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Death Dash '23

Part 4: The Main Event

By XP Author

A matter of time meant another two hours. The whole time, the single red dot remaining showed that Lyn was wandering around much of the island, likely looking for any others that were still alive. All the while, the green dot of Sonia stayed at the final zone. "Do you think she'll figure it out at some point soon?" Jake asked.

"Let's hope so." Mike responded, sounding a little bored. Even sped up, the view had been on the map for nearly ten minutes. "I think we figured out why this took so long. Once more, a thank you to AJX_Night for editing all of this down for us." Eventually, the red dot started to move to the final zone. As it got closer, the camera zoomed in once more. "Oh, about time."

The view shifted to a VERY bored Crimsonia sitting with her back against the fence, tossing little stones in no particular direction. When the raccoon finally emerged, she let out a sigh. "Oh, about time!"

"That's what I said!"

Lyn stepped closer, a big grin on her face. "Well, I wasn't sure how many people were left..." As she got closer, she jumped as the final red light turned green, all the others having been dimmed. "Oh... that's loud!"

"It's even louder when they turn off." Sonia stood up, brushing her legs off. "Right. Now what?" The door made a loud buzz and started to slide open. "Ah. That. Right." Once the door was open, she stepped in, Lyn following behind her. The raccoon still had the machete in her hand, and was keeping a safe distance from the squirrel.

Mike went into MC mode as the two stepped into the final arena. "This is the final arena. As per our usual, the final area is where all the surviving dashers will fight to the death! There are no special rules this year. Any weapons the dashers acquired during the dash itself are allowed, but there are no additional tools or weapons waiting for them in the arena. Lyn still has the machete she got after killing Juicetin. It seems Crimsonia no longer has the small knife she got after Wanda's... unfortunate mishap."

"I'm guessing once the door closes again, they are free to fight?" Jake asked.

"Correct, Timber. And there go the doors!" As the door shut again, there was another loud buzz.

Sonia immediately fell into a low combat stance, hands out in front of her, her tail twitching behind her. Lyn hopped a few times on her feet, keeping light. She also kept the machete in front of her. "C'mon, squeaker. I'm sure a lotta people are excited to see me cut you open. Let's see whatcha got!"

Trevor laughed. "I mean, she's not wrong."

"If you insist, trash panda." Sonia stepped forward fluidly, almost gliding across the grassy area as she got closer. Lyn swung the blade, more to keep her at a distance than to hit, and Sonia easily avoided it. Lyn was the first to make an actual attack, kicking out instead of swinging with the blade. Sonia again avoided the attack, scooting back a few inches so it hit nothing. She countered with her own kick, aimed high at Lyn's head, getting good distance with it. In an impressive dodge, the raccoon flipped backwards, showing her gymnastic prowess. "Huh. Nimble, huh?"

The raccoon smiled wide. "Gotta hit me to take me down." She moved close again to deliver an awkward punch. Guessing how the squirrel would move to dodge, she slashed with the blade, managing to catch Sonia's shoulder slightly. "First blood."

Sonia touched where she was cut, seeing the blood on her fingers. "Guess so. But it's last blood that matters." She got into a low stance again, flicking her fingers to beckon the woman to come. "You going to keep playing games, kid?"

"Kid!?" Lyn scowled, bouncing a few more times on her toes. "I'll show you kid!"

Iaisa giggled. "That's a bad idea. Don't get angry in a fight." The tiger took in a breath as she still slowly fingered herself. "Ah... but please, give us a show!"

The raccoon feinted forward several times, trying to throw off the squirrel. Each time, Sonia shifted or dodged, or simply stood still as she called the bluff. With another feint, Lyn played at making a swing at Sonia, only to pivot and swing the other direction. Instead of dodging, the squirrel moved forward, getting under the swing and behind her opponent. She wrapped her hand around the arm that held the machete while her leg wrapped around the raccoon's forward calf. In one swift motion, she yanked the blade free while shoving the girl and sweeping the leg all at once. The raccoon was sent crashing to the dirt while Sonia took a step back, now holding the machete. "Gotta keep a better grip." She twirled the blade expertly. "C'mon. Up you get. We're not done yet."

Lyn pounded the dirt, getting back to her feet and raising her hands, a snarl on her lips. She didn't wait for any more taunting or tease at an opening, but launched into a flurry of punches and grabs at the squirrel. Sonia did have to move to dodge most, blocking others. The difference in skill was plainly clear, however, as the squirrel was effortlessly deflecting the assault. With a slight flourish, she blocked one punch with the blade, slicing into Lyn's left bicep. The raccoon yelped, stepping back and grabbing the cut. It was not deep, but it clearly hurt a lot. "C'mon. Keep going. You're not bad, but you lack focus."

Lyn growled. "This isn't a training bout, you cunt!" She kicked out, only to have her thigh slashed at this time, making her shout in pain and stumble.

Sonia nodded. "I know. You're a terrible sparring partner for that." Trevor burst out laughing, and Jake could not help but chuckle with him.

Lyn launched into another assault, though one slightly off balance from the cut on her leg. She was rewarded with a cut across her other thigh. "Fuck!" She shouted, trying to grab Sonia's hair. The blade slashed across her right tit for her troubles, making her cry out again. "Ah... you... fucking cunt... stop toying with me!"

