[center][h3][color=92278f]The Fungal Knight[/color] vs [color=ed1c24]The Blood Devil[/color][/h3]
Round 5 (Bonesword's Victory / Banana's Version)[/center]
Saria ran up towards the skeleton's swords, her aura burning brighter than it had during entire fight. Both her and her opponent were at their ends both physically and mentally. This fight wouldn't last much longer unless they both healed back up to their fullest potential, but that was a longshot at this point. Bonesword definitely couldn't heal up his arm now, rather he had to deal with just being his skull, the most vital point of his entire body. He put himself in a compromising position, and Saria would take as big of an advantage with that as she could. She didn't have to worry about breaking through his armor, now, because that was thrown aside by himself when Bonesword forced himself into being just a skull. He made this fight so much easier for her. [color=red][i]"These minutes are numbered."[/i][/color]

Saria instinctively swung the Red Blade towards one of Bonesword's viney appendages, cutting it down swiftly and forcing the black longsword it held to fall to the ground. Just as the blade hit the ground though, it was hastily sent back up into the air by another set of vines, barely scraping against her armor. Maybe this wouldn't be as simple as she thought... especially with how deadly accurate this skull was. She couldn't dawdle with just going for his weapons, she had to go for the skull itself or this sorry excuse for a knight would best her. 

A bolt of lightning crashed down the shoreline as Saria went in for another strike on the pillar that Bonesword's skull rested on, the Red Blade cutting through the vines effortlessly like it was butter. The skull, however, was launched into the air by the vines, a last-ditch effort to preserve the skeleton's life and lead him to victory. Why couldn't he just die?!

[color=red]"GET DOWN HERE YOU FUCK!"[/color] Saria screamed as she leaped into the air after the skull, thrusting the Red Blade high up to properly jam it into the skull and destroy it. Unfortunately, she saw the lights within Bonesword's head flicker as she felt something wrap around her ankle, slamming her into the ground with a thud. She slowly rose back up to see the skull of that mushroom jackass resting a little more than a sword's length away. Saria could just barely hit him if she stretched for it, and as such, she brought the Red Blade through the sand beside her and sent it swinging towards the skull.

Just as she was about to claim her victory over this skeletal fuck, the blood-stained cutlass that pierced her arm before was shoved into the sand, blocking the attack from connecting with the skull and shattering it. Again?! When would this guy accept his fate to Saria's blade and stop prolonging it?! He was just another opponent that kept her from finding her the true warrior that could end her life!

[color=red]"WHY."[/color] Saria began screaming even louder as she shot back up from the ground, her aura burning far greater than it had in the entire fight, likely out of bloodlust and rage. She began her slow walk towards the skull, 

[color=red]"WON'T."[/color] The black longsword from before flew towards her, but it darted past her as she slashed the vines holding it up, the sword failing to hit its target. Her blood was boiling, and she wasn't going to die here on this beach, and especially not to this skeleton.

[color=red]"YOU."[/color] The vines that were carrying the cutlass were hastily chopped in one swipe as Saria continued her path towards the skull. Her footsteps were marked by the newly-forged glass under her feet. God knows where that last blade ended up, but it'd be cut down just as easy as the other two.

[color=red]"JUST."[/color] Saria cut down a set of vines as they tried to deck her in the face and knock her to the floor. That wasn't going to happen again. Not now, not ever. This was going to end NOW, and it seemed that fate was going to be in her favor for this final attack. 

[color=red]"DIE."[/color] Saria rose the Red Blade in the air for the final attack, her breathing growing ever heavier than it was from all of the screaming. Her heart raced and her will strengthened. She was so close, and she was going to end it here. 

[color=red]"ALREAD-[i]AGH![/i]"[/color] Saria felt a sharp pain in her torso as she brought down the Red Blade, the sword angling towards the side of Bonesword's skull due to what had just happened. The final blade that she didn't cut down, the Shroomblade, was burrowed far through her body, poking out the other side. Her expression of anger changed to a guise of terror as she felt her heart rate start to drop. She forgot the third sword had been around, and it had led to her downfall.

