Up in the crowd seating, Commander Masin was stuck in a spiral of thought. He could not stop wondering who the strange woman known as Violet is, or to be more accurate, what she is.
The more she showed off in her fights the more convinced he was that she is not something simple. From her magic to her attitude, she is something unique, powerful and someone that he dearly wanted to know more about.
Watching her pull out a victory in her last fight was quite the feat, seeing how she used a good mix of strategy and raw power to overcome the near perfect counter that was Ivan struck something deep within him.
Then as he was still processing that victory the second person of interest came out to do her next bout.
Luna, the snow leopard beastkin, or at least that is what she looked like. But Masin had never seen any one of his kin wield such mastery of ice than her. Every snow leopardkin had an inate aptitude for ice magic, it was in their blood, yet she was something else.
