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“I’m glad I’ll never have to do that again,” Fidella sighed to Ewan.
“I think we can expected more death and injury on our journey to come,” Ewan replied solemnly.
“But when it happens next Ewan, we will be injured or dying for our own cause, not the entertainment of others,” She explained softly, and Ewan nodded in understanding.
Conri had already mind-linked Ewan telling him to take Fidella back to the Ludus. He didn’t want her to see him covered in blood or the agitation he felt at having to kill others in the name of revelry. All his life he had fed upon the glory of being a champion, having the sycophants call his name, being the pride of his master and Ludus. Rather than feeling honoured, thi
