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16
Dec
17

The mistake

Gladiator

 

Who’d want to be in their shoes?  Stuck in the pit with The Fiend.  Beaten and abused.  His fury trapped down in the hole.  A night of seething rage.  Released to face the fighters.  Released to prove his worth.

Anyone fancy a go?  Any volunteers?

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14
Dec
17

The containment

Gladiator

 

The rage could not be contained.  Fury pumped up every muscle in his ripped torso.  The urge to get his hands on that fight-master’s throat  ..  overwhelming.  The pain burned him up.  The strikes into his feet drove him mad.

But nothing compared to the need to settle scores.  To kill

 

 

 

 

13
Dec
17

The tightrope

Gladiator

 

Pain flooded every bit of his body.  Anger poured in streams of sweat out of every pore.  Trapped in this tight hole, no getting away.  No getting his revenge.    But he would  …..

Conan had learned.  Crom helped those who helped themselves

 

 

12
Dec
17

The oath

Gladiator

 

There had been other fresh fighters, newly bought, who thought they still had some say.  It came with the trade  ..  dealing in muscled flesh used to throwing its weight around.  Some just had to learn who was boss.  Some took longer than most  .  but every single one of them had come round.

How much was this Fiend going to take before it caught on?

 

 

11
Dec
17

The shocks

Gladiator

 

No stranger to violence  ..  Conan gave as good as he received.  Life had been tough  ..  almost never kind  ..  from earliest moments on.  He’d learned to expect little from others.  What you had, you grabbed for yourself.  And fought tooth-and-nail to fight the robbers off.

Violence had shaped him  ..  toughened him up.

10
Dec
17

The money-spinner

Gladiator

 

What the fuck was going on?  Lowered head-first into the bowels of the earth.  No wriggle-room, no fending off any attack.  Below only blackness, a menacing threat.
Getting beaten  ..  thrashed across his back, belly pummelled till it screamed  ..  Conan would have expected that.  He’d shown that fucker of a fight-master up, after all.  Dumb prick, sticking him in the pit with preening amateurs.

But getting buried in darkness  ….?  What the fuck was going on?

 

 

 

09
Dec
17

The value

Gladiator

 

He could bawl as much as he wanted.  Who the hell gave a fuck?  Body stuck down in the tube  ..  he was going nowhere.  No danger to man nor beast.  Fuck-all he could do to save his murderous hide.

And still there were guys lined up  ..  itching for payback for their mates  ..  busting to have their go.




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