Gladiator III

The catacombs were everything that Feral had expected, had known them to be…

He felt as if he were plunged head first, for the instructed guards had thrown him into this dark abyss, wherein not a single ray of light shone…

His screams echoed along the hollowed halls of this endless, maze-like structure as his body, propelled by the force at which he was thrown, slid along the vast tunnel that ended in a pile of bones.

''No! No let me out!'' he screamed, pounding his fists into the bones scattered all around him.

''Let me out!''

This went on for nigh what Feral must have felt an hour when finally the stone wall that had been the key to his imprisonment rolled over, and two new guards from the ones who had brought him there, stepped into the darkness to meet him.

''The King Summons you again child.'' Spoke one of them.

Feral was within a new match before he knew it….

This time, a bigger opponent was headed his way as he braced his trusty Broadsword…

One that wasn't even human…