King of the Coliseum
"All doubted him at first, with his shackles... but he is the true king of the Coliseum."
Deadly Flower
"She is a flower that blooms in the Coliseum. But at her feet are numerous corpses..."
Her axe had been scratched in the previous battle- annoying more so than worrying. With the faint stirrings of 'irked' she carefully repaired her blade, sharpening and polishing. The Professor had grounded two of their team, leaving only two to go forward.
"Are you ready?" Her only teammate received a glance for his troubles.
"Yes."
"Very well." He stood, chains jingling, and she couldn't help but note that he stood much like the Tethe'allian Chosen did when before the king: with an un-bowing head. She did an experimental swing of her weapon, deeming it repaired, before joining him.
Finally the gates were raised and they stepped out together to the roar of the crowd.
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