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It was hard for the queen to accept that she'd lost her first round in the tournament, her yearning to come out on top not able to match the fierce combat skill that came with her british attacker, but even now she was struggling, the feeling of hands pressing to her large breasts and squeezing down drawing a roar from her that made her snarl out easily. Her own hands slipping down her fellow loser's body, over that plump black rump and gripping along the leg to make a fast and hard pull that sent the Russian drake down onto her back and allowed Sumethil to climb over her, getting into a dominant perch while her fully trained military friend immediately worked at trying to push her off. The queen had to admit that her struggles with the fellow losers were fun in their own ways, giving her something to fight against between hosting the matches, but she was going to need to make sure that these girls didn't distract her from her duties here in this tournament.

The soft smile that rolled over the blue dragons face told the black drakess exactly what she needed to know in order to stop struggling, that their struggle was coming to an end and it was closing in on the time where the island queen would be announcing the next fighters for the tournament round. It was almost dusk, almost night fall, the sun half hanging in the sky and dropping fast towards the waves on the opposite side that it had risen on. The color of this was entirely different, the burnt sky from the lone hanging orb of fire left an amber tent to the air as it slowly worked to settle lower and lower, even the waves reflected this as it started to melt it's way through their horizon. As it set the queen stood, her hand reaching down to the russian fighter in order to give her an easy grin, a generous gesture to help her friend to her feet and a promise to continue their fight later after she had finished hosting the next match.

These girls here weren't monsters, at least not for the most part, and they knew when to stop fighting, especially when informed that the tournament was going to have to start its next round. Cermina wasn't one to prevent others from fighting, and despite feeling that she had Sumethil on the ropes, that didn't mean she couldn't pick up the fight again later once the new round was over. It was clear that there were only four girls left in the first round, only two could pass on to the second and that meant that the winners of the first round would need to start preparing themselves, start stretching and getting their tactics ready for their next fight. It would be different, though, those who won their matches in the first round would have the ability to know who they were going to be taking on due to having seen the other winners. They could prepare themselves for the upcoming fight by studying their opponent's last match through memory. A fight one can prepare for might as well be a war to those involved.

With the blue dragoness, the tournament host, brushed herself off in order to make her nude scales far more presentable the others turned to look at her, with the sun hanging low on the horizon it was once again time for these girls to be pitted against one another. The anticipation of the four remaining fighters looked to one another, scales shining, muscles tensing, creating a display to see who would fight them and who would be scared off. It was already too late to run, and while they gathered here to face one another down, only two would be entered into combat, leaving the remaining two to study their opponent all throughout the night, learn them, and then have the next day to take them on. When Sumethil stepped forward to make her announcement she smiled at the image of the four staring daggers at one another, all of them but one. The image of the white, and blue striped, dragoness with hip length raven hair stretching down the length of her body stood there in calm demeanor, the figure of her body was beautiful to say the least, but not overwhelming like some of the other dragonesses that had joined this tournament. With her standing there taking a step back from them it was the island queen's first instinct to make sure that this girl was put into a fight. Had she noticed her earlier then she would have taken on in the very first match.

As those who settled around her watched on they could see the blue dragoness already starting to leave their circle, heading towards a different direction deep in the forest. The paths of this island can take someone anywhere they want to go, this was never in doubt, and one of these lesser used paths would venture the girls through the thickness of the trees, deep into an area that none of them had noticed to venture to. They passed by the hard, rocky soil that made up the mountain area connected to the volcano, they passed through the thick jungle ground stiff with roots and packed with flourish, they continued until the ground began to grow softer, not loose like the beach had been, but the dirt about this area was soft like mud, each step taken left an easy footprint before the ground would solidify enough to be packed down for travel. And as the pathway opened up to the scene the image of the bog would show well in front of them. The perfect place for their next battle.

When Sumithel turned back to them her voice was already met with a deep smirk across her blue and yellow lips. Arms crossing over her large chest in order to speak to the girls that were already spreading out, climbing up on banks, on trees, on anything to keep them off of the ground itself. "Today's match will not take place at the edge of the beach, instead we've traveled to the other end of the island deep inland along the river. A land where the forests and water combine in a dark and dangerous area of mud, tree, and sea. This area of swampland being the perfect place to pit this sea dragoness, Hilla, to combat the towering giant anaconda known as Tina."

