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I walk up to Dante before entering the ring. "Are you ready to kick his ass, beautiful?" He asks me. 

Smiling, I reply, "You know it, I would not let him beat me. I plan on winning this entire tournament."

"Well, until you get to me, of course. There is no way that you could beat me." He says flirtatiously.

"We will see about that. Sit down and watch me win this." I say back with a wink.

He kisses my forehead before moving over to his seat to spectate. Kiba is sitting forward in his seat with a hunger in his eyes that I cannot understand. Is it for the violence and bloodshed that is going on around him or is it something else that has him enamored?

Squaring up with his Beta, we knock gloves and begin to circle each other. I do not want Kiba know my strength until his match with me at the end so I do not want to go on the offensive yet. It does not take long for his Beta to throw a punch at me which I easily block and return the favor. I hit hi