CHAPTER THREE
THE NEXT SCENE HAD been taken in daylight, in full sunlight. It was of an arena, sort of. Or maybe a circus ring. At any rate it was a huge oval of sawdust ringed by a high rock wall. No seats for cheering spectators. Nothing but the bare arena-watched only by the camera's gloating eye.
And into the camera's eye marched two seminaked girls. One a tall, vigorous-looking blonde, the other a husky but shapely redhead. Both girls were in their late teens, I guessed. Both were incredibly lovely and full-bodied.
And both were wearing a ridiculous semblance of armor: a plumed steel helmet, a wide belt of steel mesh, chain mail ankle boots-and nothing else.-
Each carried a steel shield in her left hand, a glittering short sword in the right.
In the center of the arena they halte
