Vega
His eyes widened. Once more, the vice smashed into his arm. But how!? His technique was refined, and he felt his blow striking through! Her heart should be right between his fingers, and yet that mere peasant girl-
"GUAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" A force unlike anything in the world hurled him straight into a tree. On that moment, thunder cracked once more, and just as it cried to declare the beginning, it declared the end of this duel. Splinters expoded out of the impact, and his back lodged straight into the trunk, bending it backwards with a cough of blood.
His legs trembled. He tried to stand, but it was already over. His head fell backwards, washed away by rain and defeat.
And yet, he smiled. That damn wench, he could not understand how she was this strong, but he did somehow manage to find some relief. Did she not realize? Her head was suddenly a little lighter on the left than when they started.
"Hehe... I did not lose...haha..." He let out a last breath, and his world turned black. In his hand, a gleaming earring was snatched. Even if it was not victory, it was the key that would let him attain glory. Surely, this was no end.
Only the beginning.