Chapter 8 - Hit of the accounts

Riven pov's on

After I had stuffed my face and belly, I lay down on the chair and stretched for a short

time. I took advantage of the situation and leaned over the table, getting ready to take a

nap, but before going to sleep, watching Yasuo, who was distracted looking at the people who soon started to enter the bar. After he turned to me and gave me a slight smile, he

picked up his small cup of sake and took a small sip, then I closed my eyes and took a

heavy sigh, showing that I was more than satisfied after that meal.

The tournament would start in the middle of the afternoon, and the anxiety had

already gnawed at me almost completely from the inside. I couldn't wait to start the

tournament, I was dying to start hitting people, I was dying to have a day of free kicks, not

to mention that I was feeling that feeling of something stuck in my throat, I felt a

uncomfortable feeling and I was afraid that something bad would happen during the

tournament.

After I thought about it a lot during my nap, Yasuo woke me up when he saw that the

movement had grown in the village, I stretched quickly and then we got up to leave the bar,

Yasuo just waved to the old man and we left the bar and went to go to the registration table

to write our names on the tournament paper.

We arrived in the short line and waited for a short time until it was Yasuo's turn to take

down his name, he did it quickly and I went there to also get my name on that registration

paper, and well, I ended up getting stuck at the time, I couldn't write my real name, will they

find me?

-Is everything okay miss? - The old man from the inscription looked at me worriedly

as he saw me holding that pen.

-I'm fine, I was just thinking. - I gave him a slight smile and wrote my "name" on that

paper, I hadn't thought of anything better and so I wrote "Nevir", which is obviously my

name backwards.

-What a different name! I liked him. -Said the old man with a sweet smile on his lips.

He was definitely on the list of the cutest old men I'd ever seen.

-Yeah, my father who had chosen! -I smiled at him and walked away.

Yasuo and I were leaning against a wall waiting for the rest of the staff to finish their

application.

We walked while we talked.

–Nevir, how creative! -Yasuo twisted his mouth to the corner and then said. -Wasn't

there a better one? -He laughed after saying that.

I was in a hurry, I couldn't think of anything better. I shrugged my shoulders and

asked. -And yours, how was it? -I spoke while crossing my arms.

–Swordsman. I always end up using this one. -He gave a slight smile.

–How creative! - I made the same face he had done to me.

We stopped near a coffee table that was near the village fountain, we stayed there

watching things, until after a while a man went to the fountain and shouted from the top of

that table.

– THIS WEEK'S TOURNAMENT IS STARTING! He opened his arms and yelled in a

thick voice. After shouting this phrase, all the people around us shouted and raised their

hands, whether they were holding cups or guns. -TO THE LEFT, ARMS COMBAT. -He pointed to the left. -TO THE RIGHT, HAND TO HAND FIGHT! He pointed to the right and

grinned. -GOOD LUCK TO EVERYONE! -He got down from the table and the audience

started to disperse.

Yasuo looked at me and as he placed his hand on my shoulder, he spoke close to my

ear.

- Good luck, ma'am. I hope you don't get hurt. I just want you to hurt others. He

dropped his hand over my shoulder and winked as he walked towards the small, improvised

arena.

I just smiled and said as I went to the right.

-It can leave. -I spoke while snapping my fingers.

I walked towards the small ring set up there, I slipped into the midst of the men who

were there on the way back, it seemed that half of them hadn't bathed in a week, how

disgusting!

I squeezed until I got to the front of the ring and finally stopped to see what was

going on. I saw the "coordinators" announce the fights in the middle, with each battle said, a

wave of shouts and celebrations was heard loud and clear. In the melee category there

were only sixteen participants, as the rest had gone into combat in arms, as they felt much

stronger and more confident with a weapon in their hand.

After talking all the names, I was quiet looking for my opponent, my fight was number

five and I would compete with a Grunkel, her name reminded me a lot of trolls.

Most of the people who were there were thrilled to see when any of the guys came

out knocked out of the "ring", I confess I was loving it and letting out a lot of laughs when I

saw that bunch of big guys who didn't even know how to do a decent battle posture to fight,

they they thought that just because they were strong and big they were able to fight as best

they could. Idiots!

The best time of all was when he got to the third fight, in addition to having a fight in

the middle of the ring, I saw the whole audience get into a confrontation too, there were

beer mugs flying from one side to the other, men hitting each other in every way possible,

and I hardly knew which fight to focus on, as one was more frenzied than the other. But

unfortunately one of the "coordinators" of the tournament asked the audience to calm down,

which made me very sad, as I was having a great time watching the brawling run loose

there.

