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voice exclaimed from inside the cage.
    Zara snickered . “That’s what I said exactly, Rage. But I have to admit, the little human can fight.”
    “Fight what? A strong wind could blow her over,” the second fighter in the cage commented. He didn’t seem impressed with the human female. Talon hadn’t been excited about anything in a long while. Not since Lindy had left him.
    “Send her home , Zara, before she gets her pretty face messed up,” Rage replied, but he kept his eyes on the human. He looked her up and down. He could feel his beast respond with interest.
    “Can’t, the big bosses like her. They watched a taped copy of the tryouts. She lasted two rounds with me. They are already marketing her as the only pure human fighter in the GCFA. It’s a done deal.”
    Rage growled. The human was going to get herself killed. He watched as she pulled off the large t-shirt that had been hiding her form. For her size she was more well-endowed than he had thought she would be. She had hips like a grown woman and large breasts on a slim, well-toned body. His heart beat faster as his beast struggled to break free. There were other growls going on around the facility as the other men caught sight of the human’s body. The little human was built for sex.
    He felt a punch to his side which brought him back to his practice fight. “Sorry , Talon, let’s go.”
    Talon nodded his head. He didn’t look at the little human . She reminded him of Lindy and that hurt too much. He threw himself into his fighting. The pain helped make him forget, at least for a little while.
    Zara’s eyes narrowed at the new girl, Rachel Starr. She sounded like a stripper. If it were up to her, she would send her weak human ass back to whatever puny planet she came from. She wasn’t surprised the males were all panting to get into her pants. Anyone with a body like that was bound to stir up trouble, and that worried Zara. After seeing Rage’s reaction to the little human, she was especially concerned. She and Rage were friends and she didn’t want to see the same thing happen to him that happened to Talon. She left Talon and Rage to practice.
    “We are going to do a series of exercises. We need to see how strong each and every one of you are. Let’s start with laps,” their trainer, a male named Clayton, ordered.
    “How many laps?” Rachel asked, bending and stretching.
    Clayton looked pissed. While everyone else started to run immediately, the little human stood there asking stupid questions. “Run until you drop. Then start giving me push-ups.” He saw that Rachel was about to ask how many push-ups. “You will do push-ups until I tell you to stop or until you pass out.”
    Fuck! She was in training hell. Rachel took several deep breaths and started her laps. Lesak had told her to expect resistance to her presence. He said that the other fighters would give her a hard time in an attempt to get her to quit early on. Due to the extreme violence associated with the GCFA sporting events, there was a clause in the contract allowing the fighters to quit at any time. Well, there was no way she was going to quit. She had a job to do, and she would do it, even if it killed her.
    Gana was the first to give out. Rachel thought she was holding her own. Zara and Alana were two laps ahead of everyone. Then there was Resa. Rachel was keeping pace with Sersan.
    “Not bad , human,” Sersan called out to her.
    Rachel just nodded her head. She would not waste her breath by trying to carry on a conversation. She didn’t have super strong alien DNA. She had to pace herself and watch her every breath.
    After another lap, her roommate dropped out. “I am done.” She just collapsed to the side. Rachel looked back to make sure she was still breathing. When Zara passed her again, it made Rachel refocus on her laps. She had to prove herself to them.
    Alana and Resa collapsed at the same time. Now it was just her and Zara. All the other fighters, including the
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