Vixen.
That was the first word that came to mind when my eyes connected with green orbs.
She was in another box just opposite ours, and the cage lay between us like a barrier.
I could barely detail or tell what she looked like, but I saw enough to assume. It was easy when you have been in the line of power for so long, you recognize someone like that.
And I knew without a doubt that it was her.
A black veil covered the lower half of her face, and judging by the way her eyes lit, she was smirking.
Anticipating the fight? Or just taunting me. I'll settle for the latter because that was exactly what she had been doing for the last few months, and had caused an uproar in my city.
Her name was on everybody's lips; they even feared her, too. Did she display strength? No... she used the simplest yet most dangerous method to grow in power. Information.
They talked about her. They spoke of how she began simply playing games like a woman who came to spend her daddy's money.
