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... adows across the Arena of Fangs.
Hours had passed since the opening horn. The fifty thousand spectators, initially rowdy, had whipped themselves into a frenzy.
The smell of roasted meat and spilled ale mixed with the copper tang of blood on the ice.
The initial fifty combatants of Block C had been culled.
It was a brutal, Darwinian process. Leona watched from the sidelines as a Tigerman was dragged off the field by healers, his leg shattered.
She watched a ...
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