Marc trudged through the hallway of the ASL to his new mistress. His last one hadn't been so bad but she ended up in pissing off the wrong fighter and got challenged to a Survival match. Then, stupidly, she accepted despite just being accepted into the ASL at Bronze level while her Challenger had been Silver, formally Gold. Poor deluded girl ended up in her opponent's gullet faster than Marc could blink.
As such, Marc had been reassigned to another fighter to serve. He just hoped it didn't end up too bad, he could due with not ending up in the infirmary too much.
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