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... the sky. Gasps ripple across the Colosseum. Michael feels every gaze digging into him.
Michael didn’t return their gazes.
He stood still, his clothes still damp, crusted with blood, his body a map of bruises. The golden glow of the board painted across his weary face.
’Twenty-six thousand. They’re all staring like I just turned into a god. If only they knew the truth. That I almost drowned in my own blood. That if I’d slipped even once, I’d be a corpse at the bottom of th ...
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