Sonia tilted her head. "You really want me to stop playing around?"

"Yes! Take this seriousl-" Her words were cut off as the hilt of the machete was bashed into her nose, blood bursting from it as it broke. The squirrel was upon her in an instant, landing solid punches to her belly, an elbow to her sternum, and a slash across her shoulder as she moved around behind her. When the raccoon tried to counter, her wrist was grabbed. Sonia yanked her arm out, bringing the machete down to slice through it just above the elbow. Lyn screamed in pain, stumbling away as she grabbed the stump where her arm had been, blood drooling from the wound.

Sonia dropped the severed limb, stepping towards the woman. Her taunting grin was gone, replaced by a cold, stony gaze. "You wanted me serious. You got it."

"Fuck! She's cold!" Trevor shouted.

The squirrel moved close and slashed again, this time cutting across Lyn's tits. Before the raccoon was even done stumbling back from this, Sonia was behind her, slashing down across the woman's back from shoulder to hip. Lyn screamed louder, stumbling forward and tumbling to the ground. She curled up, cradling the bleeding stump against her chest. Sonia pressed her foot against the woman's shoulder, shoving her onto her side. She flipped the machete over, jamming it down into the raccoon's right thigh, slicing right through and pinning it to the dirt.

Jake hissed. "Damn. That's gotta hurt."

Sonia was suddenly on the ground, wrapping her legs around the raccoon's head in a tight leg lock. She pressed herself close, the camera catching that the squirrel's pussy was right up against the raccoon's mouth, drooling all over her. "How about you give mommy a kiss before I end this, huh? Get a little treat before you die?" Whatever it was Lyn said was not heard, but it must have been some kind of insult. "No? Well. I offered." She twisted her hips slightly, enough that there was a muffled crack as Lyn's neck was snapped. The raccoon's body jerked, trembled for a few seconds, then went limp. Sonia didn't release her grip, but just started to rub herself against the girl's face. "I'm still getting off on you. You just won't get to enjoy it."

Mike spoke up. "Well! There you ha-" he was interrupted as Iaisa let out a loud moan. The tiger had her fingers buried in her pussy, which drooled all over as she came, splashing her juices onto her chair, her fingers, and the floor.

Trevor laughed. "Atta girl, Stripe!"

She let out a deep breath as the orgasm ebbed. "Ha... ah... s-sorry about that... Was just imagining my own head between those lovely thighs... I'd give that squirrel the licking she deserves!"

Mike cleared his throat. "Y-yes... well, as I was saying. There you have it. Our winner this year: Crimsonia! She will be receiving the prize money and is likely already enjoying her stay at Rathkin's amazing resort, Sanctus Isle!"

Iaisa leaned back in her seat, not doing anything to hide her messy slit from view as she panted to catch her breath. "Yeah... Maybe I'll swing by and say hi to her later. Give her that licking."

"Make sure to tell her to post the video if she ends up killing you, Stripe!" Trevor suggested. "I wouldn't want to miss that!" She just giggled in response. "Speaking of not missing things!" On-screen, the squirrel was moaning out her own orgasm as her juices splattered against Lyn's dead, bloody face. "Yeah! You earned that orgasm, bitch! God, I want to kill her so bad now! Just slice open that little neck and fuck her tight cunt! You know that tail's going to go nuts as she dies!"

Jake sighed. "Another girl I think would absolutely destroy you if you didn't get the drop on her. Even then..."

"Still a fun way to go, Bro!"

Mike spoke up, interrupting everyone once again. "WELL! That will be enough from us today! Death Dash 23 comes to a close! I would like to thank our commentators for their... very colorful contribution to this year's run. Monster_TBro, Timber_Wag, and the lovely Phantom_Stripe!"

Jake chuckled. "Sorry for Trev, Mike. Hope we weren't too bad."

"What do you mean by that!?" Trevor demanded.

Mike chuckled. "Well, it was certainly memorable. So, Phantom, I know you're probably planning to head to Sanctus Isle later to visit our winner. TBro and Timber, do either of you have anything coming up?"

Trevor grunted. "Not really the planning type. I just go for cute bitches when I see 'em. But I'll probably get another vid up in a few days. Hey, Stripe, maybe hook me up with that cow you mentioned?"

Iaisa giggled softly. "I think I can arrange that."

"Yeah? Bitch'n! And maybe we can hook up while you're at it? I'd love to give you a taste of the monster!"

She just laughed. "We'll see."

Mike continued. "What about you, Timber?"

Jake was a bit surprised he was asked. "Hmm? Me? Oh, yeah, actually. I'm just finishing up with a video that should be up in the next day or two. My latest girlfriend, the cutest little mare. She was so excited for me and my knife. Made quite a mess, and I don't just mean how much she was bleeding by the end."

"Well, everyone should be on the lookout for that. Well, with that, I have been your host, Sir Mike Killgrave. This has been Death Dash 23! On behave of all the runners and our commentators, I hope everyone has enjoyed this year's run! Thank you all, and have a great rest of your day!"

Iaisa smiled at her camera. "Bye, everyone!" The video ended with her waving and still presenting herself.

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