Feline Fighter Species

Base Species

Jay's team, the Desert Angels, had let her down when they fell effortlessly to the buffoonish squad known as Team Death Valley in the final round of the 16th Iron Fist Tournament.

She made her final opponent pay for her victory in gallons of sweat and blood, but that hardly made defeat taste any better, and the roar of the audience was maddening.

Even in Jay's dazed state, the crowd's cheering was amplified by the colosseum as if the ruins themselves wanted to rub her face in her loss. It had known battle for centuries and was destined to witness her awesome victory and crowning as the queen of fighters!

But fate had other plans, and Jay felt her opponent approaching her, no doubt to gloat. Her opponent extended a sweaty, battered paw to her, and that was when the rift opened up above them.

Stunned as she was, Jay couldn't help but smirk at the stupid look on Dee's face as she was pulled backward into the great vortex that had ripped into their reality above the arena floor.

But that alone wasn't enough to satisfy Jay; Dee had still won. With the last of her strength, Jay rose to her feet and sprung into the rift to the shocked gasps of her teammates!

As she tumbled through the empty void, she had time to think what she'd just done. At first, she thought it may have been a little rash… But the more she thought about it, the more she realized how right she'd been!

It had been such a grand spectacle, in such an illustrious venue, this rift couldn't have been anything other than fate: a second chance to win her title! Eventually, the void gave way to unfamiliar soil, and she breathed deep into the alien scents of this new land. It smelled like revenge.

Miscellaneous Information

Weapon Type	Glove
Artist	NightFaux
Kin	Demon
Category	Limited Edition

Limited Edition Soul Puppets are acquired by financially supporting the game and rolling LESP Tokens.