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It had been a while since she'd been back to this place, this town, this city, really it felt like another world all together to her, but after her most recent tangles this red dragoness found herself slowly stepping forward around the corner. The sultry movement of her perfectly wide hips side to side was met well with the counter sway of her thick and long tail that perfectly parted the very top of her round and plush rump. Red outer scales met well with a pearl white underside that perfectly parted her massive tits right down the center. The mountainous breasts that set upon her body flowing with every single step she made and despite traveling completely in the nude it was always seem as being an invite to anyone that wanted to test their luck and come say something to her. There was no shame to be had, Nyle was perfectly happy with her absolutely beautiful body, the breath-taking figure that dressed her form and helped her to win so many of her commonly placed sexual fights. Even after her most recently loss it was easy to view that she'd been on a large winning streak, drawing in fighters with her looks and the option to take her if they won and then showing them early on that they were in a deep over their heads. It used to be that she would punish the weak that presented themselves to her, but lately she'd been trying to correct that and go back to being a protector of these people just as her peers tended to be.

As the red dragoness passed through the streets of this town, her crystal blue eyes turned from one side to the next, eying those that seemed to simply be hiding in her home. Around this time it was easy to see that many should be out in the streets heading in the direction of where their busy days took them, street venders trying to peddle their goods and making a living, but here it was clear that something was wrong. Nobody was about, and even while she couldn't see them it was her highly trained talents that told her that the people of this town were cowering away in their sand stone colored homes. The burning desert sand meaning nothing to this woman's bear feet, the heat from the sun something that this dragoness often ignored and only used to focus more on the problem at hand. With narrowed eyes she'd start to look around, moving towards the closest house she could find to her right and gripping at the door. Her hand went to twist the knob quickly, but when it failed to give way to her the realization that it was locked came over her and that red face turned again towards the street.

The sound of deep laughter was already echoing in her ears, the figure slowly starting to build on itself, first from the darkness around it and easily more and more would pile as this creature grew from the energies around it. Dark desires, fear, hatred, and even envy being more than enough for this beast to grow further and further, like a fluid lumping on top of itself in an ever building display of glob until this loose design sunk inward and allowed the beast to take form. The form itself was simple, a natural look of a horned steed, a horse with a long and very specific bone crafted horn that rose from the beings head in a long and backwards stretching arch that set it in a very sharp designed blade. Every movement that this stallion clicked its hooves against the ground, the white tone of his fur shining well in the sunlight while the almost-unicorn creature finally smirked and spoke up.

"This town is under my control now." He'd tell her, watching her, eying her, already set to take her on for even the slightest sign of resistance, "I know you, though. They would often speak of being under the protection of some... dragoness that was supposed to come save them. Of course they've all given up on waiting for that to happen."

She didn't care for this creature's taunts, the fact that he was standing so firmly in her presence upset her to a level that it could almost force the dragoness to return to her earlier mindsets about the week, but this was a good time for the crimson scaled beauty to demonstrate how much she'd grown. The scent of this blade-horned horse made Nyle grind her teeth, narrowing her eyes almost immediately at the always very recognizable existence of a demon standing before her. Was it because of her that the dragoness now saw this creature as he was? Was it the usual trope of dragon vs unicorn that flooded legends and storybooks, or was this just how he always appeared? It took the red dragoness only but a second to realize that such a thought didn't actually matter, that his strong and muscular form could be adopted or natural and it wouldn't change the outcome of this day. Nyle was going to be fighting him, she was going to be liberating this town and setting them on their usual day of events once more. Of course, she had to question why this had gone unchecked up until now, but maybe this was simply part of her penance for her past deeds, that a town she cared about should suffer and be saved by her to set her back on the right path once more.

"Got no words for me, eh?" That smirk continued over his lips even while this equine started to square up his movements more. It was clear that he was expecting a fight to happen here, and Nyle wasn't about to disappoint as she simply allowed him to voice his thoughts at her. "Weren't you taken down from your perch by another demon? Funny, I didn't think you'd be back after that. You must really like being forced into it by us arcanians, huh. Don't worry, once I have you screaming for me I might even keep you. You look like someone that can suck a pretty mean cock with a bit of real training."

