Desiderius was surrounded and outnumbered at least three to one, he stared into the eyes of his aggressors, waiting for any sudden movements as they circled around him, he could feel their blood lust spreading through the arena they were in. He did not cared for their names, nor their families. They stood in his way of freedom and honor, and he would cut them down without mercy. He heard a sudden snapping sound, a thin one like a twig, and through his pepherical vision, he saw one of them approaching from his rear, the man's weapon raised above his head.
In one fluid movement, Desiderius drew his sword and pivoted, dodging the man's blade and throwing one of his own. His blade met flesh and the man's head flew off, the headless body feel to the ground, hitting it with a sickening thud. He could feel the audiences in the arena go wild at his actions, screaming and chanting his name as he proceeded and cut down the two remaining foes with ease.
He then stood at the podium, as he was awarded gold, and told that he could any woman of his choice as long as he stayed the champion and helped his masters earn their money through betting on him. He smiled as he looked through the crowd of young woman that had been gathered and presented for him.
One certainly caught his eyes. He approached her, gently brushing her raven black hair behind her ears as he stared into her ice green eyes with his cool blue ones, "what is your name?" he asked, as he reached out and gripped onto her chin with his fingers.
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