29. YOU HELP ME, I’LL HELP YOU
Pepin had never felt lower than he had these past few weeks. He genuinely felt that the Gods, who he had been raised to revere, were playing a cruel joke on him. Aoife and their pup were the greatest gifts he had been granted and now he couldn’t be near them, forced to sleep separately in their cells. He could feel Aoife’s loneliness and anger, and used this as a k****e for his own rage. In the pits he imploded all the aggression he was forced to keep hidden in the Ludus, onto the sands. His fighting skills had improved greatly with the constant matches, and exposure to different fighting styles. He had become a favourite of the crowd and he would sell out tickets on the nights that the Brawling Beta made an appearance. Caius was worried about his champion’s state of mind, he was furious o
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