Nanako-Arena 2
The first sign that something was off was that it almost seemed like she could hear him getting closer, instead of further away. Then she burst from the cloud to find herself facing down Orcus himself, much closer than he was supposed to be. Her eyes widened as the wings at her back flashed, sending her up and over. It wasn't fast enough, however, the man's spinning strike still managing to cut a deep gash into her flank, the wound bleeding heavily almost immediately.
Just like last time, however, where others might have faltered in the face of agony, Nanako pressed on. With the fresh, dizzying surge of that intoxicating cocktail of pain and pleasure filling her head, the squirrel girl twisted in mid-air, lashing out with a swift kick at the back of his head as she passed. Whether or not it landed, however, she'd pass over him and come to a stop on a nearby platform, gritting her teeth and breathing heavily through the pain as she caught herself on one leg and her extended tail and stood up again. Watching him warily, she pressed a hand over the wound, not wanting the match to end so soon. Not from her passing out from blood loss at least.
"Well, I'm not sure I'll end up a...whatever you called it," Nanako said, "The creature that gave me these died. I watched it happen."