Death Bringer Ch1
I am led by the Keepers to the Cage, where I will fight. I look at the woman inside.
Her head has been shaved, like most of the woman, her brown eyes are dull, but she eats well. She's strong, dangerous. I'll have to be careful. She has lost all hope. She's lost four fights now, she'll be on the Runner soon.
I step into the cage and the gong rings out.
The bloodthirsty crowd roars.
I look up at Ripper, my crow. In all of my fights, he always sits near the top of the tower. The Ring Master hasn't been able to sell that box of seats.
Then, my gaze wanders to the Ring Master. He's sickly looking, real fat too. His hair is in a comb-over. Even without the disgusting appearance, he still makes me sick.
I look at my opponent. Her eyes are wide, she knows she's not gonna make it.
The starting bell echoes around us.
She lunges at me. She punches and kicks. She grows tired easily.
I deftly dodge her attempts and throw in precise hits to her pressure points.