Nails and teeth

Wednesday and the wooden mannequin stared at each other silently in the spacious room.

Trick- Trick!

The mannequin ran in their direction wildly, dark liquids over all its parts.

Brink!

Two swords hit each other in the same direction.

The mannequin perfectly copied Wednesday's movements like a mirror.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

All the movements were concentrated in Wednesday's head. A huge pain was present every time the swords hit each other.

Wednesday swallowed her pain and steadily defended against the mannequin's sword.

When she tried to hit the mannequin's head it would defend her sword and hit her again.

Brink! Tap! Tap!

They hadn't any time, the mannequin's blows were more than their immature body could handle.

Wednesday was also aware of the dangers of the situation, but her eyes never stopped staring at the wooden mannequin.

BRINK!

The mannequin and Wednesday struck their swords simultaneously, the force propelling their bodies backward.

"Ha... Ha..."

Wednesday was not even able to breathe due to the intensity of the duel, but the mannequin didn't seem to care.

Trick- Trick-!

Again, the mannequin approached with dangerous steps, black liquid covering its head and limbs.

Wednesday's hands were full of blood and sweat. The mannequin frequently hit her wrist and she almost couldn't keep hold of her sword.

Thump.

The sound of a wooden sword fell on the ground. At the same time, the mannequin ran in their direction.

The mannequin jumped aiming for their neck.

A smile immediately appeared on Wednesday's face.

The opportunity she was waiting for finally came.

"Bak!"

The mannequin's chest was hit by Wednesday's leg seconds before its sword could touch her body.

Thump!

The mannequin fell to the ground again and the wooden sword was thrown away.

Wednesday skillfully caught the sword thrown in the air and ran in the direction of the mannequin.

TAP! TAP!! TAP!!!

Every time Wednesday moved her sword the dark liquid came out from the mannequin's head.

Wednesday had hit the mannequin so much that the wood of its face had sunk in an ugly sight.

[#1 FAIR DUEL]

TRICK- TRICK-

The mannequin began to twitch just as Tuesday's vision slowed down.

The vision of darkness involving her entire body was shown in her head. 

Her head, limbs, and belt were distorted in strange positions, being squeezed by the dark energy.

'!'

Instinctively Tuesday assumed the body and jumped back.

RUWARRR-!

An immense dark energy condensed from the mannequin's head and swallowed the air like a wild animal. 

After noticing she hadn't been swallowed, the mannequin's head turned in her direction.

SCHWAA~

The dark energy started to assume the form of tentacles with several teeth inside.

Tuesday's body trembled hopelessly. 

The energy emanating from the mannequin was the worst she had seen in her entire life, it was worse than that of her grandma.

The tentacles fixed on the ground lifting the mannequin into the air.

Trick- Squish-

The mannequin had already lost its wooden appearance, it was completely covered in black with many parts broken.

Its limbs and face had been rudely destroyed by Wednesday.

SQUISH! 

The tentacles contracted in the air wrapping themselves around each other and covering the entire mannequin's body.

The mannequin finally got up again.

Squish- trick- 

Alive tentacles were all around its body. Tuesday had never seen something so ugly and scary like that.

Instinctively, she knew...

That wasn't something humans could fight against. 

Just a monster could defeat a monster like that.

Shwick~

A dark substance lifted above the mannequin forming a wooden sword again.

Trick-

The mannequin held the sword in a steady and firm posture with both legs perfectly balanced on the floor.

"A-Ah..." Tuesday couldn't even react. She was paralyzed from shock.

Should she fight against that thing?

'Calm down, we hadn't lost yet.'

Wednesday's voice came from her head, calming her trembling body.

'Let's fight it together.'

The left hand gripped the dagger firmly, fingers tightly clasped around the trembling fingers of the right hand as if to assure its existence.

The frightened eyes were replaced once more by calm, yet slightly dangerous ones.

'♪~!' A strong melody came from Wednesday's head.

Tuesday was singing even in front of the terrible sight.

Suddenly, strength filled her body and her muscles contracted.

Wednesday felt like she had the energy to fight an entire day.

