As Alcides knelt in front of Rhesus, the chamber echoed with the venomous air of betrayal. Rhesus, fueled by rage and humiliation, spat at Alcides, the spittle landing on his face like a mark of shame. The guards, their grip unyielding, forced Alcides to remain in a vulnerable position.
Rhesus, towering over the subdued gladiator, couldn't contain his anger. With a swift and forceful kick, he struck Alcides on the side, eliciting a sharp cry of pain. Blood trickled from the wound, staining the cold stone floor beneath.
In the oppressive silence that followed, Rhesus declared, "This traitor deserves nothing but swift justice. He has defiled not only my household but the very essence of loyalty itself." The disdain in Rhesus' voice reverberated through the chamber, carrying the weight of h
