Chapter 12
A dusty brown tunic, belted it at the waist, and flat leather sandals made up the entirety of Mira’s pathetic fighting armor. Scantily clad though she was, Mira preferred to fight with next to nothing, even barefoot; but since this was a special fight, one which the Magistrate himself would be attending, fighters were required to wear full gear. This should prove interesting. She hadn’t been in a fight with actual gear in quite some time. Her Owner had even sent her short sword out to be sharpened.
While she waited for her escorts to arrive, Mira wrapped her short hair into a bandana so no stray hairs would get into her eyes. With new fighters coming into the arena, she needed to be sure she had nothing impeding her vision. Mira was ready, almost itching for a fight. The rumor
