Another beast meets its end at the edge of my blade. Once a terrifying monster of colossal might from a distant corner of the realm, it now lies lifeless, defeated.  

As I lift its butchered head, the crowd erupts in a frenzy, their barbaric hunger satiated once more.

But these degenerate's eyes will never feast on the sight of a single drop of my own blood, no matter what they throw at me.

When we entered the gates of this kingdom, we thought that our torturous journey to find a new home was over. Our hopes faded fast. We were enslaved.

These fighting pits are the only path to our freedom. And I can sense the time is near.