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drained his drink and returned the
cup with a sharp click.
    “I
can tell you’re not much of a talker,” the man said.   “My name is Felix Crispus, and I am the lanista of this ludus .   What is your name?”
    The man was mental if he thought
Ravage would cave so easily. Instead, he focused his attention out the window,
where he could see the ocean.   The
crashing of waves against the shore soothed him somewhat, as much as possible
all things considering.   The guards had
reduced his food rations, as well as his water, in an effort to break him, but
he was Alpha.   He could go weeks surviving
on very little.   No, if he were being
honest with himself, it was knowing Aleirah was also a
prisoner that was slowly leeching his soul and strength.   Each day he was denied the sight of her,
knowing she was somewhere on this fucking satellite moon, was a knife in his
gut.   All he needed was some way out of
the electro-rope that kept him bound . Once free, he vowed to paint the walls
of this ludus with the blood of the men who dared enslave them all.
    Felix Crispus
sighed.   “I had hoped we could become
friends, but your silence is proving detrimental to that notion.   I know you are the Alpha of your tribe.   Stories of Lycanis warriors are legendary,
and I am thrilled to have such a specimen as you on display.   Surely you love the sport of combat as much
as the next person?”
    There were so many things Ravage
wanted to say, but he wouldn ’t give the man the satisfaction.   His people had been celebrating the mating
season, a ritual that took them out of their fortified cities into the
wilderness in honor of the ancestors who found their mates under the full
moon.   The celebrations were full of
dance, wine, and sex.   All of which led
to their guards being lowered to allow the Sennex raiding parties to capture
them.  
    “Come,”
Felix Crispus said cajolingly.   “Surely
you are open for negotiations.   You must
fight in the Kappuah arena, and win, to reach the honor of Sennex Prime.   To get there is a monumental achievement and
one I’ve had the pleasure of sending eight gladiators to.   No small feat, mind you.”
    “I’ve
noticed there’s nothing small about you.” Ravage taunted the man, unable to
keep his tongue silent any longer.
    Out of the corner of his eye, he saw anger
infuse Felix.   The man’s face went from
pasty white to fire red in a flash, and the lanista flicked a nod toward the
Sennex soldiers at post near the door.   Ravage braced himself for the attack, and as soon as the guard came
close, he struck with his foot, hitting the man in the stomach and doubling him
over with a grunt of pain.   The
electro-rope suddenly seized every muscle in his body, and he fell to his knees
as spasms crisscrossed through this body, incapacitating him.   He looked through his lashes and saw Felix
holding the remote control to his bindings.   Gone was the affable man.   Instead, the lanista reveled in the power he wielded, knowing he brought
the mighty Lycanis Alpha down to his knees.
    “I
see you’re going to be difficult to control,” Felix said.   He stared coldly down at Ravage for a moment
longer and then turned off the remote.   “It is said no one can defeat a full grown Lycanis warrior.   You will fight.”
    Ravage slumped to the floor,
sweating profusely as his muscles relaxed.   He panted from the exertion and closed his eyes to gather his
senses.  
    “My
people are honorable,” he said.   “We do
not kill other people for sport.”
    “You
will,” Felix assured.   “Everyone does
eventually because if you don’t, it’ll be your broken body bleeding upon the
ground.   Your species is a mystery, but I
know stock when I see it.   Out of the
dozen Lycanis men we captured, ten are merely whelps.”
    Ravage ’s eyes opened and he turned his
head to glance up at the power-hungry man.   “You’ve seen my men?”
    Felix
nodded.   “I have every person that