Those eyes rolled from one to the other knowing this was going to be more of a David and Goliath story more than the last one was. Tina had a reputation about her, a complete contrast from Hilla's known shyness, the snake was both strong, and demanding, known for belittling her opponents and being course with them throughout their fight. A brawler like few had ever seen, a bully in a way, rude, mean, and ready to show these other fighters what she could really do. So far Tina had seen many of the strongest fighters in this tournament and this meant that she had something to prove, she had to make them know that she was a person to be feared, and why she wasn't to ever be messed with. The white dragoness, on the other hand stared up at the anaconda, her strong body standing, but as she saw those eyes gazing down at her the wingless dragon could already feel herself shrinking away, trying to avoid that dominating glare. Hilla was known as a great fighter in her circles, but facing those who she didn't know was always a hard task to overcome and here she had to deal with an oppressive attitude on top of it. The others about knew that if the striped dragon wanted to take on the diamond spotted snake then she was going to need to steel herself up despite the size and muscle disadvantages that she already had.

As Hilla stepped out into the muck she could feel the water rise up to her knees, the mud already trying to claim her and her feet being forced to lift high in order to climb her way to a high enough ground that she could stand on. The white, wingless dragoness knew of the rules for swamps, stay close to trees, keep out of the water as much as possible, but where this island didn't have aggressive wildlife, mostly due to Summy not permitting any to exist here, she didn't have to worry about the second rule too much. The larger, heavy serpent seemed to be having a slightly harder time with them leading them both to realize that the fight was going to be slow and compact, where they couldn't fight just anywhere in the swamp, instead having to select certain areas to fight in, and keep themselves out of the mud enough not to sink down and be gone forever.

Already many of the people were wondering what Hilla was doing here, being a more shy person she didn't portray herself as being one of the stronger fighters in this place. Her display, even the stance that she was taking, gave away everything about herself, driving those watching to believe that not only did she not have the confidence in her own fighting style, but no confidence in herself either. Her stance had her lifting her guard just enough to protect her face, her legs were spread to give her more ground control, but way that she hunkered herself over behind her arms showed that she didn't know if she'd be able to fight a creature like this snake, someone who was strong, agile, clearly outmatching her in a number of categories and Tina could read that off of her like a picture book. That anaconda standing tall, flexing her muscles, even cracking her knuckles one after another with that smirk on her lips like someone had just given her a new punching bag for her birthday and she was about to test it out. Those watching had already decided the fate of this match, they could already see between the girls who was already claiming a victory in this fight, and this only drew the softly spoken questions as to why someone like Hilla was brought into the tournament to begin with, questions that their gracious host had not yet answered, allowing them to watch the fight in order to view how the results would be put forth.

"I'll have to thank Sumethil after this match," The diamond spotted serpent said with a deep and cold tone to her voice, "It's not everyday that someone hands me a sacrificial lamb."

That smirk rolled over Tina's lips, moving in easily, quickly, not even putting up a guard as she stomps her way over the marshland towards this girl. Already Hilla could feel her heart beating in her throat, the information that this serpent was her opponent for this evening was focused on the tip of her mind, not because she was scared, but because she knew she had to find that weak point to exploit. Hilla wasn't strong, she wasn't fast, she wasn't a lot of things. Her body showed a healthy layer of muscle, but even that was developed more from constant fighting and training. Her tactics weren't entirely physical, they were in large part designed to find holes in the enemy's defense and force the opponent to suffer for it.

When Tina moved up towards her, the sea dragoness could already tell that her anaconda opponent didn't have anything even remotely close to resembling a fighting stance about her. Those soft blue eyes turning up along the snake body, seeing her every curve of those green scales. The white dragon could see that overconfident grin that ran across her face, see that victory claiming smile, but Hilla wasn't going to make it as easy as that. The white creature quickly making a fast punch for the snake's stomach, without a defense up there wasn't much that Tina was going to be able to do in order to block it. It was unfortunate for the striped fighter that "blocking" wasn't what Tina had in mind. While Hilla could build strategies in her mind, so could most fighters and this snake was no exception. Rude, mean, a bully by nature, it was all a tactic, a way to discourage her opponents and when that punch came towards her this agile snake would sidestep, allowing those fists to pass straight by her abs. Hilla showed a look of surprise in this, the quick movement wasn't what she was expecting, but with that shock flooding over her she had forgotten to return to defense and while those snake limbs stayed in place that tail did not, aiming to slam hard against the length of the dragon's body, sending her hard backwards until a tree managed to stop her movement hard enough to shake the branches. The deep grunt from this dragoness proved that she had felt that blow full force.

