The tall woman had ivory skin, full pink lips,
short flaxen hair and deep blue eyes enhanced by curved blue lines
tattooed around them. “And what about your sword, Red Leopard, is
A Gray took a step toward Terek.
The woman raised one hand to stop him. She
had six fingers, like a Mutant or a Godd. “I’ll handle this.” She
stared into Terek’s eyes. She looked Human, taller than him, and
extremely refined. “What are your intentions, Red Leopard?”
“How do you know my name?” Terek’s heart beat
like a battle drum.
She had a sad smile. “The same way I knew you
were coming. You were betrayed.”
Terek bristled at the idea that someone had
intentionally sent a hundred Humans and a dozen felines to certain
death. “Who is the traitor?”
“It’s not important.” The woman moved with
natural grace, the pale blue silk floating around her shapely hips
and slim thighs with each step. “I’m Galya.”
The name told him nothing. She exhibited no
fear as she approached him, although he still held his sword at the
ready, and she wore no armor that he could see. If she came any
closer, he would…what? Kill her? The Grays would retaliate and
massacre his warriors.
Struggling to ignore the way his body flushed
in her proximity, Terek stared back at Galya. “I hope in all
fairness that you will spare my fighters. I take full
responsibility for the attack. But I would rather die than
“I like your style, Red Leopard.” The shadow
of a smile played on the woman’s lips and she patted the exquisite
white scabbard hanging from her silver sash. “I need field
practice, and you seem like a worthy opponent.”
She stepped out of her high platform shoes. A
general gasp filled the room. She now stood at eye level with Terek.
Could she be Human? No. She had six lovely toes.
Terek couldn’t imagine grappling with her in
single combat. Or rather, he could. An intimate battle. He felt
himself blush at the lusty thought and caught amusement in Galya’s
blue eyes. Despite her pale looks and cool demeanor, he sensed in
her a smoldering passion.
She unsheathed a pristine silvery blade that shimmered in the
artificial light. “You fight me, and I’ll decide whether to spare
your warriors or execute you all for treason.”