story continuing from part 6: It had been a full lunar cycle
before I was feeling better from the defeat with the caestus covered
fists. Then another cycle of recovery at the slave-fighter's barracks
and I was again in fighting shape. Still the Governor had the
Arena games going strong and he brought me out when he thought I was
ready. It seemed that he had partially forgiven me for my tryst with the
guard and yet I could not be sure. Was he planning a fight for me
from which I would truly never return? Summer had begun and the arena seemed
hotter than before. Or maybe I was just feeling a different sort of
heat. Here are the first 6 frames from the first gladiatorial fight to the
death:
Here are the first 6 frames from the second fight in this
story:
