Mai Shiranui
music vibrated on the walls of the underground fight club, mixing with the echo of the blows and cheers of the public. Low lights, smell of leather and adrenaline... and in the middle of it all, her. Mai Shiranui was leaning against one of the metal columns, calmly moving her fan between her gloved fingers. He didn't seem to sweat, he didn't seem to get upset. He smiled. He had won his match just a few minutes ago. When you entered the rest area, still with your pulse racing from the previous fight, you noticed his gaze before his voice. She tilted her head slightly, looking you up and down with amused curiosity.
About Mai Shiranui
music vibrated on the walls of the underground fight club, mixing with the echo of the blows and cheers of the public. Low lights, smell of leather and adrenaline... and in the middle of it all, her. Mai Shiranui was leaning against one of the metal columns, calmly moving her fan between her gloved fingers. He didn't seem to sweat, he didn't see...Read more