Chapter 78 - A fight in the arena

Alistair's lips curled as his eyes fixated on the deadly cell where fighters were pitted against each other in a brutal spectacle.

He had known deep down that his own fate was intertwined with that bloodstained arena, to fight and entertain the crowd in ways that he could.

As the dust settled from the previous fight, the announcer swaggered into view, his voice booming with excitement, about to introduce the next fight.

"And there you have it, folks! Another glorious victory in the pit of despair!" The announcer's words seemed to reverberate through the cold stone walls of the prison, charging the crowds.

Alistair could see the victorious man, bruised and battered, emerging from a nearby cell, just like him.

There was a twisted sense of camaraderie among the prisoners, knowing that they shared the same fate as the celebrate the winner.

Alistair's attention was snatched away from them as the announcer's gaze fell upon him, he knew his time was up.

"But wait, ladies and gentlemen! Tod
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