The closer I got to my fight, the more I tried to focus and try to remember the

teachings Talon had given me. He had helped me train to fight opponents bigger than me,

so it would be easier to fight at the same level as them, and without taking too much

damage. I was so focused on these memories that I soon came to think of the times I

trained so hard in the Noxus army, those glorious times in the Crimson Elite and in

command of the platoon. Sometimes I missed that bunch of freaks that were my squad,

they were family to me, but unfortunately missing won't be enough to bring them back

I analyzed each of the fighters who were there near the ring, seeing their physical

bearing and looking for their vital points, so with a hit I would already be able to give good

damage to give the opponent a good beating. I sure am very grateful to Talon for teaching me these things about enemy vitals, if it were up to me and the army, I could hit a rock for

hours thinking it would have some effect. I tried to visualize to see which one was this

Grunkel, but unfortunately I couldn't find him.

After seeing many teeth falling to the ground and some men leaving the ring almost

disfigured, it was finally my turn.

I ran to the middle of the ring when they announced my name, I stayed there in the

middle waiting for my opponent, until I heard some men say.

-Huh? A woman here? She must be bringing us beer and not wanting to play hot in

the middle! -I heard laughter from several men.

-Grunkel will kill her with a slap! -Screamed another

-Since when do they let women fight men? She won't even notice the smell in a fight

like this. -One shouted from the crowd.

So I was irritated enough with those people at that point, now it was my turn to

scream.

-HERE YOU MANÉS! IF YOU ARE ENOUGH MEN TO TALK BOSTA DAI, WHO

KNOWS DON'T COME FACE THE LITTLE WOMAN HERE? -I yelled as I opened my arms

and stared at him. - I BET HALF DON'T KNOW HOW TO USE THEIR HAND FOR

SOMETHING MORE USEFUL THAN LIFTING THAT DRUG OUT OF THIS CUP! -I spat on

the floor - COME HERE I WILL BREAK YOUR ENTIRE FACE TO DICK!

-WHAT DID YOU SAY YOU BITCH?! -Screamed a man as he threw his glass on the

floor. - I'LL SHOW YOU HOW A WOMAN HAS TO ACT! - He came towards me and soon I

started walking towards him while snapping my fingers, but suddenly even a hand stopped

the man and a thick voice said.

-I'm going to show her how a woman should behave.

The men began to cheer and applaud.

–GRUNKEL! GRUNKEL!

So that was the time my face hit the ground. The famous Grunkel the men were

talking about was actually the old man's thug, that bastard bodyguard who blew my back in

that tree. But it was now that I was going to put the dot on the "is", look if it was!

-Did you miss the bruises that day? - He asked mockingly.

-You'll miss my punches, asshole! -I growled.

In a quick move he went at me, he made a powerful lunge and used it to try to land a

right punch, but today I was prepared, that blow he wouldn't be able to hit me so easily

today. I quickly dodged to the left on a roll.

He glared at me with disgust and then a defiant smile spread across his face.

– Are you scared runt? – He approached me and stopped in front of me, then he

leaned forward and stared at me with a look of pure mockery.

-CLOSE THAT FUCKING MOUTH! I clenched my fists and yelled at the top of my

lungs in front of him.

I took advantage of his carelessness to duck in front of me and at that very moment, I

quickly loaded a right punch and hit his jaw, he staggered to the side and soon I decided to

hit him with a left hook, to hurt him some more .

He stumbled again to the side and still crouched, gripping his jaw as he glared at me

with fury in his gaze.

-Looks like the runt has strong punches... -He snorted. -I want to see how much you

can stand. -He gave a victorious smile and put his jaw in place, the noise that his jaw made

echoed throughout the ring, since after my blows, everyone who was watching the fight was

completely silent.

This time Grunkel decided to change his tactics a bit, after putting his bones in place,

he quickly advanced on me with a new attack, but decided to hit me with a kick this time.

But just as he was going to hit me with his leg, in a nimble move I raised my left arm and

parried his mighty blow. His kick hit me with a very hard impact, action that made the

bruises on my body start to ache a little. I took a deep breath and stared at the pain, stared

at him with an irritable face as I held his leg with my left arm.

-I think you better fight more and talk less big. I gave that victorious smile of mine as I

closed my eyes.

With my right fist I started to punch his leg hard, because like it or not, I really had

great physical strength because of the heavy training in the Crimson elite.

