The Akseli (Aldebarian Alliance Book 4) by Dianne Duvall

Author:Dianne Duvall [Duvall, Dianne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2022-10-10T23:00:00+00:00

If Janwar had eaten anything before the match began, he might very well have soiled his pants when the massive Dotharian raced toward Simone and roared in her face. He was that terrified for her.

She was so tiny compared to it, not even big enough to fill its hand or mouth if it decided to grab her and stuff her inside.

Why was she not afraid?

Why did she not tremble as everyone else who got in the cage with the beast did?

Why the srul did she just stand there and grin?

As he waited, his heart in his throat, one hand creeping toward the tronium blaster he’d concealed, she merely waved a hand back and forth in front of her face and complained about the beast’s breath.

Its breath! Not that anyone close enough to hear her knew that. Most of those present either boasted outdated translators that didn’t contain Earth languages or had no translators at all, and she wasn’t speaking Alliance Common.

Much to his shock, Simone stepped closer to the beast and roared in its face. Not a high-pitched cry or screech, but a full, deep-throated roar he was surprised she could even make.

Eyebrows flying up, he stared.

Srul, everyone stared.

Even the Dotharian seemed taken aback for a moment. Then—head still bent to her level—it opened its massive mouth and snapped at her.

Janwar sucked in a breath.

Simone deftly dodged the beast’s gleaming teeth and swung a tiny fist, landing a punch on its scaled cheek.

The Dotharian’s head jerked hard to the side as if someone had instead hurled a boulder at it.

Janwar’s eyes widened. His heart pounded in his chest.

The crowd gasped.

How much strength did one have to back a punch with to knock the Dotharian’s head aside like that?

Simone shook her hand but displayed no pain. The scales on that beast’s face were rumored to be as hard as stone. He was surprised it hadn’t broken every bone in her—

His gaze dipped to her hand and caught a glimmer of light reflecting off metal.

Somewhere along the way, she must have donned the knuckle armor.

The beast shook its head and looked confused. Then fury darkened its countenance. Growling in outrage, it raised a fist high and swung it at her.

Simone ducked out of the way an instant before it hit the ground where she’d stood. Before the dust settled, she leaped onto the fist, sped up the beast’s arm, jumped, flew through the air, and delivered another punch to its ear.

The Dotharian staggered sideways as Simone dropped to the ground, landing in a crouch on the balls of her feet.

Spectators let out a collective gasp, then cheered wildly.

The beast went mad, slamming its fists down, doing its best to flatten her with strikes so powerful that the floor shook beneath Janwar’s feet.

Simone dodged every fist but lacked time to deliver more hits of her own. She was too busy darting this way and that, narrowly escaping being flattened into a small stain in the dirt.

The beast grew more frustrated by the second and even began to look confused.

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