It was enough. Not that the trained mistress of the fighting arts could be goaded into taking up arms, but she was honestly just tired of this unicorn mimicking creature's voice and the very blatant way he chose to talk to her. Sometimes it wasn't about what someone said but just about the fact that they'd been so welling to jump at the idea of saying it. No, she didn't care what he had to say about the legends of her past fights, or even her past failings. This dragoness was going to show him a lesson only because of the fact that he looked so smug when he spouted his taunts. The massive breasts and beautifully round hips of her body did well to give her just enough weight to hold her down, but it also gave her weight that she could add to her motion. As Nyle charged in fast, her narrowed blue gaze locked onto the white horse and with a fast snapping motion of her hand she'd reach up for that horn, aiming to try and wrap her fingers around the back side of it. His head quickly jerked to the side, though, and while she closed the distance he stood his ground, moving to throw his own hoof hardened fingers in the form of a fist straight into her gut. The feeling of the punch hitting deep into her stomach made the red dragoness cough and stumble back, holding her arm against the point of contact with one limb while the other reached out in front of her for the sake of trying to prevent him from capitalizing on his hard hitting first attack.

The white equine closed in fast, aiming for another hard strike, the smirk that rested on his face showed that the unicorn had already seen himself striking her again. Nyle wasn't about to simply stand there and take it just because this hulkish stallion was committed to the attack, no, it was time to show this demon exactly why she wasn't someone that most people wanted to cross. Sure, she couldn't hurt the mortals anymore, but that limitation didn't extend to her dark blooded counter parts and she would find it a bit enjoyable to put this low-dwelling creature in his place. The idea of freeing the towns people under her protection had become a second thought to simply teaching her opponent what a true beating was when they came up against her. The first hit was something that she could wrap around luck, or even being rusty, but it wasn't within her nature to come up with excuses like that. No, he'd gotten a legitimately solid hit on her. Nyle just needed to make sure that such a hit was his last one.

The red and white dragoness looked on at the quickly approaching unicorn as he charged in. The sight of his body was something that had eluded her before, but even now she had to wonder how. The image of the white fur covering his massively muscular figure, strong chest, hulkish arms, and despite this scaled beauty coming at a height of seven feet and nine inches he matched her height perfectly. That didn't mean that Nyle was without her own muscles. One might not be able to tell right at first, but under that soft and amazing figure that she sported rested very well defined and focused muscles. She was far more feminine than this well built male, but her body design was far more deceptive than his was. Nyle waited for his strike, the movement of his leg lifting fast and aiming for her knee. It was clear that this demon was playing for keeps, but that didn't mean that she was just going to let him land his strikes. As it came in her strong tail moved well in the way, pressing back against the leg in order to stop it like a coiled shield. The length of her red and white tail was enough to cover most of her body, but it wasn't like she was going to win this fight by simply playing defense the entire time. When his next attack came in the form of a punch aimed straight for her face the dragoness finally had her chance to deliver some pain of her own. No longer was she going to be taking simple and easily avoidable blows from this beast of an equine, but instead she was going to be on the attack.

With that fist soaring over in line with her face the red dragoness lifted her arm, allowing the wrist to collide with it as she'd quickly move to wrap her arm around his. This placed his hand just under her arm pit and her wrist just under his elbow. The look on the demon's face when he realized the intention of the movement was enough to draw an easy smile across Nyle's lips. The lock that she'd put on his arm here was enough to keep him in place, but worse as she'd lift her wrist his elbow was forced to extend in a way it wasn't designed to forcing him to cry out from the sudden jet of pain that coursed through him. She wasn't going to break his arm, or even dislocate it, but just hyper-extending it in order to show this overconfident demon male what she was really capable of was enough for this red dragoness to look down on him while he pulled his arm back away from her and gripped his own elbow. The dark glare that he showed this scaled counterpart was something of hate, how dare she come into what he had claimed as his territory and try such a sudden tactic on him. The equine wasn't going to simply stand by and permit her to get away with such an action. It was time for him to get serious.

Blue eyes watched the white furred unicorn with an almost uncaring gaze, those eyes trailing over the length of her snout all the way down to give herself a more regal look as she watched the creature approach. It wasn't a matter of her not taking the fight seriously, it was that she wanted him to be as serious as she had already acted against him. The movement of his body showed that he didn't care to be looked down on by this higher power, and that he felt himself to be as much a fighter as she could ever hope to be. When he came in fast for a hard kick towards her thigh it was clear that this demon was out for blood. He didn't care to be looked down on and he wasn't going to just stand there while she gave him that look as though she were so much better than him that he shouldn't be standing before her. The narrowed silver eyes brought this muscular equine into a fast attack pattern one that started with his leg sinking into hers, aiming to do damage far worse to her than she had done to him. What he hadn't counted on was the motion of this experienced fighter, moving to lift her knee well in time with his strike so that while the leg he had been aiming for stayed in place the knee from the other leg would connect straight against the strong horse thigh, bouncing the attacking limb away and allowing her to stomp down with that already lifted limb straight for the inside of the unicorn's ankle. Her fast and hard kick would force his hoof to slide, causing this horse to begin his descent towards the ground, but he'd never fall that far. Instead, his shoulder would be gripped once he was unbalanced, the demon finding himself falling in a completely different direction over her shoulder until his butt bounced from ground and those large breasts came down against the back of his shoulders.

