It was then that I asked to see the record of Vel Leon. I saw him furrow his brows together. He then pointed to the board with the records. Vel was the number 2 gladiator of this arena. He had a record of 11-1. I was the top dog here. Not only had I fought in more matches than him, I was undefeated. I pointed this out to the booker. "Yes. I know. I've already said that you are a great fighter." he said. "Vel Leon had been ducking me for a while. Let's do this instead: the twins and I against him and 2 slaves of his choice. There is no way the crowd would not love it. I believe that I should get this match. I've never let the arena down." The booker was convinced. "I'll run it by him now. I believe he has been able to call the shots when he was the number 1. Maybe this will light a fire under his ass." he said. The main event was set the next day. He really had no choice but to agree. I was a free man like him. People would know that he ducked me again. Everyone was going to be there. Even the governor would be there to watch. This was not something to miss. I was going to do this all for them.
Losing the fight was not an option here. I had grown very attached to the twins. Every so often, I would go down to the pits and give them some meat and fresh bread. It made them objects of jealousy in the pits. Other slaves wanted to kill them. I did not care about this. After the fight, I was going to buy them. They were slaves. If I bought them from the arena, they would be mine. I could then give them gear and have them fight for me. Vel Leon was a sadist. He could not take care of a slave to earn him passive income. He only fought when the urge to kill was too high or the money he was living on was too low. When the day for the fight came, the arena was so full. Vel had his pick of strong looking penal slaves. The first round was a 1 on 1 fight. The second round was close; a pair of gladiator slaves went up against a centaur. The big centaur was stabbed and slashed up. However, he was able to kill both of the slaves in the end. The third round was up next. It was another 1 on 1 fight between a pair of very tough looking slaves. They hated each other. It was a nasty, drag-out brawl.
Making them fight to the death was visceral. At the end of the fight, both of them were dead. Their wounds were just too great. It was now time for us to go. I walked into the arena confidently. There was nothing I had to prove to anyone at this point. I had a proven track record of winning. Cassius and Caelus followed me. They were half a tour down. Due to their sentences, there was only one way to regain their freedom now. The twins needed to survive 5 more fights. After this, there would be 4 left to go. I had planned to buy them from the pits. Vel Leon entered the arena alone. He did not want to be seen with the slaves on his team. They came out nervously. There was a great amount of jeers and boos for them. When the match started, I ran straight for Vel. I needed to take him out. He had a sword and javelins to throw at range. He was also wearing good armor. I trusted the twins to take out the other slaves. Vel needed to go down first. He ran from me to keep his distance. I was not going to let that happen. I ran him down and began slashing him with my sword. He had to fight me.
