Draco
Draco’s arms were spread as the servants fussed all over him, fixing his clothing right after he finished his bath. They were preparing him for the evening’s match in the pit.
Draco couldn’t deny that he had been looking forward to the match. The gladiators had been in intense training lately. A raven had landed some time ago from the Seven Sages, informing them about the upcoming Blood Summit.
The Summit was usually held once every three months between the demon clan and the rogue lycan clan. The Sages were usually the hosts. A lot of activities occurred during the Summit, and the gladiators’ match was one of them.
Since they received the message, the pit’s Champion Titanus had taken it upon himself to train the younger gladiators. Today, the first match for the younger gladia
