Volkas

"Volkas!" The announcer called over the speakers.

Lydia noticed the pale blue skin on his wiry but well-muscled frame. She rated him a six at most. Not that she had high standards with who she slept with, but he wouldn't be her first choice of the night.

The match started, and it was a flurry of blows. The blue man was almost feral, as Marble was entirely defensive. He took hits, but they never seemed to be too bad. Clearly, he was going for volume rather than quality. It wasn't until he got too close that he took his first hit from Marble in the gut. He was more cautious and danced around a lot more after that. There were no rules of where or how you could hit, and as things carried on, Marble showed his stamina by taking the hits. He only struck back when he had a good shot, and Lydia cheered when he did.

Wearing the opponent down works both ways; Lydia noticed the blue man slowing down. She saw him take hits more often until one knocked him against the cage wall. Expecting him to be allowed to recover, Lydia was surprised to see Marble pounce and wail on him until the bell rang far later than it should have. Remembering what she was there for, Lydia cheered as Marble was announced as the winner.

As Marble was let out of the cage, Lydia left her seat and went down to greet him. He was starting to bruise from all the hits and knew he would be sore as hell once the adrenaline wore off. After a few short words with his coach who hired her, he turned to Lydia and smiled at her while checking her out.

"I didn't know I had fans in here." Marble grinned as he licked his lips while looking at her.

"I didn't even know this place was a thing when I woke up. I just showed up, and you were just the best-looking fighter. After that, I just couldn't help myself." Lydia lied, noticing the coach appreciated her and not saying she was hired.

"I wish I was in a better state to keep impressing you." Marble shifted his stance, clearly starting to feel the fight.

"How about you sit with me and help me learn a thing or two? Would be nice to know what's going on and maybe learn a few things." Lydia was happily in the mood, but with some strange memories in her head, she wanted to learn how to protect herself.

"I know more than I showed. There are magic matches in the other arena. If you have that talent, it might be easier on…" he paused to study her figure, "someone with your frame."