DLK— 15

Title: The Arena

Yu Yan could easily dub as a harsh general for all the girls from Nik's third adventure stood in front of her whether they like it or not. Especially Gojira. Her snarls interrupted Yu Yan on multiple occasions as she continued to drill the facts in.

"It's the most primal form of entertainment," Elizabeth stated as she looked at the female pillars in front of her and those who were still far away from the sheer experience and technique. "No difference in physical strength, no difference in power. The only thing that can dictate victory is our techniques. We are at an advantage. Our opponents are inclined to use energies instead of weapons and their bodies." She looked at her students, "What do you say? Since the beginning, Nik had the chance to interact with the other worlds using his fist and now we have that chance, too." She smiled, a little, too excited for the match since she would be battling a goddess! She gets to punch a goddess!

On the other hand, Azula looked at the two groups with disgust. She then proceeded to look at the arena said to be filled with a legion of Nik. The thought of it caused her thighs to tremble slightly and her heart to speed up. The coliseum was primal, circular construct with the sculpture of two women, their faces entirely covered by the helmet and their bodies in armor erected on the entrance of the arena. In fact, these two sculptures were the only shred of decency present in the entire city. "So, you all will follow your Fire Lord—"

"I'm an earthbender, cunt!" Toph snorted while crossing her arms as Yue cheered, "Yeah! No, I'm a gravity bender!" she coughed as Karna looked at her speechlessly while Pavakā stepped forward with a provocative gaze, "And why do you get to lead us! I'm the strongest!"

"..." Under Virya's gaze, Pavakā pursed her lips, "I meant my sister, of course!" On the other hand, Mai, Azula, June, and Katara stood with a distressed expression.

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"The rules of the match are simple! We place opponents of a fairly similar level against each other. Number of the opponents does not matter. Those who stand victorious will gain a chance to enter the Tower of Desires, all those who fail shall be locked in the chambers of Tower of Misery," A Nik in a formal black suit with a useless microphone in his hand declared loudly. Three special seating areas were created for the girls of the three worlds as Pavakā and Virya looked around at all the Nik. None of them naked, much to every girl's surprise. Some acted as employees and sold snacks, some acted as medical support, some wore skimpy clothing to cheer. In fact, there were three cheering squads, each wearing skimpy clothing that suited the different worlds.

"The victor is only decided after the other parties give up. Remember. The pain sensors are optimized for the event so all of you will feel pain just as your real bodies would. Aside from that, only the referee's, that is me, special consideration can judge the result of the match." He looked at the two loveable spirits. One the wielder of the purity lightning and the other wielding the capabilities of bending light. Pavakā and Virya. "The first match begins!" Nik shouted as Virya and Pavakā looked at each other silently. In reality, this should be a three-way battle with girls of the three worlds participating it together. Alas, Pavakā and Virya had no martial capabilities. And their physique dictated that only spirits could actually touch each other, which landed the two in an awkward spot.

"Virya! I love you!" One of the spectator Niks took off his clothes and started jerking off, eliciting a group of guard Niks to walk in and apprehend the pervert before warning everyone regarding the issue, making the other Niks comply as Virya finally gained her confidence. Wearing a set of grey spats that outlined her cute butt, and her white hair pulled into a bun, she ran towards Pavakā with eager steps as the blonde in black leggings and sports bra with streaks of purple crossed her arms and smiled coldly. When it came to Nik and his treatment, they could temporality forget their sibling nature and duke it out.

"Sister Virya, you were hidden a desert for too long!" Instantly clutching Virya's stretched arm, Pavakā rotated her body and slammed Virya onto the ground using her own momentum. Knowing fully well that the crash into the ground wouldn't hurt her sister at all, Pavakā clutched her fist and knocked it onto Virya's head.

"Ooow!" Uncharacteristically, Virya shouted with tears forming on the corner of her eyes, flinching Pavakā as she hurriedly stood up while pulling Virya up. Now, Pavakā panicked. From the moment she was born, Virya had acted like her mother and not expecting to pull such a reaction from her mother figure, Pavakā didn't know what to do that brought a strange silence to the arena which made the bold of cuteness even more pressured.

"Sister Virya, I'm so sorry! It doesn't hurt! It doesn't hurt!" Pavakā continued to blow on top of her head and started whispering in comfort before gazing at the referee Nik with resolve in her eyes. No matter the treatment, he would still be Nik so she didn't care and instantly gave up.

"I give up. There. Just please stop crying!" Pavakā spoke as Virya, who kept sobbing with her head lowered looked up with a charming and yet another uncharacteristic grin before leaning forward and kissing the tip of her younger sister's nose. "As they say, a cat cannot teach everything to a tiger. I just never taught you how every divine spirit still followed me!" Virya gently patted Pavakā's head as Nik's loud voice boomed.

"Virya WINS!!!!"

Under the stunned gaze of Pavakā, Virya turned around and tiptoed to her seat while a group of 8 niks wearing red collars and reddish robe with their arms and thighs exposed started cheering with the blood-red pom poms in their hands.

And only now did Pavakā realize, she really had been too gullible. Her violet eyes lit up in anger and defeat as she made her way to the seating area next to Virya, her turn to cry and the elder's turn to console.

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Pavakā


Virya