Adira POV:
This arena held a lot of memories. Memories I never really wanted to keep around. I built a new one to usher in a new era of training. One a little less brutal to ensure that we would never lose any of our people. Growing up there was a tradition, similar to the gladiators. The queen and or king if not both would sit high above everyone else while those who are deemed criminals fight for their life.
**FLASHBACK**
I was staring at myself in the mirror. I black and red sheer dress with my hair braided on each side. Today is the first time I’m going to the arena. Mother thinks I am old enough now to see what happens to criminals. I had heard whispers, thoughts mainly of what was really going on in there. Most thought it was barbaric. The others just didn’t show.
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