At first the unicorn had to murr to the feeling of the softness crushing against his fur, but as those soft mountains she called tits crushed more and more against him and those surprisingly strong scaled arms kept getting tighter and tighter around his body the sensation began to fail him and he came back into the realization that this was just another of her attacks, not some level of comforting. His muscular legs worked to kick against the ground trying to press more against her in order to strain at pulling away from the dragoness. The more he struggled the more Nyle would continued to grip onto his furred body. When he finally got himself turned around his hands pressed fast and hard against her large tits, not just pushing against them, but gripping them, twisting them, forcing her arms to release with a harsh snarl of pain that passed into her towering rack thanks to this unicorn's sudden roughness. If he wanted to play it that way she had no problem with seeing that through. Fighting was something she was good at, but in training alone she was excellent at the more sexual aspects of combat.

Usually the red dragoness didn't mind the feeling of hands coming in contact with her massive tits, but this wasn't just someone's hands. These were the hands of a bottom dweller, someone that lived in the sulfur and fires down below and fed off of the misery of those she was supposed to be looking after. These weren't just hands gripping her, they weren't just fingers twisting her nipples, these were violating tendrils of hate striving to steal away her dignity, they were digits of deception covered in filth from a being made of that same filth and disgrace. This higher being wasn't going to simply appreciate the attention he was suddenly giving her and instead moved to grip onto his shoulders, wanting to pull him in close against her so that as she lifted her knee it would sink in deeply straight into his unprotected gut. The feeling of his fur wrapping around her scaled joint only helped her to feel far better about getting touched by him, but even as the breath that he contained within his body escaped him and the equine was forced backwards from the hard kick she wasn't going to let him go. He needed to be taught a real lesson, and if sexual domination was the way he was wanting to play this little struggle of theirs then she was going to make him beg her to both continue and stop, maybe even at the same time.

So far she'd been quiet this entire time. It wasn't Nyle's overall nature to be talkative during a fight, instead liking to focus entirely on the combat itself and look for those many openings that people continued to leave in their movements. Talking just took that away, thinking of insults, retort, all of that and while some would argue that it helped to discourage and anger an opponent the dragoness was never really effected by such simple tactics. People, demons, creatures could all say what they wanted and she didn't care. The only thing that ever bothered her was when the unworthy stepped before her acting like she owed them something much like this flapping gum cursed equine that seemed to believe the more he spoke the easier his fight was going to be even though she'd already thrown her to the ground once and threatened to break his arm. If anything she wanted to show that she was a force to be reckoned with, but even in that case it was about time to tie this fight together. She wanted it to end and even if there was nothing he could have done from the start of this match to really impress her, she was going to make him pay for every single second she had to spend in his presence down in this town.

She didn't need to run to close that distance, just walking was fine with her, giving the unicorn the time he needed to make a fast swing with his uninjured arm, the other was fine for striking as well, but he didn't want to stress it too much in case her extension of it earlier had some unseen side effects. Instead he'd keep to his left hook with a fast strike aimed right at the side of the dragoness's face, his crescent shaped horn glistening a bit with the first coming close before bursting into a wave of flame. The dark heat that rolled off of it was enough to burn most, and it even managed to draw the attention of Nyle who instead of blocking had to make a fast dodge. The blow was already in mid strike and her movement wasn't fast enough to avoid such an attack. With her side step working quickly she'd still feel the hot punch land solidly against her shoulder leaving a heated level of steam rising off of it and the dragoness being forced to suck in the air around her through her teeth as a sign of pain. This unicorn wasn't finished with her yet, though, instead moving in a fast jerk of his neck once he had some distance so that the swipe of his horn would show the sharpened blade-like horn come clean off of his head, swinging fast in her directly. Nyle had already backed up from the punch, but now that the blade was coming at her those hands would quickly lift, her fingers coming down on either side of it even as the hot energy that coated the horn burnt down against her fingers, leaving them smoking much like her shoulder was, the blade was still stopped. Pain wasn't something she didn't expect in a fight, but instead accepted it as an absolute of fighting. Anyone that walked into a fight with the idea that they wouldn't be hurt due to their skill was short sighted and a fool in her sapphire eyes.

