Maze of Blood

Part 3

They jumped away from each other, both sliding across the floor and using their hands to steady themselves on the concrete. Red eyes met green. They were panting – heavily – both exhausted from fighting and only landing minor blows, never actually inflicting much damage. She wiped her mouth. Apophis broke eye-contact first, letting his gaze wander down to focus on her weapon – the bloodstained silver knife that lay in her right hand.

'Why isn't she using magic?' Questions rushed through Apophis's mind. 'She is a mage, right? Stupid, of course she is! So why then…?' He grinned. 'Oh, I see'.

Lifting his hand off the floor, Apophis slowly rose from his crouch and stood at his full height. Minor cuts littered his body and his coat was ripped – but, apart from that, he was perfectly fine. The same went for his opponent. Apart from some small bite marks – courtesy of his precious snakes – she was in tip-top condition. Apophis snapped his head up and looked at the girl, his reptilian eyes narrowed slightly. He started to walk slowly towards her.

"I've been wondering," He mused, his eyesight never leaving the navy haired girl. "Why, in this whole battle, you've never used your magic." He paused. "But then I realised. It's because you can't, isn't it?" The girl's jaw clenched. "You can only use one move at a time, am I right? Like a celestial spirit, they can only summon one spirit at a time, depending on their magic. That rule applies to you too, doesn't it?"

She smirked.

"Well done. You're good."

He stopped walking, now only a few feet away.

"But not good enough." The girl looked confused. "I don't know what you're using your magic on. Is it somewhere else entirely, or have you set a trap for me?"

She chuckled.

"Interesting. And what would you do if I had set a trap?"

"Kill you."

Both girls charged at each other, ready for the fight of their lives – literally. They both knew only one of them would come out of this alive. Fuyuka watched her opponent move, noting the bite mark on her arm. She was going to take advantage of that. She watched as the girls free hand twitched at her side. What was she doing? But it didn't really matter at that point, although Fuyuka hated the fact, the truth was, she was ready to kill.

She moved her hands in the air quickly, making shaped with her fingers. She felt the air around her tense and fall completely under her control. Perfect.

"I'm sorry…" She whispered. "Wind Magic: Blades!"

Her opponents eyes widened and she screamed in pain as a million invisible blades cut at her skin, letting blood trickle down the tanned surface. She cursed and jumped backwards a few times, her body doubled over and she looked up at Fuyuka with one eye. The other was closed and there was a thin graze leading from her eyebrow to her bottom eyelashes.

Then, she smirked.

Fuyuka's eyes went wide. Why was she smirking? She just got slashed by wind for God's sake!

"That's a good move." The girl croaked. Fuyuka gritted her teeth. "But, it also gave me the chance to do something…"

Fuyuka sharply turned her head as she heard fast footsteps behind her. There was a haze of red and black and then Fuyuka was thrown backwards, her back colliding with the floor as she slid along the surface. There was something hot on her cheek and she reached up to feel the burn. She flicked her hazel gaze over to her new opponent.

The girl had black hair and red eyes. Her top was a deep crimson and her skirt was made out of what seemed to be flames.

'Is this her partner in the game?' Fuyuka asked herself, climbing to her feet and readying her hands to use another attack. 'No. I feel something different from her."

"Meet my spirit, Kikabe."

Spirit? But, Fuyuka didn't see her use any keys. Maybe she uses a different way of summoning? Her mind instantly flashed back to the twitching of the girl's hands at her side. Damn, she should've paid more attention to that, she should know better than to ignore her opponent's movements!

"I see." Fuyuka stood up tall. "So I'll have to beat you first."

His arm was pointed directly at her. Then, with a sudden burst, a black and green snake shot from his arms, heading straight for her face. She rolled to the side and jumped to her feet, readying her knife. He wasn't going to get her with that type of flimsy attack.

"What!" She felt something sharp grip hold of her leg and looked down to see another snake halfway out of the ground, it's fangs sunk deep into the flesh of her leg. "I see… Smart…"

With a quick stroke of her knife, she sent the reptile to the ground, blood pouring from the wound on its neck. But she barely had time to do that as another snake came hurtling towards her, sending her tumbling to the ground to dodge and leaving herself vulnerable.

"Damn…" She cursed. Had he been going easy on her this whole time?

With a quick 'tch', she placed the hilt of the knife in her mouth and bit down hard. Then, she placed hand on the concrete ground and back flipped away from her opponent. This was going to be harder than expected, especially without her powers. As soon as she landed, pain shot through her leg and she toppled, using her non-wounded knee as support as she clenched her fingers around the painful gash on her ankle.

But, a silly wound like that wasn't going to stop her, not when she was fighting for her life. As soon as the man began to approach, she quickly jumped into the air and backwards, getting further down the path she had been heading down earlier. She pulled her knife from her mouth and charged, going for the full frontal approach.

He smirked.

"That's not going to work on me, girlie"

This time, she smirked.

"Oh really." Her eyes darkened. "Because guess what?" She paused. "I just got my magic back!"

Please, tell me what you think! This is my first time writing a fight scene and I realise it's not all that great, I'm Sorry!

See you soon!