Chapter 300
Chapter 300
“You ready for this?”
Max nodded at Aimee, noticing how she didn’t seem to agree as she stood there with her hip cocked to one side.
“I’ll be fine. Stop worrying,” he replied as Max folded up the pad that had been lying on the stone bench. “From what I have learned, these first few fights will be easy.”
“Nothing here is easy,” she growled. “Everyone here wants you dead. Even the ones who bet money on you are looking forward to the day they can win money off you losing. Champions rise and fall. Some are smart, staying here, not risking their life in the next arena until they are certain they can win.”
Sighing, Max lay on the stone bench, the pad tucked under his head, glad for a little bit of comfort.
“Well, are you at least going to do what we talked about? Jazzjak doesn’t feel like you are going to inflict enough pain before ending the lives of your opponents. Don’t forget, each arena wants more suffering. They want to watch you bleed out your opponents.”
Closing his eyes, Max couldn’t help but try to ignore the way that rabbit had looked, bouncing up and down, angry when he wouldn’t commit to slow kills.
“Each death can earn more tokens. People pay to see that kind of suffering.”