Warriors' Providence (Cadi Warriors Book 2)(16)

"Second, we require reparations for a weapon that murdered countless people, which you are responsible for, as well as goods sold that were flawed. We expect better from those we deal with." Kagan bellowed, and the Cadi stomped in agreement.

Madhava nodded. The reptilian merchants had become a liability, their goods unreliable.

"So we will be taking two of the three ships you brought today along with the Toufik here." Kagan boldly informed them.

The Jurou Biljana leader started to protest but Kagan quickly silenced him with a gesture and a look that clearly said 'Don't fuck with me.'

"That is the deal and you leave with your lives. Otherwise I will take that too." Kagan snarled baring his fangs as he towered over the reptilian.

The slimy male looked angry but was smart enough to hold his tongue and nod. Madhava assisted other warriors as they escorted the reptilians to the smallest of their ships. He trained his laser weapons on them as they boarded though it was more for show since the reptiles were sorely outnumbered and unarmed.

Madhava watched as the lone Jurou Biljana vessel lifted off and headed into space. He then looked around for Dagaa to see if he needed help.

What Madhava saw made his eyes widen in surprise.

A small pale creature wrapped in Dagaa's cloak, which was twice as large as she was, struck out hitting Dagaa square in the face. Dagaa's head recoiled and his mouth dropped open. The little creature that reminded Madhava of Giselle screamed something incoherent as she struck a challenging pose.

Madhava almost laughed. It was amusing to see something so tiny act so fierce.

The closer Madhava got, the more he could see that indeed this was another human female, the Jurou Biljana had brought to their planet. Though she was pale and small like Giselle, her hair was red not blonde, and her eyes a deep green rather than blue. Madhava wondered how many variations Giselle's people possessed.

One thing was clear, human females were more brave and aggressive than their stature allowed for. She instantly struck him as cute, not just her attitude but her appearance. The way her hair was wavy and wild as the wind disturbed it, her pert nose, even the crease in her brow, and the way her lips pursed, were amusing.

Before Madhava could stop himself, his curiosity propelled him forward. When the small female's eyes widened in fear as she studied him, Madhava remembered how frightened she must be. It was bad enough being surrounded by large strange warriors, but Madhava knew he was especially frightening.

Thankfully Giselle approached the new little human.



Providence

In the light of day Providence studied the overgrown demon. He didn't look that bad, more like a red skinned, black haired version of Brad Pit from the movie Troy. Even his clothing had that gladiator appearance. He wore an armored kilt, with matching leggings on his thick thighs. Strapped across his broad chest were a series of knives. His bulging pecs were decorated with swirling black tattoos that contrasted with his red skin. He was as handsome as he was frightening.

Providence stood frozen as a second male joined him, staring down at her defiant posture. This demon was also rather attractive though scarred. One scar went down across his left eye and cheek. The male was lucky the injury hadn't blinded him. The nasty scar didn't detract from his appearance, but the scowl and furrowed brow did. He looked menacing. Providence noticed the countless other scars on his chest and arms. He too was covered in black tattoos and strapped with weapons.

This was an aggressive race that was obvious. Providence would have to be on her guard.

"What's wrong Dagaa, Madhava? Oh my god!"

Providence whirled around when she heard another human voice. Her mouth stood agape as a blonde woman quickly approached her, followed by another large red male.

"Oh my god, were you on that ship?" The blonde asked as she rushed up to Providence's and took her hand.

Providence was too stunned to do anything more than nod.

The demonic Brad Pitt behind Providence said something, but Providence didn't look back at him. Instead she clung to the blonde's hand. Never in a million years did she expect to see a familiar face here.

"Of course she hit you, you big baby. She's freaked out!" The blonde woman replied.

The way the woman took the man to task instantly calmed Providence a measure until she noted the bite marks on the crook of the woman's neck. One of these big behemoths had bitten her with their giant fangs. Some of the marks were old, but at least one set was new. Providence looked hesitantly at the male behind the blonde. She wasn't sure, but he seemed concerned as he studied her.

"My name is Giselle. What is yours?"

"Providence." She replied as she eyed the large male that stood so close to Giselle that he was practically on top of her.