Every part of her body ached, but she didn’t dare stop what she was doing. She scrubbed the table harder, trying to get out all of the Caltika monster blood. The fight that had just happened hours before had been fatal, with random body parts scattered across the bar, and the stench of death lingering in the air. The gelatinous green goo had come from the beast when it challenged one of the Monte males to spend the evening with a female. It was clear the Caltika had no idea the powers the Monte species actually possessed. The large wooden bucket beside her feet held what was left of said beast after she scraped him from the table. It took every ounce of willpower for her to hold back her gag reflex every time she glanced down at the chunky remnants. “Really put some elbow grease into it.” She gritted her teeth at the flirtatious comment right behind her. Luna didn’t bother responding or lifting her gaze. Maximo slapped her on the ass as he passed, but the only reaction she gave was to tighten her hand around the blood soaked rag she held.
