Arena Road: Collect and Train Warrior Women by Logan Jacobs

Author:Logan Jacobs [Jacobs, Logan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-05-15T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

When the gargoyles returned to their perches, Indy and the tall lanky woman bowed to each other next.

The stork-like woman’s backer had dark brown hair that was chopped into a bowl cut, and it reminded me strongly of the completely uncalled-for hairstyle that my mom had given me in the late nineties. With this guy’s stick-straight and greasy hair, it literally looked like he was wearing either a helmet or a horrible wig.

He was calling out some words to his fighter that I couldn’t quite make out, but his tone made it seem like something between an encouragement and a threat. I thought it definitely leaned more toward a threat, and I had to shake my head at the idea of this jackass backer, who looked like he barely came up to the tall Amazon-like fighter’s belly button, being allowed to smack her around.

Or, more likely, ordering other people to smack her around for him.

Even though she probably could have just stepped on him like an ant.

Out under the light of the arena’s glowing orbs, my warrior princess looked amazing in the blood orange colored silk of her romping outfit. The swirling gold patterns visible on its front glinted in the brightened blue-toned light, and they matched the gold patterning on the black leather corset she wore cinched around her tiny waist. The black and gold were echoed on her matching laced-up leather greaves and vambraces, and again on her gold collar necklace with its big black gemstone.

She had left off the rest of her new jewelry except for the copper rings that were braided into the ends of her glossy black hair. They twinkled slightly under the orbs’ light as the princess’ ponytail rippled behind her while she stalked in circles around her opponent and eyed her like a rack of ribs.

Her opponent’s stork-like appearance remained only slightly elongated as she circled the princess in turn with her long, lanky legs slightly bent. Already, the lanky woman’s sharp gray eyes were fixed warily on the sword in Indy’s hand. The light shone off the weapon’s long straight blade and the shorter curved one attached to it at an angle, and it made for an eye-catching sight compared to the dull black metal of the other fighters’ weapons.

In Indy’s grip, the two-bladed sword looked especially deadly.

The princess’ metal chain whip was wrapped tightly in her other hand with just its spike protruding, so it might have looked like a third, awkward-looking blade to her opponent. I thought she was keeping it there until the last second before she used it, probably for an added element of shock and awe when she put it into play.

Despite the gloves around the lanky woman’s long, spindly fingers, her grip on the black metal blade looked natural and skillful as she danced forward and snaked out her long arm for a first jabbing blow at Indy.

Like I had imagined, the Amazonian woman’s reach was long as hell, but any worries I might have had vanished when my warrior princess flowed into motion.

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