Saskatchewan: XVII

Callaghan was calculating when Bars was talking about the rules. Yea, no dirty moves, no crotch kicks, blah, blah, blah. Nothing new to pay attention to, nothing old enough to be in need of reminding. She just wanted to get it over with. The lust for blood and the shade of impending death were lurking behind her like vultures waiting for their prey.

And in this case, unfortunately, she was supposed to be the prey.

Chyler crossed her arms on her chest, to show the men that she wasn't afraid, nor uncertain when it came to Callaghan's capabilities. At the same time she was aware that with someone so big, a person as slender as Aria was could have no chances. However, she counted that her partner would actually surprise her. Maybe in a positive manner for once.