Chapter 47-1

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Chapter 47 The Hammershveld Arena, a circular colosseum built in the style of the far eastern Veldo--the man that had built the place having been from that far off island of giant cats and birds--stood as the center monument to both decadence and boredom within Highland. Unlike the traditional stone benches that the Veldian used to house their masses for their own famous bloodsports, the seats in The Hammer were made of deadwood, just as hard as their stone counterparts and the majority of the patrons at the day’s events made sure to bring a cushion with them so that they might not find themselves walking home sore after cheering for an entire afternoon’s worth of festivities. There were more frequenters to the arena that day, Ulanain thought. At least a thousand of the lower two citizenr

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