After punching his leg and seeing that it had little effect, I switched my fist to my

elbow, an action I'm sure would hurt a lot. I elbowed him hard in the thigh, until I saw that

his skin was turning purplish under those ragged little shorts he wore. I ended the blow with

a powerful elbow, almost breaking his leg, I even heard a crack in his bone, but

unfortunately I didn't have enough time to break his leg, I just left him with little mobility

thanks to that ugly bruise I left on his thigh. .

After releasing his leg, he stared at me with blood in his eyes, he was screaming

uncontrollably in pain. He recovered quickly and went at me with another quick, violent

lunge. He carried a powerful punch in his left hand, but since his speed had been reduced

because of my injury, it was actually easier to dodge his attack.

The moment I had dodged his attack, he went right by my side and then I clenched

my fists, preparing to take a clean swing at him.

When he saw that I had dodged his blow, he came back again with another thrust

towards me, and even though he was hurt, he still hadn't given up on hitting me. But little

did he know that this would be his last move towards me.

The moment he came running towards me, I went to meet him, he hadn't thought to

dodge my attack, I guarantee he had thought that my attack wouldn't have any effect. I

located a spot on his stomach, I thought about hitting his stomach, to make him stay still for

a while, because I couldn't stand to see him running from one side to the other anymore.

When we got close enough together, I used my lunge, an action that significantly

increased my strength and speed. I carried a punch in my right hand and hit him in the

stomach, an action that caused him a lot of pain as he ended up falling to his knees on the

floor.

While he was bent over and trying to breathe in pain, I slowly approached him. He

quickly raised his face to face me and tried to say.

-Y-su-a... -He was still very short of breath.

-Breathe first and then talk big, the spanking is not over yet! -I spoke close to your

face.

I quickly lifted my stance and kicked him hard in the face, making him finally lie down

on the ground. I ended up hitting his nose during the kick, and from the way he was

bleeding, maybe I even broke him.

After Grunkel fell to the ground defeated, he looked tired, which didn't move me one

bit.

I climbed on top of his chest and yelled in front of him.

-IT'S TIME FOR DICK! I gave that wide smile as I raised my fists.

I braced my hands and started to land several powerful punches in his face. He was

already breathing heavily, and I could hear his grunts of pain. His mouth was bleeding along

with his nose, and soon he began to thrash around on the floor, thus showing that he was

reaching the limit of his pain.

I saw that he was already starting to lose consciousness little by little, which made me

happy by the way, as it showed that my punches were still as good as before. But before he

completely blacked out, I got up and told the audience.

–Now the Gran Finale you sons of bitches!

I did a brief stretch just for debauchery, but soon returned to my position. I took two

long strides and jumped on the third, practically threw myself at him wrestling style, aimed

for his lung and slammed my elbow into him, I just saw him arch his back and spit out a last

bit of blood, and soon I saw him completely blacking out on the floor.

I preferred to hit his lungs rather than his heart so he would just lose his breath.

I didn't hear cheering, I didn't hear screams, I didn't hear anything. I just turned to that

silent audience and screamed.

-WHO WILL HERE WANT TO CHALLENGE THE LITTLE WOMAN NOW HUH??

WHERE ARE THE BULLS NOW? THEY TALK A LOT AND DO LITTLE SUCKERS! -I spat

on the ground next to him, looked quickly at his body lying on the ground, and really, I didn't

feel any remorse for having done that.

I left the ring and headed towards the waiting area.

I stood there, waiting for the next fight to happen, but it was interrupted by a shouting

coming from the entrance to the village.

Quickly leaves the men to see what was happening.

I saw some people running towards the audience, they came desperate from the

entrance to the city, as if they were running away from something.

Until I understood what they were running from.

–THE SOLDIERS ARE COMING! RUN AWAY! -Screamed a woman.

I froze hearing that, just had time to think of "Holy shit".

I ran along with the bunch of people around me, I ran from one side to the other while

looking for Yasuo among those people. I barely saw where I was going, I just wanted to find

Yasuo, but before I even found him, I had come across a tempting image in front of me. I

had gone to the front of the registration table, and on top of it were the two bags of money,

the ones that were the tournament prizes.

I looked around and no one was worrying about it, I took advantage of the organizers'

carelessness and played crazy, I quickly ran my hand over the dindin and ran back among

the people.

After having done the beautiful feat of stealing the tournament money, I went in

search of Yasuo, as I was starting to get worried, I knew something bad was going to

happen, but I couldn't imagine what it was.