[color=red]"... y-you... can't be..."[/color] Saria dropped to her knees, the Red Blade unfusing from her gauntlet. The vine that carried the Shroomblade yanked it out, causing hot red blood to drip out of the wound in ever-increasing amounts. In a last ditch effort, Saria grabbed the Red Blade tightly in her hand and she swung it back towards the skull, trying to settle the match in a draw, however a clump of vines shot up from the ground and caught the blade within them, keeping the blade from finishing the hit.

[color=red]"... h-heh... it's f-funny..."[/color] Saria chuckled as she lost more and more blood, her eyesight ever slowly decreasing. [color=red]"... I-I never e-expected f-for my f-f-final fight to b-be with s-something like y-you..."[/color] Her mouth leaked the crimson liquid slightly as she tried to muster her final words to the skeleton. As much as she wanted to finish the fight for good, the blood she had lost in the fight and the severity of the venom in her system had finally taken hold of her, and it was slowly bringing her to the afterlife.

[color=red]"But... if anyone w-was going t-t-to do it... in the end..."[/color] Saria put her hands on the ground as she coughed up blood onto the sandy shore. [color=red]"... I'm... I-I'm glad that someone... w-who unders-stands my pain... was t-the one... t-to d-do... it..."[/color] Saria watched from her darkened vision as a red rose sprouted up from the ground, right in the middle of the blood she coughed up. She glanced back up at the skull of Bonesword, now resting in the air above her, being held up by a vine. [color=red]"... t-thank you... f-for granting... m-my wish..."[/color]

As she finished speaking, Saria collapsed onto the ground, unmoving. A wispy red essence flowed into Bonesword's body, right where his phylactery was, and the shadow that covered his head shrunk down into his eye socket, the vines that carried his weapons falling to the ground as well. For the moment, the vines that held up Bonesword's skull remained there, at least until he had his body back.

Three pumpkins rose from the ground near Bonesword's body, and they slowly trotted towards it, lifting the skeleton's body once they neared it. As they carried it back to it's rightful owner, more and more red roses sprouted up around Saria's lifeless body. Vines from underneath the Red Blade lifted it off of the ground, holding it's hilt skyward as Bonesword's skull reattached to his body.

Once the skeleton stood back up, the pumpkins began to emit a [url=https://youtu.be/XDUqLwWhuV0]sorrowful song[/url] in respects of Saria. As the song echoed through the empty beach, Bonesword began to speak once again, the lights in his sockets being absent, and his hand cusping the hilt of the Red Blade.

[color=92278f][b]"... it's not everyday I meet someone like you. In reality, I've never met someone that carried the weight of grief so resoundingly when they could've easily met their own end at their own hands. I never got to meet you, but in that singular battle, I feel like I've known you my entire life. You might have mocked Abigail in our duel, but in a way, you reminded me of her. You managed to do something to me that none of the gods I've ever fought could accomplish. You made me feel... alive... again, even if it was just for a moment... there's only been one person that's managed that before you, and it was her."[/b][/color]

A dark purple rose grew from Bonesword's eye socket as he continued. [color=92278f][b]"... I wish this could've ended differently than it did, but in a way, I guess this is the proper end for someone like you. Not a villain, nor a hero, just a legend that wished for a simple thing. An opponent worthy of taking your life..."[/b][/color] Bonesword paused, another rose growing from the other eye socket. [color=92278f][b]"I don't know where you'll wind up, not by any chance, but I will remember this fight forever. Not just because you were the only opponent that I've ever been truly proud to face, but the only opponent that's ever made me remember what it was like to be alive... thank you."[/b][/color]

A couple of large vines rose from the ground, lifting up Saria and placing her with her back against the sand, more roses sprouting up around her. [color=92278f][b]"If you were any other opponent, I'd carry your blade with me as a trophy, but in your case... there's nowhere else that would be more fitting than right by your side."[/b][/color] Bonesword took a knee as he placed the Red Blade down on Saria's torso, the blade pointing towards her head.

[color=92278f][b]"... rest easy, Blood Devil."[/b][/color]