You've recovered from your match with Mordred and are back in the simulation room. Da Vinci told you that your next opponent was coming soon. You wonder who it is, expecting any number of physical servants. You're in a wrestling ring with sand instead of a mat, so perhaps a desert servant? Though, it could be a beach servant too.

To your surprise, Nitocris enters the room. She's wearing a bikini that shows off a degree of her butt. You blush at the sight of it and realize that Nitocris has a slight blush too.

"M…My…mmm…" she stutters.

You ask, "What is it?"

"It's time to wrestle, my ally!" Nitocris declares, forcing herself to speak. "I will show you the might of Egypt!"

"Okay, but you're a Caster. Why would you want to wrestle me?" you ask.

She says, "Ozymandias said it would be a good way for us to get to tou…never mind that! Just fight me! No holding back! If you can knock me out, pin me for 3 seconds, or make me submit, you win. But if I do that to you, I win!"

Nitocris charges you, catching you off guard and tackling you to the ground. You blush as she sits on your chest while getting you in a leg lock. A hint of pain washes through you as she pulls up hard.

With a great shove, you force your leg out of Nitocris' hold and onto the ground. You then push Nitocris' body to the side while swinging your body around. This frees you from her hold. The two of you stand up as fast as you can.

You and Nitocris lunge at each other. Your hands wrap around her arms while her hands wrap around your arms. You both pull, your faces getting a bit too close. Nitocris' blush increases as does your own. Suddenly, your hold gets slippery from all the sweat you and Nitocris have been pouring.

"Ummm…" you try to break the awkwardness. "Where did you learn to wrestle like this?"

"Astrea gave me some lessons, but I'm still a beginner," Nitocris admits.

"That makes two of us. Let's get stronger together."

"Very well! I'll make sure you're a better wrestler by the end of this match!"

She sweeps her leg to try to tip you, but you lift your own leg up just in time to dodge. You then hook your arms under Nitocris' armpits, giving you control of the grapple. You push forward with a leg sweep of your own.

Nitocris falls to the ground with you on top of her. Her blush increases for just a moment at your positions, but that ends quickly. She tries to push you off of her. You fight for the pin, grabbing Nitocris' arms. You get her down and start the count.

"1…2…"

At the last moment, Nitocris bucks her hips up. You're flung off her. She gets up before you do and grabs your shoulders. You try to push her arms off; however, Nitocris gets you in a headlock. She squeezes tight, but you're able to push your chin down to stop her from choaking you.

"That was a clever move," Nitocris says. "But I have a few tricks of my own!"

She starts spinning around in a circle, carrying you with her. Then Nitocris lets go and sends you flying. Your back crashes into the corner of the ring. You slump to the ground. You're still able to fight, but Nitocris is going to get the next move.

She takes a deep breath and says, "My ally, I hope you enjoy this move!"

Your opponent charges you. She jumped into the air, turning in the process. Her butt slams into your face. You blush and sweat as Nitocris leaves it in position. Nitocris rubs her barely bikini-covered butt over your face before stopping right over your mouth and nose.

You can't breathe. Your body starts feeling faint. You try to push Nitocris away, but she won't budge. So, you try a different tactic. You push yourself down, using your sweaty face to slip out of her grasp.

You go between Nitocris' legs. She tries to grab you from behind, but you turn this to your advantage. You grab her face and throw her over your shoulder. Nitocris slams down onto the sand with a grunt of pain.

"Nitocris, I enjoyed your stinkface," you smile. "Why don't I return the favor?"

You sit on Nitocris' face while she's on the ground. She grabs your butt with her hands and starts pushing you up. You stay there as long as you can, but Nitocris eventually manages to push you off her. She stands up right away, breathing heavily. There's a massive blush on her face, but she's also smiling.

"That was a great move, my ally! But now, it's time to finish this match!" she declares.

Nitocris runs into the ropes behind her and bounces off them, charging at you with even greater speed. You duck low and grab onto her legs. She slams into your body hard; however, you're able to pick her up and lift her into the air.

You then jump up while moving Nitocris forward. You slam the space between Nitocris' legs right on your knee. Her entire body turns red from the blush.

She collapses backwards onto the ground. This isn't from pain but from embarrassment. Still, there's a smile on Nitocris' face. You lay down right over Nitocris, going for the pin.

"1…2…3. That's my win," You say.

Standing up, you extend your hand to help Nitocris up. She takes it and almost slips off from the sweat coming from her body. However, you manage to get a good hold and bring Nitocris to her feet.

"How embarrassing," she says. "For a pharaoh like me to lose and in such a manner too…"

You reply, "But did you like it?"

"I did, which just makes it worse! My ally, I must sentence you for the crime of defeating me at wrestling!"

You take a step back, preparing a command spell. You had no idea that Nitocris was such a sore loser. Just as you're about to use it, you hear her next words.

"My ally, you are sentenced to three rounds of cuddling with me! All in a private recreation room while we watch my favorite movies!"

You stop and smile, "I humbly accept your sentence, Nitocris."

"Good," she starts walking out, making sure you can see her butt. "My ally, I will make sure you're strong enough to do well in your next match! In exchange, make sure I get stronger too."

"It would be my pleasure," you follow her.