Mixed: Fighting Kick Ass Kandy Agent Hi Kix Kick As Model Habbit Serpien

She was the Hi Kix Kick Ass Model Habit. A mouthful, yes, but so was a roundhouse to the teeth. By day, she graced magazine covers in Milan. By night, she was a mixed-fighting retrieval agent for a shadow syndicate that paid in uncut sapphires. Her habit? She never lost. And she always, always kicked high.

It was the habit of never, ever finishing a story the way anyone expected. She was the Hi Kix Kick Ass Model Habit

She lit a cigarette, not because she smoked, but because it looked good for the nonexistent cameras. By night, she was a mixed-fighting retrieval agent

Tonight’s target: a flash drive shaped like a serpent’s fang, hidden in the spinal implant of a rogue bio-hacker codenamed Serpien. And she always, always kicked high

He lunged—not with fists, but with a neuro-toxin spat from a gland in his throat. Kandy twisted. The venom sizzled past her ear. In the same motion, she chambered her right leg and unleashed her signature move: the Hi Kix Kick Ass —a question-mark kick that started low, then snapped over his guard and smashed into his temple.

The fourth and fifth came together. Kandy flowed between them like water. Elbow to the jaw. Knee to the liver. Axe kick to the collarbone. Each strike was precise, elegant, and utterly devastating. The sixth man hesitated. She stepped inside his guard, grabbed his wrist, and used his own momentum to throw him into a slot machine. Jackpot. Bells rang.