The alien hissed as the hammer swung, preparing itself for the powerful impact of the weapon on it's chest. It made no move to block the blow, instead trying to let it impact against it's body, and than reach out with one hand towards Iria. The other hand trying to grab the hammer and pin it against it's body to hold her and trap her in it's reach as it's powerful hand closed in on her, aiming for one of those massive breasts, intending to find out just how good a handhold they really were.

There were no attempts to defend against Iria's hammer as it crashed right into the monster's ribs. Even with the human's unnatural strength, she could not stagger the much larger foe. Taking the hit, the scaled creature immediately brought an arm down and kept the heavy weapon pressed against his body while attacking with his free hand. Iria tried to pull away but could not free her weapon from the monster. She growled her frustration only to yelp suddenly as the large scaled hand pressed up against her firm orb. The brief amount of pressure was enough to send a throbbing wave of pressure and sensation rippling through her heavy mammary. Gasping, the amazon released her weapon and immediately leapt backwards. Now weaponless, the warrior woman briefly hugged her chest and took a short breath before shifting into a fighting stance. Even without her hammer, she would keep fighting and putting on a show for the crowd.

The crowd cheered as the alien's strategy managed to disarm you, as well at that yelp that came from your lips when his hand briefly brushed against your breast. He chuckled in amusement, a dark low sound as he threw the hammer aside with both hands, making it impact hard against the wall before falling to the ground. He advanced nice and slowly towards Iria, dragging it out before suddenly rushing when he was only a few feet away, covering the remaining distance and sweeping his arms out again, one looping around to try and make you dodge into range of the other as he reached for a breast again, wanting to feel that massive orb again.

The slave could feel her heart throbbing, pumping hot blood through her compressed orb. Wearing only the suit, her nipples poke visibly through the tight black latex. Her hardened peak sent waves of debilitating sensations through her body, begging for this built up pressure to be released. The monster noticed her weakness and was now closing in confidently. Iria's weapon was too far away for her to reach before the creature reached her. She had no choice but to stand her ground and wait for an attack. Any attempt to attack bare handed would only reveal the differences between their ranges now.

Her opponent swiped with his long arms once more, preventing her from escaping from either side. But the amazon had no intention of fleeing from the attack. Instead she launched herself forward, using her powerful legs to leap off the ground and land on one of the monster's many legs. Iria would then use that leg to push off and jump higher, launching a knee directly into the cocky monster's face. The warrior woman was not going to just give up so easily.

The crowd roared in response, most of the members having expected the fight to end right there ... only to be cheated of the busty agent being fucked senseless. But amongst that, a few cheers were heard. Iria was starting to get a few who actually wanted to watch her win. The number was small, but it was a start.

The alien hissed as it stumbled back from the vicious blow to it's face. It's arms were out of position to block against the strike, and it's head was no-where near as armoured with muscle as the rest of it's body. It's vision spun, and it swept it's arms back, trying to catch the Amazon in it's grip before she could get away. But that was complicated by the fact that it was seeing three Iria's and each hand came in fast behind two of them. It just had to hope that the real Iria wasn't the one that it wasn't about to grab from behind.

Though her orders were to lose while putting on a show, the amazon's pride blazed with only one goal in mind, victory. The crowd and even the monster were shocked to see the human woman still had some fight in her. Apparently a blow to the head effected this creature much like any other living being. Iria was not finished there though. Both her hands grabbed hold of the monster's head and she brought both feet up against her opponent's face. The busty amazon would use the monster's face to kick off from into a back flip, hopefully going over the swiping limbs and landing gracefully on her feet. Should she manage her escape she would make a dash for her hammer to rearm herself. One way or another, her adrenaline was pumping and the roar of the crowd was only goading her on to continue.

Up in her private box watching the show Ai'rani smiled to herself, letting her power stretch out, unnoticed by the other Jarri around her. Her mind slipped down into the arena, curling around Iria as the Amazon recovered her weapon, cooing into her mind a single phrase.

Good pet.

The words were soft and silky, letting Iria know that Ai'rani was pleased with her, and was happy if Iria fought to win. Ai'rani knew that if Iria won, than it would just build the crowds lust for her, making even more come to the next bout, hoping that she would lose that one. This was a deal that Ai'rani would never lose ... either Iria won and the next fight had a bigger crowd, or she lost and the crowd got to see just how fun a fuck she was to watch.

Meanwhile the alien had stumbled back, shaking his aching head a few times before he finally cleared his vision in time to see Iria having recovered her weapon. He hissed in irritation, lumbering forward towards her with deceptive speed, hands clenched into fists, each one likely equal to a hammer blow as he swung with one the moment he got within range, and than the other. Assuming the female dodged both of those, he would swing his entire body around, aiming to try and use his tail to batter the human.

A pleasing shiver ran down Iria's spine as her mind heard her mistress's voice. If it were not the adrenaline pumping through her body, she would have swooned from the midrozi woman's praise. With her performance being within her mistress's standards, the warrior woman could continue to fight as best she could. Unfortunately, winning was still a goal far away from her right now.

The reptilian creature had recovered from the human's attacks. Despite getting in the most blows, the monster had no injuries beyond a few bruises and perhaps a headache. The advantage of surprise was just about gone. The large foe now knew that this woman was more than just a pair of breasts. Her strength and that hammer had enough power to damage even through his hardened scales. Also the crowd was already jeering at the creature for being handled by this woman so far in the match. He was now getting much more serious.

