"But let’s say I help you kill the turkey," Torque said, muscular arms crossed under her voluptuous breasts. "What's in it for me?"
"The turkey cannot be defeated," Beemfer groaned. The terrifying slashes across his chest and face had been poorly repaired.
"What's in it for you?" Gorn suddenly rumbled from the cell's dark corner. "Like the rest of us. Freedom. That should be enough."
Outside the holding cell, the crowds continued to cheer. Somewhere in the arena, the turkey was being watered and rearmed, ready to take on the next opponent.
"All right," Torque said. "I challenge the bird."
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You meant to write, "I challenge The Bird."
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