One-Eyed Viper

A towering figure stood waiting for them in a large, luxurious private suite that oversaw the arena, arms crossed and eyes burning with menace.

Kai's lips parted slightly as he took her in.

Even Nadya - broad-shouldered and muscular - seemed small next to this mountain of a woman. Powerfully built, skin a deep brown like polished mahogany, dreadlocks tied back in thick cords, and a black eyepatch covering a scarred eye that looked like it had lost a fight with fire.

'She looks more manly than me and doesn't seem particularly happy to see us,' Kai muttered internally, eyes narrowing.

Nadya, calm as ever, offered a mocking grin. "Been a while, Dominique. How's that eye of yours doing?"