>>5908211A punch here, a kick there, some feint mixed with some staggering blows followed by a ducking and weaving maneuver. Only to capitalize a swift sweeping kick to the lower legs and a roundhouse kick to the upper side. You were just going through the motions as you went on with the offensive. Screw defense you told yourselves, putting your all into relentlessly attacking again and again. Enduring the knockback and recoil that accompanied your deflected blows as Ira redirected your onslaught onto yourself.
That wide, maddening smile never left your face as you continued to power through the impregnable defense Even while bloodied and bruised, for you just forced your body to endure it and keep going as it healed itself. You were far too engrossed in the sensation to let the minor things slow you down. Nothing was going to take away the intoxicating immersion that held your mind, heart, and soul captive in this ballroom blitz. Waltz in toe against Ira as naturally, you begin to aggressively dominate the exchange.
The slightest misread, the slightest delay, Ira couldn't afford any of that in this lightning-fast blitzkrieg spur by a perpetual reckless abandonment. Otherwise, you would have surely crushed him completely with your next strike. As we speak you continued to improve and grow as the fight went on, pushing yourself constantly past any sort of limits. Moving yourself through sheer force of will as your body was put through the ringer in the exchange. Yet you only felt beatific euphoria, an addictive dopamine that jumpstarted adrenaline and endorphins. Something that you shared with everyone to continue the fight.
And continued it shall. You were having the time of your life, for the first time, in this very moment you truly felt alive. And you wanted it to keep going and going until finally it couldn't go anymore. As far as you are concerned, this was true bliss, the enlightening state of being that awarded presence and passion of mind. And like a woman experiencing her first time, you were relentless as you kept pushing and pushing till the very end. Wringing every last drop out of this fight till everyone was a dried-up but satisfied husk. A heavenly demon such is thou.
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Having pushed yourself to around thirty minutes to an hour or so, it was natural that both you and Satsuki were left bedren soon after. You have gotten some flack from multiple people, including your partner Satsuki. Admittingly, she shared the same blame as she was now forced to come to terms with a newfound side of herself. Just like you, she found a deep fondness for battle and testing her skills against worthy opponents. Truly she was the perfect partner for you as now anyone else would be depressingly inferior. You couldn't go back.
Still, to keep up the charade, you had to remain in Satsuki's body fully to help her recover. It was a small price to pay for that blissful, enlightening euphoria. A perfect first time for all that day.
