Dance Like Warriors On A Battlefield - Whoknows
Down in the arena, the triumphant gladiator places his foot on the back of the loser, holding him there as he waits for instruction on his next move. Kill or let live. Itâs barbaric, really, the bloodlust involved in this sport. Louis is pretty sure that if it wasnât for his distaste for the killing there would be a lot more blood soaking that sand.
As it is, his father rarely gives the kill order anymore. He gives the order to let the loser live. Louis rolls his eyes, turning away. He doesnât miss the way the gladiatorâs eyes linger on him.