The alien charged the amazon straight on. His arms were now being used as hammers rather than slow swiping grabs. Unable to match the monster's strength, Iria had to dodge the powerful blows. She quickly hopped to the side to avoid one attack then continued going in that same direction to avoid the other. With the wall behind her, she had to get around the large monster if she was going to have any hope of getting any distance. The brute spinned around, sending his tail to catch the amazon. Iria would dive over the tail, rolling back onto her feet as she moved more towards the center of the ring. Thankfully, she had not tried to attack while cornered or she would have taken the massive tail right in the chest.

She was still not getting anywhere with this though. Turning, she rushed the monster with an attack of her own. Going for her original plan from before, Iria swung her giant hammer right at one of the monster's knees. If she could take out a leg or two, that should limit the thing's ability to charge her and turn around quickly.

The thing hissed as it's tail swept back as it turned to face Iria again, using it to protect the rear and sides of it's body from her, forcing her to retreat and abandon her charge, or be sent staggering away from the powerful tail. It was fighting seriously now, using it's long arms and powerful muscles to hammer you if you were in front of it, and it's tail's powerful flexibility to protect it from attacks to the side or rear. It's scales meant that it could take impact after impact, and even it's weak points, it's head and legs, could take a fair pummelling before it suffered any serious effects.

It turned to face Iria, hissing as it charged again, fists swinging out again, simply trying to trap the agent and prevent her from dodging to either side, instead aiming to drive her backwards so that he could trap her against the wall of the arena and limit her agility, which was, for all Iria's strength, the only real defence she had against the alien's monumental strength and bulk.

Her opponent was smart enough to use its flexible tail to his advantage, swiping it back the other direction to fend off Iria's attempt to counter. Using his long reach and multiple limbs, the monster could safely attack and protect itself as he waited for his opponent to make a mistake. Even a glancing blow from those heavy fists would be enough to daze the woman.

With his four arms, the alien could continuously swipe his arms to quickly force the amazon to back towards the wall. Once trapped, she would be at a complete disadvantage. Iria had already proven she was not one to flee and instead faced the charge head on once more. Not risking jumping into the air again, the warrior woman was going to send her warhammer to meet the rushing beast. She charged forward, using both their momentums to give her as much force into her next strike as possible. Her hammer trailed behind her until the monster began to swipe his arms. Pushing off her legs, she quickly closed the rest of the distance as her hammer came over her head and down infront of her. The head of her hammer was aimed right for one of the monster's legs, right on the kneecap and joint. Following through with the coming blow, Iria allowed herself to duck her flexible body low in order to better avoid the swiping arms while maximizing her own attack as best as she could.

The alien wasn't the dumb brutish fool it had been in the start. He certainly wasn't as fast or flexible as the smaller human. But he did know how to use his body to his advantage. Rather than try to dodge the falling hammer he pushed off with his rear legs, his body forced forward in a rather awkward body slam towards the busty Amazon. The main point was forcing his body to hit the falling hammer, rather than let it hit one of his legs. If he lost even one of them, he knew all too well how unbalanced and slow he would become. Of course there would be little to stop his momentum from ramming into Iria as well, two arms coming down around and behind, trying to catch her if he does indeed ram her away.

The monster managed to read her move and suddenly pushed forward with another burst of speed. Smashing body first right into the descending hammer was probably not the healthiest of choices but he was willing to take the damage if it meant finally capturing the former agent. The hammer crashed into the monster then the monster crashed right into the off balanced Iria, sending the woman staggering backwards right into the awaiting arms closing in from behind. Her heart was racing, she had to get out or do some damage to make this monster release her. Expecting him to pull in closer, the slave would try to push forward again and push off one of his legs in an attempt to bring the long shaft of her hammer upwards to strike the creature's jaw and chin.

The alien did indeed play into Iria's expectations, pulling her closer to gloat ... only to have a vicious hammer blow slam upwards into his chin. He roared as he stumbled back, his grip on Iria instinctively tightening, rather than letting her go as she hoped. The hand holding her shook her around, fingers unknowingly rubbing against the undersides of her costumed breasts as he roared in pain and confusion, one of his other hands reaching out, trying to snag the hammer from the grabbed women before she could do more damage with it, although his blurry vision made the task a little more difficult than it normally would.

Though not as strong in terms of power, up close was the only way for the woman to have any chance to damage the creature. The desperate attack managed to hurt the monster and once more sent him staggering backwards. But it was not enough to free herself as the large hand had completely closed around her torso. Even through her suit, she felt those scaled fingers drag just beneathe her beasts reminding her of their aching need to be free. Gritting her teeth and grunting in discomfort, the amazon had to free herself now before it was too late.

He had no trouble swinging the amazon around while his other hands try to disarm her once more. With her body being swung around, she had one more opportunity to strike a blow at this powerful brute. His long arms gave her the distance needed, to fully extend her hammer behind her and swing downwards. With a loud cry, Iria put all she had into this attack, bringing the hammerhead down towards the creature's dazed head... hopefully.

It was blind luck, more than any plan on the alien's part, that had the hammer blow that could very well have ended the fight with a vicious knock-out blow to his head, instead slammed into one of his flailing arms. He roared in pain at the strike, a bruise spreading underneath the armour that his scales provided. But the arm could still move, and he slid it backwards until he could grab the head of the hammer, holding it trapped as his vision finally cleared. He kept a nice firm grip on Iria as his other two hands came into play, each one reaching for one of those massive orbs, aiming to knead and squeeze both at once.