The Final Tournament Pt. 3 - Andromeda: The Goddesses' Favourite Dancer
A Tale of Female Martial Arts Supremacy by Kicked72 Amazonian Dreams/Barbarian Nightmares It was the historical first day of the final edition of the tournament and Andromeda was attentively surveilling her sector of the Barbarian terrace. As she attended to her duties, the fair and slender Amazon couldn’t help thinking back to her own first glory day in the Arena. Standing on top of the outer edge of the terraces, she was looking down unto a descending sea of dark, dirty, and hairy backs of kowtowing Barbarians. Compared to them, with her long and straight blonde hair, her marble-white skin and her bronze jewelry, Andromeda – who had now reached the age of 28 - looked like a sexy and athletic angelic figure, floating gracefully in the sunlight above a herd of ugly wild boars. Andromeda did look like an angel to the Barbarians too, albeit one of that particular kind that delivers holy, fiery and deadly barefoot retribution. Her silhouette perfectly matched with the statues and sculptur