KNIGHT

“Should we really be allowing this to happen?” Rico asked as he watched Fang and Sniper wrap knuckle tape around Knight’s bruised hands.

Chameleon—real name Marco—yawned beside him, completely unbothered by the stench of blood, sweat, and urine that filled the underground fight ring. People roared from the stands above, pressed around the steel cage at the center of the room.

“Knight! Knight! Knight!” they chanted in wild rhythm.

A woman near the front pulled down her gown and exposed her breasts, screaming, “Knight, I love you!”

The man beside her glanced at her, then lunged, latching his mouth onto one of her nipples. She giggled, throwing her head...