An OC-based one-shot. The world of combat tournaments was a cut-throat environment, with no tolerance of weakness or hesitation. You needed some combination of influence, skill, and style to get ahead. The Lyte name had gotten the influence, gotten her into the arena today. But of skill, Radie had relatively little. And style... she couldn't afford style.
Rated: T - English - Angst/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 1 - Words: 2,459 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 3 - Follows: 2 - Published: 11/21/2020 - OC, Pyrrha N., Prof. Lionheart - Complete