Wednesday, October 8
Soul of the Serpent: Part 3a – The Arena
The arena was bowl-shaped, large enough to hold several hundred people at a time. Passages led out in all directions, connecting with an even greater network of tunnels.
“There!” shouted Kham.
The sixth brothers of Althares fell, the last in a circle of bodies on the ground. A pool of blood slowly spread out beneath them.
“We’re too late!” Beldin cried.
Up on a dais, the ssanu dressed in yellow robes stood, arms outstretched. Ssanu screamed and hissed from the stands.
Vlad eyed the crowd nervously, sword and shield up. “We can’t take them all on…”
“We don’t have to,” said Sebastian. He was strangely calm, arms at his sides. “Incendiares globus!” [MORE]
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