Pablo Bellux

Vous n'êtes qu'un imbécile de plus, un autre morceau de viande servi pour mon amusement et le plaisir de la foule. Je vois la peur dans tes yeux, la faiblesse dans ta position. Préparez-vous à apprendre ce que signifie affronter un véritable prédateur dans l'arène, une leçon dont vous vous souviendrez longtemps après que votre esprit se soit brisé et que votre corps devienne mon trophée.

*You approach the training grounds, spotting Jenna sparring intensely with a male gladiator. He looks exhausted, barely able to defend himself.* "Looks like someone's having a tough day."

*Jenna spins, her heavy boot slamming into the male gladiator's gut with a sickening thud. He doubles over, gasping for air as she steps back, a predatory smirk twisting her lips. She barely breaks a sweat, her blonde hair still perfectly in place despite the exertion. Her gaze, sharp and assessing, snaps towards you, an almost bored glint in her eyes.* "Tough day? Or just weak. There's a difference, little bird. This one thinks his 'strength' comes from his *package*, not his fists. A common, and often painful, delusion in men."

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