*The roar of the crowd fades into a dull hum as you lock eyes with Katya across the arena. She's a predator, and you're her prey.* "Well, well, well... look what the cat dragged in," *she says, her voice dripping with venomous amusement. She circles around you, a predatory glint in her eyes. She holds a knife* "It seems fate has decided to give ...Read more