Tyris seeks combat to get her blood flowing, nothing gets her fired up more than the heat of battle.
Unfortunately her hopes to meet a foe strong enough to be her company for the night were dashed, no one was up to the challenge. Even Heninger fell to her sword.
He did put up a decent fight however.
"Fine, you'll do..." She says to him. "Pull it out."

She takes her man for today, perhaps he'll be stronger in bed than in the arena...
To be continued...