This is exactly what it sounds like. A tale of two medieval wrestlers going at it until knockout. Not sure why I wrote it… Just did…
“Are you ready for this?” Taiba taunted, last time I defeated you, you weren’t able to walk for weeks!” Heska shrugged her off. “I’ve been training hard for our next encounter you Kherjit whore!” She exclaimed. Taiba lost her smug look and just sneered, “I wouldn’t talk for someone about to get killed!”
The arena master stepped in between them, “ladies ladies! No one is killing one another! This is a classic melee fight! Winner gets 100 denars! But no killing! Anything but a Kill!” He stressed, his face became more relaxed, and he carried on to address the meager crowd of 20 people. Usually, two strong women stripping down and beating each other until knockout would attract plenty of bloodthirsty peasants. At least 50, But they had better things to do now. Like save their dying marriage.