Tyranny of Steel

she flowed down a different path in the river. With only one immediate landmark visible to him, Berengar headed to spring below the waterfall, hoping to find something of value.

Berengar marched for several hundred yards on the edges of the unknown river before arriving hat his destination, it appeared that God favored him. For the moment he approached the pond, he spotted the woman he had been chasing. There was visible pain on the woman ’s pretty face as she stretched her ankle and grunted in agony.

Berengar took a moment to thoroughly examine the native beauty. She was young, not even in her mid-twenties, and she had short brown hair in a style similar to a bob. She had an athletic frame which was stacked with muscle, with a defined six pack. Evidently, she spent a large amount of time engaging in physical fitness. Which was not surprising when he considered the fact that she was an Aztec jaguar warrior.

Other noticeable features were the red war paint that adorned her face and body. Which concealed her bare breast. If Berengar had to guess, she was sporting C cups, which were just the right size, in his opinion, for a fit woman like her.

_{Visit ʟɪɢʜᴛɴᴏᴠᴇʟᴘᴜʙ.ᴄᴏᴍ, for the best no_vel_read_ing experience}

…