#trainerofslaves

                          “Ok, as it seems kitty won’t play fair.“

                  He taunts as he steadies himself up straight.           From the bruises and many scratches around his arm and face,               his opponent proven itself to be some wayward wild animal.         Nothing he couldn’t handle. With lots of training at Reim’s arena              and facing a giant ape named Garda, this match would                                  prove itself to be one of ease.

         Any future attack whenever the tiger would plunge itself at him          or lash its claws at him, Alibaba would dodge as best he could,                       divert most his claws with the end of the blade                        before kicking the creature to the other side                                 despite its size twice his own.

SEND ME “☏” AND I WILL TELL YOU WHAT NAME MY MUSE SAVED YOURS AS IN THEIR PHONE.

"Excuse me Sir, I am lost- do you know where we are?"

Slave traders visited this place now and then, aiming to do business with the master, it was certainly not too rare. And nothing Alibaba was interested in, he honestly couldn't care less whether his owner decided to throw another slave into the arena or not.

But this time, for once, something had piqued his attention. For some reason he felt like he had met the merchant, that had now come to observe the gladiators, somewhere before, though he couldn't recall where and when. Taking a step closer, silently staring at the trader. He certainly had an unique appearance, looking more like a woman than a man, it was something Alibaba wouldn't forget, right?

Send me a ¥ and a command and my muse has to obey.