As the girls sat with their targets, eventually, Zwei asked, “So, you guys are trying to get the gem, right?” Shi nudged her and she jolted in confusion.

Gavin sighed, “Not exactly. We are actually here for the woman wearing it.”

Katsi teased, “She’s his girlfriend.”

“Ex. Ex girlfriend.”

Katsi leaned forward and whispered to the girls, “She broke up with him.”

He growled, “It isn’t as simple as that. She isn’t… she isn’t…” he buried his face in his hands and took his hat off. He explained in a very annoyed tone, “We dated when I was younger and in a different place in my life. She felt I lacked the strength to live my ideals and she wouldn’t listen to what I had to say in response. Now that I am living my ideals…” he trailed off for a moment before putting his hat back on, “She may not need help getting out of this, but it isn’t my way to just bail on someone I value. So, like it or not, I’m going to save her.”

Shi asked, “Wait, you are mate to… her?”

He nodded. Zwei asked, “So, how would you have kids? Would she lay eggs and…”

He laughed. “You know what, I asked her the same question.” A long silence overtook the table. He didn’t seem to notice but all of the girls leaned closer.

“And?”

“And what?”

Before they could press him for her answer, Mr. Tun stood again. “The Tak’Nasi and the Crimson Eclipse are next. The last two fights were boring. So round Robin and it is bare handed.” He sat back down and people scrambled to change their bets.

Zwei didn’t understand why until she saw one of their opponents. There were three of them just like there were three of the girls, but one of them was very different from the rest, he stood at nine feet tall, his body seemed to shimmer in the low light and he had nothing on except some type of kilt. His body seemed to be covered in perfectly chiseled muscles and his smile beamed a gleaming white. She tried to figure him out when she was pushed into the arena by a returning Hepta. “Get in there, girl! You’ve got this!”

She face planted into the dust, the smell of Gaston blood and burning sand still strong in the arena. She stood back up and her worst fears were realized. The giant of a man was standing there. He laughed, “Hello, tiny woman! I am glad to face you in honorable combat. Would you like to grease your body before our battle begins?” She stammered and tried to speak, but wasn’t really sure what was going on. Shaking her head he nodded, “I understand! Then we shall begin!” He grabbed his kilt and tore it off, throwing it to the side in the arena.

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She quickly averted her gaze and shrieked, “Why are you naked!?!?” The crowd seemed to be equally repulsed.

He laughed, “A proper Greasian allows for no hinderance to their combat! Cast aside shame and face me in honorable combat!” She couldn’t bring herself to look at him, but found she soon wouldn’t have a choice as his massive greased hand grabbed her head before tossing her into the air. As she tried to process what was happening, she felt herself land spine first on his meaty and heavily oiled shoulders. His massive hands gripped just under her chin and her left ankle. Soon there was a firm tug that forced her back to arch in a way her body wasn’t used to, causing her a measure of pain as her muscles tried to stretch to meet the demand from this enemy.

Hepta stared in disbelief as she immediately regretted pushing Zwei in. SAI sighed, “Yeah, this was a terrible idea. They put their ringer in for a match like this. When it comes to grappling and fisticuffs, it is literally their entire cultural background. Unless she can set things on fire with her mind, I’m pretty sure she is screwed.”

Katsi asked in a flustered manner, “How could anyone watch this? It is so weird.”

“Yeah. It can be traumatic. I’ve fought them before and you never forget the first time you fight one.” The machine whistled, “Wow, he transitioned into a Triangle choke. That will make her need to shower for a week.”

Gavin hissed, “Why are you giving a play by play?”

“Don’t worry. I’m sure you will get your chance too. If Heais is the same bored crime boss I remember, he will probably keep all his matches as hand to hand. Greasians really are technical fighters.” He laughed, “No way! She managed to get free by elbowing him in the nads. He must be going easy to give her arm that much slack. Not that a nut shot did more than make him decide to release. Greasians are infamously resistant to that kind of attack. Probably because of the nudity.”

Hepta stared intently and eventually said, “He isn’t taking her seriously at all. He seems to be trying to warm her up. Look at the application of that half crab lock. He looks more like he is stretching her thighs for her than trying to beat her.”

Sai nodded, “Impressive of you to notice. I had forgotten about Greasian Chiropractic practices. He really is a nice guy. He might be kicking her ass, but I think he is trying to help her body to become stronger for the next time.”

Gavin got curious and went to look but immediately had to avert his eyes again, “You two are the worst. I hope you know that.”

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