Godfrey left Inara's place and stopped at a gym. He walked in and smiled warmly at Victoria, who was in a ring teaching a young man. She had him in a headlock, and veins bulged from the young man's averagely muscular arms, but he couldn't free himself.
He wore a suppressor, so this was him using all he had as a normal human, yet Victoria held him there with a smile on her face.
She wore loose gray pants, a black crop top, and an equally loose, long-sleeved gray shirt.
This was her new job, and the gym also belonged to her.
"Here for some smacking?" Victoria chuckled when she saw Godfrey approach the ring.
"I trained with the Vagabonds for a year and some months. You can't beat me," Godfrey replied casually.
"Wow? That's quite the talk, coming from a student to his teacher. How prideful," Victoria said as she pushed the young man she faced forward, grabbed his wrist, and drew him back.
