“Is it wise, Master…?” Asked Aaron as Dorian asked the guard to bring the rejects to the boat that will sail them to the underground fight island…..
“Why? We cash in some money, right….?” Said Dorian
“But your status, master, you will become a mockery, showing yourself at that low place…?” Said Aaron, showing his disagreement as he saw his master strode casually along the jetty that led him towards the awaiting boat….
“I am already being mocked, Aaron…. You know that…. That last game, four losses….? What next…. Five …? And then?” He asked as he boarded the boat, along with Aaron, and Abigail that will serve him during the journey….
Abigail feels a little sorry for the inmates down the deck, remembering the last time she was in the boat, she was among the inmates, below the deck… And it
