Match 03: Huatyln vs Zakhali (Patreon)

The desert sands were no match for the Amazon, her body attuned to the blistering heat, her blazing focus rendering the brutal environment worthless as she approached the ruins of a long-hidden temple, used by her opponent's secretive organisation to train their agents.

She cracked her knuckles and grinned, her luscious, muscular body glistening in the unforgiving sun as she mentally relished the thought of destroying her slender, sensual opponent and fucking the daylights out of her.

This was going to be an easy match.