The pounding of the drums for today’s challenge fight reached all the way down to the lower levels of the pits. The earth throbbed like a heartbeat beneath Beauty’s booted feet as he started the long walk up to the challenge arena. The sound didn’t intimidate him as it was supposed to. This ain’t my first rodeo. His lips quirked as Sparky’s voice filled his mind. He had no clue what a rodeo was, but yeah… he got the context. This wasn’t his first time in the challenge arena.
This ain’t my first rodeo. It would be his last.
wouldFighters lined the corridors to watch him pass, crowding in two or three deep in some places. Reverence and respect filled the air, some of them with their fists over the center of their chests in a salute from one fighter to another—a promise to revel in his glor
