuries were added to his body. 

The current, undefeated champion emerged from the shadows, steadily marching forward. His brawny build paired well with the shining, golden armor accompanying him. His emerald eyes encountered Tysashi's seemingly emasculated physique. Placing the diamond sword to the side, he spoke with the audience screaming his name.