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How the Mighty FallA very short story of the Arena Contract.More Like This
“Oh! Breman! Breman!” A jovial tenor voice crooned above the crowd of fans and spectators. The waving arm and the voice belonged to a little wretch named Cicero, though the locals only knew him as, ‘a big fan’. His golden eyes peered deviously at the Grand Champion with interest.
It happened that it was one of the last great celebrations the province might have for a while, so the people were doubly excited for the event. They lavished their new Champion with gifts, flowers, and adoration. But there was one who was keener than the rest, for he had a very special task to comp
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