Dulsa Vs. Sharaiya (Complete)

Again, Seraphim found herself in a few moments of silence, especially when Sharaiya called her by the title of 'friend.' It meant a lot to Seraphim, she had really been making a lot of friends since she joined here, these people becoming as close as family to her. And as family, she wasn't going to let these people suffer. Even Dulsa was in agony, and despite how much of an unstable girl she was, Seraphim still took pity, wishing she could help both of them, but knowing she could onlt stand between them.

"The next time, better not come to what the first time did." Seraphim said with a dark warning, her concern dropping in a heartbeat as she glared at Dulsa with a deadly intent, the crimson eye of hers looking like it was pulsing in a bloody fury, and her hands tensing up into fists like she was ready to strike down a beast with her bare hands. As much as she cared, she could only let these sort of fights go on for so long before it went too far.

"And you-" Seraphim said back to Dulsa, not even knowing the girl's name yet as she stopped her. "We're going to talk later."

Sharaiya watched Dulsa leave with a hint of sadness in her eyes now, dropping down on her rear and leaning back against the ropes, closing her eyelids completely while she took in a few loud inhales and exhales of air, muttering to herself.

" Why didn't I just stay in Russia. "

Ignoring everyone around her for a moment, she'd rest up in the ring for now so Dulsa would have her time alone backstage, she was going to pursuit her, shaking her head a little as she started to talk to herself.

" ..Lunatic Wolf, indeed.. "

Dulsa stopped at the ramp of the stage and turned back to the ring towards both Sharayia and Seraphim. "I'll be around... if you want me... Find me..." And with that, Dulsa walked off not exactly knowing what just happend but agreeing with herself that this was far from over.

Dulsa and Sharaiya fight to no contest. Match Declared a Draw!