Countering an Artist

Throughout the arena, the crowd was buzzing at the results of the battle that had ended before it truly began. 

"It's true then," a woman whispered to her companion. "The Bamboo Silk House really trains women as assassins?" 

"What was that if not a battle between assassins?" the woman's companion replied. "Understudy Hua rendered him helpless in a single move and she'd have slit his throat if not for giving the Viper's Nest face."

"Do you think the Viper's nest will show her any gratitude for her mercy?" a grizzled man elsewhere in the arena asked his companions. 

"Not a chance," a one-handed friend replied, rubbing his stump and watching the staff of the arena help Nianzu to return to the gate he'd entered through. "The Viper's Nest are all professionals who won't disappoint their employer."