With her back pressed to the tree, she'd soon feel her feet hit the ground once again, the force failing against gravity to keep her suspended and while her scaled back slid down the length of the tree, bark tearing free around her. Those talon-ed feet coming to connect to the ground softly to allow the blue striped dragoness to catch her balance. Those eyes lifting slowly only to see the strong and tall vision of the serpent already directly in front of her. Those green hands reaching out immediately, but rather than taking hold of the dragoness they would grip as much of the tree on either side of her that they could. Hilla turned her head to look at them both before looking up at Tina in near confusion. There wasn't time to be confused, though, not while that knee was coming up in order to impact her straight into the tree behind her once again. The force causing the tree to shake hard, branches, leaves, moving as the shockwave of the blows impacted through Hilla's white scaled body again and again forcing a deep grunting through the quickly wounded sea dragoness.

The brutality didn't last long by one's perspective while to the other that knee crushing against her stomach over and over again felt like it was going on forever. When it did end, the dragoness wasn't given a break, the hands sliding from the tree quickly gripped that beautiful black hair, taking a full handful of it and with a fast twist of that anaconda body Hilla found herself stumbling across the ground faster than her feet were able to keep up with, coming to land on the ground face down as her hands gripped at the soil. She could see herself in the reflection of the still water just below her face, a reflection that soon vanished when her head was forced down into the water. The weight of the taller scaled creature sitting on her back forcing her to stay in place as her tail, legs, and arms, whipped around, trying to find any grip or ground at all as the loose soil continued to move out of the way from Hilla's pushing hands pressed against it. Bubble rose in a foaming mess around her face, her head forced to stay down as long as that snake held her there, but in time she'd feel that hand go from pushing her head down to pull up on it, forcing the head to bend backwards as she coughed and gasped at the air, panting while she was brought eye to eye with her attacker.

"Is the poor little dragon finally starting to realize that she should never have come here?" The words raced down to that white dragoness, forced to watch those lips move as she was being mocked in this dominating position just before her face was forced back down into the mud and water, "This is the big leagues, Bitch!"

The call came from behind her, the sound of the dark laughter that filled Tina's voice even while she got off of Hilla's back and permitted her to rise up again. It would be so easy for her to hold Hilla down at this point and finger her into another loser slot, but the anaconda wasn't just here to win, she was here to make a point, a point that she was not going to screwed with in this tournament, and that she wasn't just looking to win over this match, but to win over the entire competition. If she had to show off her brutal skills against this smaller dragon then so be it, Tina wasn't about making others look bad just for the sake of showing off her skills and sometimes that meant letting them get up so that you can knock them down time and time again. And while she stood over that slowly rising white dragoness the soft smile on her lips displayed that nothing made this serpentess happier than to witness someone suffering at her feet.

The coughing and hacking dragoness slowly worked to lift herself from the ground, keeping her head hung low in hopes of trying to drain some of that water out of her that she'd been forced to swallow and maybe even inhale. This only meant that she wasn't able to look at Tina as the anaconda watched her trying to get up, waiting for the perfect moment for when that dragoness was on both hands and knees with her body just high enough that she could swing her leg in fast and land a hard and heavy blow straight into Hilla's stomach, the feeling of it forcing the dragoness to call out loudly, eyes clinched and her body once again dropping down with her face splashing in the water. Those arms wrapped around her stomach and her torso rolling her body to the side with a shivering course of pain running through her figure. Many of those watching on immediately demanded to be let into the fight in order to stop this, hating to witness the brutality that was coming out of this fight, but the blue hostess lifted her hand, stopping them with a growl and a regal stare. She knew how things looked, how Hilla's fight was going, but there was something they didn't know, and that was the faith that Sumethil had in this water dragoness, the fights she witnessed her being in, and with Hilla rolling away she'd climb to her feet again, the tree to her back once more and driving the snake to charge again at her.

