Time Out For Flamma


      It seems the the Emperor Domitian II had bet heavy on a certain fighter and the owner of Flamma assured him the slave would take a fall.  With savage threats the lanista got the sullen retiarius to agree.  When the fight started, our bunny killed his opponent within seconds.  When the referees came to scourge him, he slew one and the other died a few hours later.   Far too valuable to be killed or maimed, the Bloody Bunny awaits his next fight.   Due to time considerations, I left out the two wolf legionnaires arguing about who was going to unchain the rabbit, and why does he have that goddamn trident?  Now the rabbit meditates on his sins and thinks on how he can aspire to be a more developed person.

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