The smile once again came across the equine's face, happy that his horn tactic had worked. Not many would believe that an attack with a unicorn horn was actually a ranged attack, but as he saw his blade caught in her palm between her fingers with only a little bit of burning to tie the two strikes together his smile faded. He could draw more magic, even from a distance, but she was holding his favored weapon. It didn't matter, she was already suffering the burn. His steps took him forward fast, his lifting leg taking in the same level of heat as the fists and horn had, aiming to drive the attack home once and for all right towards her ribs. She didn't move, the dragoness preparing herself for an attack like that, but having waited until now to put her own attack into effect. It was time to end this, to stop this fight and send this creature back where he belonged. As his leg came up her hand came down, the bladed horn being swung fast in her grip in order to use it's crescent shape and hook around it. The body twisted coming to step over that forcefully lowered leg and with her ankle coming under his her large and plush rump would come down onto his knee. The more her body dropped the more his would and when she felt her perfectly round butt hit the ground around that limb the foot was still over hers allowing her to hear the horse cry out in a deep fit of pain from his knee destroyed.

Nyle wasn't about to stay down here, though, not when she had a fight to win, her tail swinging fast to aim a good solid impact against the equine face while she stood. The impact from her tail would send the horse down on his side as it also turned her figure around, those massive breasts swaying easily in the motion and the sight of his despair drawing a soft smile to her lips while he fought to try and pull himself up. She wasn't about to allow such a thing and while her hands moved to his shoulders she'd easily press against him forcing this horse down on his back. There was only one way to banish a demon, or higher power, and that was to defeat them in a way of their agreement. The carnal desires of both sides were never something to be disagreed on, and the contract between both sides sealed it that when one was beaten they'd be sent to their home realm until they could acquire the strength again to walk in this plain. The softness of her large breasts crushed down against his chest, her legs spread well on either side of his hips and her own hips moving to grind well against his equine sheath. She had broken him, and now she was going to win over him. This was her match and she was going to see him banished before her skill and might.

The movement of her tail was going to be the real gold winner here, her thick coil thinning more towards the tip and it was that tip that she used to wrap around his sheath, squeezing it down and forcing the broad horse head to poke it's way free and look at what was going on. The more she rubbed her towering breasts against his body the longer it seemed to get, the more that was exposed to her and as she purred down at her prey the equine ears folded back in near submission. He knew what she was doing and found that his body simply wasn't willing to fight back any longer if only to prevent himself from being hurt anymore. The more of that thick and long horse shaft that came out the more of her tail would wrap around it. The further up her tail got on his body the thicker it became at the base, but she never loosened her grip meaning that it only grew more and more tight around those swollen and needy horse balls. Long strokes came into effect while his thickness grew over her hips, he could even see that bound and wrapped up dick, her own lovely, perfectly heart shaped, rump starting to grind up and down the length of it so that he could see her movements, watch as if a completely third party, but the feeling of pleasure that coursed through him showing this equine that he was in fact the person of interest here. That small smile she kept on her lips making this demon want to lean up to kiss her, but he didn't dare to. He wanted more, but he wanted it over, he wanted to continue, and embrace it, but he knew she wasn't doing all of this just for him. The swell of emotions and confusion that passed through his body followed into the throbbing of his member as the flared tip started to leak.

Nyle could feel the dripping landing down on her lower back, lifting her hips again to show off as it rolled over her figure, and yet her skilled movement never allowed a single droplet that he released to ever leave her back. Instead the dragoness kept rolling it about and keeping her blue eyes on the equine before her. His face turned from that of begging mercy to that of terror, anger, frustration, pleasure, and now the closed eyes and opened mouth showed that he was close. Her red and white tail stroking his length, her hot rump grinding against his shaft and her subtle and sultry movements of her massive breasts against his chest only helped to drive this equine to cry out loudly as the feeling of climax finally gripped him, the spray of thick seed rushing over her body, touching on her back and her spine, forcing her to lift up just enough to show off those massive tits as she arched herself in response to the feeling of fluid crashing against her figure. His pleasure coos lifting loudly into the air and soon echoing into the void as his body seemed to just vanish in a burst of light and flame under her, leaving the red dragoness to drop down onto the ground itself with a soft smirk and easy giggle. She'd have to clean up now, but this area was once again safe for those that still wished to live here.