Redsand Canyon ornatus

germanicus side-stepped and tossed malila easily. she gave far too much away and an enemy would not be made afraid by her scared eyes.

"keep your chin tucked. decide what you will do before you do it," the eagle called to her across the cold red sand as he stepped back a second time.

"again," he ordered. she was a poor fighter indeed. but even the poorest could be gladiators with the proper training. and the imperator was aware he could provide this.