With Tina racing in at her the white dragoness had to lift her guard again quickly, that fist moving in at impressive speed considering the size of the person it was attached to. As that fist pushed full force it was clear that Tina was aiming to punch straight through Hilla's guard, but in the last moment this sea dragon would push her forearms against the attacking arm, side-stepping to pull herself completely out of the path of the attacking anaconda who in turn felt her knuckles crash straight into the firm tree who's bark had already been removed the last time these two were here. The throbbing ache that rose down the length of her serpent hand forced the snake to grunt out deeply, pulling back her arm to craddle it for a second. She didn't think that she broke it, but there was no way she'd be attacking that hard again anytime soon and with the injured green scaley being reduced to one hand the white dragoness with blue stripes had all the advantage that she needed to make this diamond spotted bitch pay for her treatment earlier.

The other hand reached out quickly, the green fingers moving towards that black hair once more to try and grab hold of a hard tuft, but now that the snake was limited in how she could strike Hilla could tell where the strike was coming from long before it was launched. The white, smaller scaled creature made a fast dodge to the left, avoiding that darting hand and with the follow up of a fast swipe coming at her this shorter sea dragon ducked down, weaving under that grab and rising a fast pounding fist straight into the muscular abs of the serpentess. Tina's grab had failed to land and because of it her abs were now stinging with numbed pain that forced her to back off. This was Hilla's turn to lay down the strikes, though, her turn to be the predator, and she wasn't going to pass this up now, not after everything that the green diamond spotted bitch had done to her from the start of this match.

When Tina tried to gain distance her aggressor worked fast to close it, moving a swift and carefully placed kick straight to the inside of her knee. So far the match had taken place with higher strikes around the body, but when this kick went low the snake wasn't expecting it, her body coming down fast onto that knee with a hard splash down into the wet mud. That green hand even having to drop just to make sure that she didn't fall all of the way down, but this didn't mean that the white dragoness was done with her yet. With the powerful and mighty serpentess forced to hunker over the quick reflexes of the attacking dragon made a bold and fast movement. Her body jumping over the snake's form, hands wrapping around her sides upside down while she went to roll forcing Tina to roll with her and fall backwards. When the green, diamond detailed, back splashed down into the damp ground she'd grunt only to find legs wrapping around the front of her shoulders to pin her down in a nearly professional wrestling hold. A hold like this would normally be nothing for someone Tina's size to get out of, but her attention wasn't permitted to last on the pin, not when those arms spread her legs bringing that dragon's forked tongue directly into her hot and tight cunny. Already her hips worked to try and pull away, crying out deeply in the feeling of being taken so suddenly, but Hilla's arms had locked around those hips and any movement that Tina made the dragoness followed perfectly thanks to their attachment.

"Let go you bitch!" Called the loud snake, squirming, fighting, trying to get away as she was locked up on like a tight coat wrapped around her body. That tongue continued to torture her, working deep inside of the snake's body, tasting her walls, her tunnel, every single inch of her quickly dampening cunny. The sound of panting already raising into the air, the frustrated struggles of the snake trying to find any point at all to be able to attack while her arms were pulled back and her hips were locked up.

Teeth grinding, eyes clinched and already Tina could feel herself building up, her body starting to increase in the pleasure that was being forced into her. More and more those hips rocked, and soon even the snake realized that the thrusting of the tongue into her body was being worked in time with her own movements, while she had been struggling to get free her body had started to want more of what it was getting, wanting that tongue deeper, faster, against her inner walls and as that tongue was pulled free from her the panting serpentess finally relaxed, feeling that she was being given a moment to rest from that assault. There was no such luck for the snake, not while this dragoness had her in this way. The freeing of that tongue was only to wrap the forked tip around the snake clit, to pinch it on either side and force the shockwave of pleasure through Tina's needy body.

Her head leaned back, her body tensed immediately and with a loud scream she'd cry out into the air, "No.. No... NOOOOOOOOOooooo!!" Her body released it's fluids, pumping thick cream down over the chin and neck of the dragoness who spent a bit of time after the match just to clean it up a bit, tasting her, enjoying her, listening to her panting out at her with deep moans and defeated gasps.

With the match ending so immediately Hilla rolled the serpent body off of hers, lifting herself to her feet in order to plant her foot clearly on the large right breast of the snake, digging that mud and swamp filth into her green tit and grinding it in with a rotation of her heel. "You're my bitch now." She said firmly, deeply, glaring down at her with with one final lift up she'd step over the snake body, pressing that foot straight down into the soft tit to use it as a stepping stone as she moved back to the crowd who continued to hold their awed expression over the match.