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"You want to explain what you were thinking?" Kazrris asked as they were walked towards their doom.

"He wasn't going to let us go," Vordel explained. "I've bought us some time to get ourselves together.

The arena they entered seemed makeshift at best. Surrounded by a fence of wooden pikes and a handful of guard towers, the ground was coated in bits of gore and blood. Snow had fallen and covered up some of the carnage, but most of it was still quite visible. There was also a small house there, as well. Presumably a barracks of some sort, back when this place was still a used fortress.

"You know, you're the first ones to ever willingly volunteer," Falvius told them. He stood above the gate now, probably having scaled the wall to get up there. "We had to drag the Blacksmith's apprentice in here kicking and screaming. His fight ended rather quickly."