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Adrian lay face-down on his bed, the simple act of laying down currently one of the best things he had ever decided to do. To put things frankly, he was exhausted from simply everything. Watching over Asta, Rowan, and Phoenix was not the easiest task, just one of them alone was a handful. He was grateful there was now also Katrina to help him, as she had a good sense of restraint and responsibility. Her being basically just human also helped limit possible damage, unlike Rowan who would-like a cat- mess things up and cause general havoc out of boredom. As of that moment, Katrina had somehow managed to subdue both Asta and Rowan by, of all th

    Hael and Ruari talked for a bit over the tea Hael had made for her, however Hael had none for herself, keeping her mask on for now. Outside the room, the sounds of other gladiators and gladatorixes passing by could be heard, as well as a few stopping to investigate the sounds from Hael's own, unaccustomed to hearing anything like talking coming from there.    "How did you end up being thrown into the arena while I was in the middle of a match? Security is usually rather tight while the shows are occurring," Hael asked, tilting her head as she tried to figure out what had happened to Ruari.    The younger girl bit her lip and looked dow

    The arena's sounds didn't reach the bunkhouses of the gladiators and gladatorixes, no matter how thunderous it may be. Civilians rarely saw the inside of the place their favorite 'performers' resided, as an old and respected tradition of Primordia. Only the ones who've been initiated or the rare occasion that a fighter would bring a civilian in, and even then, those civilians could not speak a word of what they ever saw inside. As it was presently, most of the celebrity fighters were milling and waiting for their turns in the arena.As Hael led the other, Ruari she had said, through, several looked to the sight curiously.    "They are giv