Winner Buys Lunch: Ankh vs Daenmor

Ankh panted heavily as she exhausts her energies trying to get out from under Deanmor. Her body craved for her to fight on but she mentally resisted the urge. She was tired figured if she did managed to buck Deanmor she would have little strength to keep up. Of course if she really did want win this fight she could blow him away with her powerful sand breath or instantaneous heal her injuries but she felt that was out of the spirit of this spar. This was to be a physical bout in this case... she lost... but its not the sphinx way to so casually admit defeat.

"Fine... I will submit and concede defeat... for now." sighed Ankh, whom reaches back with her good hand and scratches the top of the wyvern's head as he licked her wound, his cool tounge a strange relief for her shoulder "But in our rematch do not expect to have the same result. Next time it will be you whom will be under me. Now off with you. I am to pay for you lunch now that our fight has concluded yes? Victory is yours so goes the spoils... and sphinx is always to honor their promises."

With that said, she lightly pulls Daenmor off of her and stands up once more. She inspects her bitten hand, slowly opening and closing it is. The pain by now has numbed but was still an effort to even close her hand now.

Ankh raises an eyebrow, wonder if either she had misheard the deal earlier or if this was Daenmor's ploy of trying to act like gentleman though though he had just humiliated her just moments before. Whatever she thought, if he was willing to pay for her meal then so be it. The fight was the real price she was paying for anyway and all that maneuvering about has left her feeling quite hungry.

"Did you now? I must have misheard you earlier then." she said with shrug before returning a smirk "My how chivalrous of you. You seem to treat you ladies roughly based on the performance but that does you well."

When the subject came to issue to her fitting in the restaurant, she but nods understandingly.

"Ahh... yes that. An issue that I am much familar with." stated Ahnk as she inspects herself over "And I am sure they will inquire questions on why I am bloodied so let me fix myself."

She looks for golden helm which was thankfully nearby and places it on top of her head. Though it was dented and several semi-precious stones has fell out of place but it at least still fits nicely on her head.

"I will have see goldsmith about correcting the damages but I suppose its my own fault now isn't it? Next time I should just fight without wearing anything." dryly stated Ankh, before perking up her head as she realized what she just said. She then looks down to Daenmor for solid second before correcting herself "The jewelry I meant... though I doubt you would offer much complaint if I did forgo any articles of clothing."

As she shakes her head at her earlier faux pas, she invokes the healing of her patron goddess and is bathed in golden light. Cuts mend themselves together and blacked bruises return to healthy tanned skin. Even her hand is fully mended by the time the light dissipates away. She looks down her hand smiles in satisfaction as she open and close it without any lingering issue. She looked down to Daenmor, allowing a moment to be in awe before she fishes out a simple charm on her person. She puts on the charm it on and quickly shrinks to roughly the size of human though maintains the same dimensions as sphinx in more compact form.

"There... as much as I dislike this form it should prove suitable. Now shall I lead you to the restaurant now? Its the Greek one I spoke of earlier. Its been ages and I wish to sample the Greek cuisine of now with that of my memories."

Ankh couldn't help but grin like an idiot. She was proud creature and there was nothing more that pleased her than being told how good looking she was. Beauty was sign on the god's favor after all~ In Daenmor though... his more more of rugged beauty... like harsh peaks of mountaintops.

"If I must speak the truth, I was saving that blessing for you in case I injured you too severely. You were to take out for lunch afterall. But your far more capable than I give you credit for." spoke Ankh whom takes the moment look over all the places she hurt him. Where as she has but erased all evidence of injury, his still seemed to persisted even as they were in the process of healing. Perhaps those mark she left on him will one day become another story to tell etched in skin.

As she looked up his face was suddenly next her, practically a lover's peck away. She blinked, somewhat surprised but softens to smile. There was some strange allure to him she could not pin, there was power in him beyond just ragged looks or the cocky confidence he exerts. A power that she could respect, perhaps even admire. Whatever possessed her take his arm and lock it with hers, she didn't fully understand but she saw no need to complain. Fate had strange way of bringing people together so why fight against when instead she could see where it goes.

"Well let us sate that appetite together now shall we?"

Together, dragon and sphinx walked out of that sparring arena. Perhaps, in strange way they were both winners that night.