Slave Pits of the Tyrannical God (Path of Transcendence Book 2) Read Online Free Page A

resentment. “Yes, Throd'nahk. I hear and obey.”
    The Throd'nahk turns to one of the DokkAlfar guards. “Release the Champion's Power.”
    The DokkAlfar's expression mirrors Cletus' from a few moments ago. “You want the Champion's Power released for a newbie trash? Are you insane?”
    “The Mistress has made me Throd'nahk of this stable. How Gladiators and trainees are handled is my choice. Are you going to release the Champion's Power, or do you want to explain why you interfere with my way of training to the Mistress?”
    The intensity in the Throd'nahk's glare forces the DokkAlfar to unconsciously take a few steps backwards. Whether or not the DokkAlfar is aware of it, real fear is showing in his eyes. Reaching into his belt pouch, the guard takes out a black metal rod, with what look like runes on it. Pointing the rod a Cletus, the DokkAlfar thumbs one of the runes, and the glow on Cletus' collar disappears. The runes have to be sigils that are tied to the magic of the collars.
    Is it this Throd'nahk or the threat of this Mistress that the DokkAlfar guard fears?
    With a grin, Cletus rubs his neck under the collar. Moving to the weapon racks, he straps a round buckler to his wrist and takes up a flail. Even the there are no spikes on the buckler and flail, they can both still do damage to a human body.
    It is not obvious how Cletus uses Power. Nor is it obvious what the nature of his Power is.
    I know how to use almost every single weapon in the weapon racks, but there are not that many weapons that I like. Looking at the available array of practice weaponry, I decide to use what I am most comfortable with at the moment and take a pair of swords. They are about the same length as the special alloy ones that I brought from Earth, but they are almost twice as wide. The difference in size is not enough to throw off my techniques.
    Taking a position opposite Cletus, I let my swords hang negligently at my side.
    “After I beat you bloody, I'm going to fuck you in the ass, while everyone enjoys the show. Ugly freaks like you make me hard.” Cletus' voice is loud enough to carry to the seating beyond arena wall, but there is no one there to hear his words.
    The way that Cletus is looking me, while licking his lips, I do not think he is that type to have ever met a woman he was interested in. If I were girl, his unnatural stare would probably make me shriek in horror.
    I smile at Cletus. “I'm going to squash your balls into jelly . . . if I can hit a target that small.”
    Cletus does not show any reaction. Even if he is an idiot, he is trained well enough to not give in to provocation.
    “Begin!” The Throd'nahk's command is much louder and more authoritative than when he started the other demonstrations.
    Cletus' form blurs, as he crosses the dozen feet between us. I am barely able to duck and spin out of his flail's line of attack. He easily moves out of range of my attacks on his leg and back.
    As Cletus pauses for a few seconds, we stare at each other.
    Licking his lips, Cletus begins to move again. His speed is fast, but not at the same level as his first attack. A faint blue shimmer is surrounding Cletus' body, as he unleashes continuous sweeping attacks at me. His movement speed is faster than I can more without the flow of ki enhancing my body.
    I do not want to expose the movement capabilities of Shadow Fist yet. I circle, using my swords to deflect the attacks I cannot avoid. Every time I move carelessly, the edge of the buckler strapped on Cletus' wrist lashes out at me.
    Considering Cletus' precise attacks and movements, his reaction speed is probably a little better than my own unenhanced speed. As long as I stay defensive, I can just barely deal with the difference in our speeds. Even so, I do not think he is showing me his best.
    I start testing Cletus' defenses, using only one sword at a time to attack. I have the feeling that if I use double weapon attack patterns, Cletus will be able to get past my