"Ho~" 

A faint smile spread on Wednesday's face. 

She didn't know why, but instead of being scared, she was excited about the situation in front of her.

A case without solution. 

A real threat to her life was in front of her.

How could she not be excited about it?

But, unfortunately, she wasn't alone.

Wednesday contained her excitement and her eyes filled with determination and resolution.

She would win this fight and get them out of this place.

TRICK! TRICK!

The mannequin ran in their direction.

BRINK!

Wednesday successfully defended the sword blow, but her body couldn't keep its balance.

Her sword unintentionally turned to the right giving an opening to the mannequin.

Slash!

A sword aimed her face.

The entire world seemed to slow down again.

Tuesday quickly bent down and jumped back.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

The swords started to hit each other again, every time the swords hit each other Wednesday's arm lost its force and gave openings.

They couldn't keep this way for so long.

The mannequin dangerously hit the sword making Wednesday again lose her balance.

The time seemed to slow again.

The sight of a sword broking her skull appeared in Tuesday's mind.

When she tried to move to the left the image changed to a sword breaking her neck and when she tried to move back a sword penetrated her eyeballs.

She couldn't avoid the sword.

Without time to think, Tuesday let her instincts lead.

Crack!

A wooden sword defended Wednesday from the threatening mannequin.

The sword was intact, but the force was so great that the right arm supporting the sword made a terrible sound.

Probably, some bones had broken.

Even doped by adrenaline an incredibly uncomfortable sensation came from there.

The mannequin, however, didn't seem to care about the state of their body.

Without losing time, the mannequin's lower limbs started to move.

Her vision slowed down again, but before she could do anything a wooden leg had kicked her chest.

The mannequin had also learned how to trick themselves.

Her body was thrown in the air leaving with it a wooden sword.

Thump.

Wednesday quickly tried to recover her balance, but she was already late for that.

Crack!

The mannequin coldly kicked her chest. 

The sound of her ribs breaking filled the spacious room.

"Ugh-"

For the first time, Wednesday made a sound due to immense pain.

Her conscience was vanishing.

A wooden sword dangerously was approaching from her face.

Tuesday quickly moved her head avoiding the mannequin's sword.

Tap! 

CRUNK!

The sword pierced the ground, the strength was enough to break its superficie.

Without losing time, the mannequin's feet aimed at her face.

The vision slowed down, but no matter what position Tuesday tried, the feet still managed to hit her face.

She used her right arm to defend herself from the mannequin's kick and tried to turn her body.

Bak!

Unfortunately, Tuesday couldn't defend this time.

The mannequin's feet kicked the back of the head while she tried to turn.

Tam! Tam! Thump.

Wednesday's mind vanished completely while her body turned to the corner of the room.

"Ah---!"

When Tuesday assumed control of the body the pain came with even more strength making her mind almost vanish in the process.

She held her conscience with all her remaining strength.

Tears covered her field of view, but she could notice the mannequin slowly approaching as if it wouldn't give her time to think.

She tried to move her left arm seeking anything that could be used.

Fortunately, a wooden sword was right there.

It was the sword they had thrown while tricked the mannequin for the first time.

Hope filled her eyes with despair.

Wednesday had lost control. She was left to battle the dangerous mannequin alone.

Krunch

Blood started to fall from Tuesday's mouth.

She had bit her tongue to distract herself from her worries and pain.

With trembling legs, she steadily recovered her balance.

Wednesday had many times done her best for her, how could she just give up because she was scared?

Fire and determination filled her cowardly face.

She wasn't standing up because she was afraid of her death.

"I will..."

She was standing up because she had someone to protect. Because of this, she didn't care to break her remaining arm and all the bones of her body.

"Protect... Wednesday!!"

At her shout, the entire world seemed to slow down.

Several images started to appear in her mind.

The image of her running and trying to hit the mannequin and had her neck broken. 

The image of her avoiding its sword just to be kicked until death. 

The image of her body and sword being swallowed by the mannequin after almost defeating it using all her might.

She saw all the possibilities she could have fighting with a wooden sword.

She just knew one thing. 

