Yvraine wiped the splattered Tyranid blood from her face and glared darkly at Lelith.
"Oh, that won't do. Smile more, like me." Lelith was not frightened by Yvraine's terrifying expression. She pressed two fingers to her own cheek and flashed a brilliant smile.
Malys's voice came from the sky as well. "Little darling! Smile! You look beautiful when you smile!"
"Uh... stop putting this meaningless pressure on me..." Yvraine lowered her head with a sigh. Her iceberg-like face did not break into the smile the two of them wanted.
Lelith swayed over to Yvraine, lazily running a hand over her curvaceous body. "Could you give me a massage?"
"Grit!" Yvraine watched Lelith constantly needle her nerves, her teeth clenching in rage. She swung her blade, carving a deep furrow into the ground.
Yvraine chased after the constantly dodging Lelith. The gladiator queen did not forget to mock Yvraine's futile efforts.
"Enough!"
Finally unable to suppress her fury, Yvraine hurled her blade. It grazed Lelith's cheek before embedding itself in a Tyranid corpse.
Hehe! This was better too. It was only interesting when there was give and take...
The teasing, relaxed smile remained on Lelith's face. Then she saw the enraged Yvraine suddenly charge before her, moving far faster than when she had been wielding her sword.
"You..."
Before Lelith could finish, a fist slammed into her abdomen. That spot had no protection whatsoever, and the blow instantly wiped the smile off her face.
"Urgh!"
Lelith, sent flying by the punch, gagged dryly. She drove her double-bladed spear into the ground and leaned against its shaft. A dull pain throbbed in her abdomen, where the punch had landed; the skin there had already turned blue.
Damn it... you think I can't beat you just because I let you have your way?