My jaw dropped to see this. The blood quickly pooled on the ground at my feet. Centaurs had a lot of blood and strong hearts to pump them throughout their systems. It was not the first time I saw death. I had personally killed a few people myself. This was in a totally different world though. She was clearly not playing around. I took out my throwing knives and dropped the bag with the loot on the ground. This was going to be a fight to the death. Petras was particularly moved and charged her with his own sword drawn. I was much smaller than either of them. I was going to have to be smart and make my throws at the most opportune moments. The 2 fought viciously and it was looking like she was going to get the win again. Before she could cleave his head off his shoulders, I threw a knife at her shoulder blade from the right side. It made her move to block it out of instinct. She was a well trained warrior after all. The other one was thrown at her flank and it sank deep into her flesh. She cried out in pain before turning to charge at me. "Not so fast!" Petras said as he gave her a large slash.
Not willing to back down, she continued charging me. I was still tired, but the life-or-death atmosphere gave me enough adrenaline to be as limber as a heist preparation day. I rolled off to the side and used my remaining knives for offense. It was not efficient as I could only nick at her when I got under or to the side of her. It was good for giving Petras the time needed to rest up for a second round of combat. I baited her with a taunt. "C'mon. I'm doing a much better job corralling these guys than you are. I just had to ask them nicely and offer them what they wanted. And I didn't need 4 legs and a monster cock to do it." I said while slapping my ass in front of her. She went red with rage. "How dare you!? I'll split your 2-leg ass on my cock for that and see how long you last before your throat gets filled with my length." She then charged me at full gallop with her sword raised to dismember me. I rolled out of the way once again and she could not stop in time. By the time she turned to see where she was going it was too late. She ran right at Petras who impaled her human torso on his blade.
Only struggling a bit, she defiantly said "Keep that 2-legs if you want! I hope you all never see a real stallion during your... heat. Stay barren if... you want... to betray your own... kind!" Petras slashed upwards and disemboweled her. She walked off for a minute before collapsing in a pile of entrails. The sight was gruesome- even for me. A battle was not what I was expecting. In fact, it was exactly what I was trying to avoid. Petras walked up to me and said "I hate to admit it, but we would surely have been killed or made her breeding mares if you were not there to help in the battle. She was stronger than most warriors in our tribe." I nodded and said "No problem. She was the first centaur I have ever fought, and she was going to kill us all. Let's just see what we can take from her body and move on." We gathered around her and saw what she had. There was some food, which I took. She had some coin which was split among the centaurs. Petras took the great sword because he was the one to kill her. He then offered his blade to me. "Take it. You're going to need more than those knives here."
