Second part of  Fmily commission

Here's the story made by Fmily:

The Eyelash Viper was never told that he was finally entered into the Dragon tournament. Instead he was placed back in his cage as the tournament runners prepared the dragon he was going to be fighting. He focused on resting his sore body and recovering as much venom as he could in the short time between matches. His stomach ached for food and his mouth was dry from lack of water but he knew they wouldn't bring him any. They didn't care about him at all. That's why he knew he needed to win the tournament so that they would be forced to acknowledge his worth.

The poor Wyrm had no idea how stacked the deck was against him though. They had entered him into the Dragon's tournament but they had entered him in at the bottom of the bracket meaning he would be going against the highest ranked Dragon right away.

After only a couple minutes of rest, hardly enough time for him to catch his breath from the fight, the guards came to bring him to his next fight. The cuts in his scales still bleeding onto the ground under him as he slithered into the prefight area. He tried to gather himself before the gate opened and he would see his opponent. The Eyelash Viper assumed that his opponent was going to be fresh without any wounds or anything so he raised his head to make himself look stronger than he actually was.

The wind completely emptied his sails the moment the gate opened and he laid eyes on his opponent. He recognized the Dragoness instantly as the #1 rated fighter in the area from all the promotional posters. She was known for having overwhelming victories over nearly all of her opponents and her brutality to those who lost to her. She may not have had wings but her running speed and agility are simply unmatched and her strength was incredible as well.

The injured Wyrm knew this wasn't going to be an easy fight and if he was going to have any chance he was going to have to envenomate her with all the venom he had left. His venom took time to start having an affect though so that wouldn't be the end of the fight there, he would have to immobilize her with what strength he could muster or she would still be able to beat him and get the antivenom from the tournament runner that was withheld from the other Wyrms he had defeated.

As soon as the fight started the Dragoness rushed him getting up to speed even faster than he had thought she would be able to. The Wyrm coiled and struck out at her as quick as he could, his fangs bared with what remained of his potent venom. Apparently her speed wasn't the only thing he had under estimated as she slid gracefully out of the way from his fangs. She slashed with her powerful claws at his neck tearing into his scales before he had even recovered from the missed strike. This was a really bad position for the poor Wyrm as he was completely broadside to the dragoness. His many wounds were making him slower and weaker as well. He turned towards her trying to regain his position but she had already moved to get on top of the snake. Her weight pressing him to the ground as she tore at his neck even more as she pressed him into the ground.

The Wyrm writhed under her trying to get free from her overwhelming power but to no use. All four of her legs tearing into his flesh as she utterly dominated him. He opened his mouth, his fangs ready to bite her but he couldn't get an angle on her, she was too fast and he was too weak. With a mighty blow she brought her hind foot down on the top of the Eyelash Vipers head. He hadn't even seen the strike coming. She must have been tracking his movements and waited for the moment his guard was the lowest.

It was a devastating hit to the Wyrm, nearly an instant fight ending strike. He could feel her weight pressing into his fragile skull, his jaw almost certainly broken in multiple places and several other fractures around his head. His whole body went slack for a moment as he almost passed out from the shock. He could feel her moving over, her foot still grinding his head into the ground. She bit the tip of his tail and lifted it into the air using her other foot to pin the rest of his body into the ground. He could feel her claw slipping into his cloaca next to his dual members. His whole body convulsing to try and slip away from her but her grip on him was complete. There was no way he would be able to get away from her now.

He felt a terrible, sharp pain through his vent as her claw cut through the opening to his cloaca and smoothly slid down his scales cutting through them with ease. He felt an emptiness as his intestines slipped free from his gut into his view. He could feel his life leaving him but the adrenaline refusing to let him pass out. He was going to be forced to watch himself be flitted open and gutted in the arena he had hoped to be the champion of. All with the knowledge that no one was going to rescue him or even mourn his death.

He could even hear the roar of the crowd cheering for the Dragoness as he slowly died. The tournament runner sneered to himself at finally having found the breaking point of the wyrm who dared to think of himself a Dragon.