
by NevahLioness
In Marrowgate, rank is written on the skin: one brand for every opponent who does not rise. Serrin Vale wears none. Eleven bouts, eleven wins, and she has never struck a single blow. The crowd calls it cowardice. The champion they send to end her calls it an insult. She calls it the only thing she owns.
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