If she held this sword, she would definitely die.

Tuesday stared blankly at the wooden mannequin.

She didn't care about the visions in her mind or her futile efforts.

How many times she saw her death today?

She firmly held her wooden sword and stared calmly at the mannequin.

Slash

The sword was avoided.

Slash! Brink!

Again and again, no matter how many times the mannequin did.

Tuesday avoided its sword and when the circumstances were inevitable she defended.

Her right arm was completely broken, she was fighting only with her unprepared left arm.

BRINK!

The swords clashed again, both being thrown by the force of the impact.

Blood covered her entire body, but her eyes were clear as never.

The mannequin and the girl stared at each other.

None of them moved one finger, as if analyzing the next movement the other would do.

Thump.

The sound of something falling onto the floor welcomed the spacious room.

The mannequin stared confused at Tuesday's movements.

She deliberately had thrown away her sword.

"What...?"

It stared blankly as if processing the situation in front of it.

"Isn't it a fair duel?"

Thump.

The mannequin's sword also fell on the ground.

Trick- Trick--!

The mannequin pushed one of its arms with strength. 

Its right arm started to break.

The dark substance covered the floor falling from the mannequin's body.

[#1 Fair duel]

The robotic voice came again from nowhere.

"Yes, your fucking fair duel"

At these words, Tuesday tried to recover her balance.

Her position was erratic and irregular.

The mannequin did the same.

She lifted her left hand turning her index provocatively.

"Come on."

TRICK! TRICK!

The mannequin ran wildly in her direction aiming its wrist at her face.

Tap!

Both hands hit each other in the face.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Again and again, both hands never missed the target.

Tuesday's face was full of blood and tears, but the mannequin was also in a terrible condition.

Her vision started to vanish and a punch came towards her face.

Bak

She barely defended the punch, but without time to celebrate her success the image of a leg welcomed her chest.

Bam!

She couldn't avoid even knowing exactly where she would be kicked.

Her body was already exhausted.

Thump.

Her body fell to the ground.

She hadn't the strength to stand up.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

The mannequin punched her face without stopping. 

'I will die...'

Tuesday sacrificed her left arm to protect her face, but even her arm couldn't hold too long.

'This way...?'

The ability that had protected her until now felt like torture. Each time the mannequin struck her face, time seemed to crawl.

The pain never stopped coming.

Tears fell hopelessly.

'I'm sorry, Wednesday. I'm so tired...'

Her left arm lost strength and slowly fell to the side of her body.

This would be the last time. 

The mannequin's punch was dangerously approaching.

Tuesday just stared at her death coming without blinking an eye.

Squish!

Suddenly, the sound of a spider came inside her clothes and jumped on the mannequin's face.

It was Homer, the spider had hidden himself from the battle this entire time.

The mannequin's body stopped at the strange spider on its face.

Life came to Tuesday's eyes again.

The mannequin quickly hit Homer, throwing him away.

But this time was enough to provide an advantage to Tuesday.

"Aaah!!!"

She grabbed the neck of the mannequin with all her strength.

The positions were reversed.

The mannequin extended its arm to push her.

Tuesday boldly held its arm and pushed with strength she didn't know she had in her body.

"AAh!!!"

The dark energy was little by little separated from the mannequin's body.

Thump.

A wooden arm fell to the ground, and dark substances oozed everywhere.

Immediately afterwards a rain of fists welcomed the mannequin's face.

TRICK! TRICK! TRICK!

"DIE! DIE! DIE!"

[#1 Fair-]

The mannequin tried to stand a leg and then another, but its efforts were in vain.

"DIE! DIE!! JUST DIE!!!"

[#1 *$%¨¨##@]

Blood covered Tuesday's fists. Her condition couldn't be more pitiful than that.

However, she never stopped her punches.

"..."

"Die! Please... Die..."

Her fist stopped in the middle of the mannequin's face.

Her remaining conscience started to vanish.

"..."

[#1 Fair Duel (Complet-#!@?]

The last thing she heard was a strange robotic voice.

'I did... it?'

Tuesday's body fell to the ground as if her strings were cut.

Thump.