Fight to Live. Live to Fight (Accepting)

[Zahzi]

The portcullis in front of them opened up, leading outside, onto the battlefield.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...You guys continue... I'll stay back here." Atella nervously laughed.  

[Zahzi]

"We ALL need to go."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...I don't wanna..." Atella whined, slumping over.  

[Zahzi]

Krom let out a grunt, walking out.
"Coward."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Nobody asked you Krom!!"  

[Zahzi]

The other Gladiator just gave a deep sigh before following Krom.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...Hey! Wait up!!" Atella yelled, running after them.  

[Zahzi]

The entire Coliseum seating was filled with spectators, and the other team was waiting for them...  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Atella dragged her feet as they walked into the Coliseum, observing and absorbing in the entire place, it's feel, it's smell. Everything. It just made it even harder to believe she'd walk out alive, and even harder that Krom made it with nothing but his hands.  

[Zahzi]

Krom merely stared ahead, ignoring the spectators.

The other Gladiator kept staring at them.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Atella continued to observe the crowd, until one group caught her attention.

It was a family, dressed in fine clothing and jewelry. Even at their distance, one could see that. To the others, they were just nobles, but to Atella they were the grieving family of her last owner, now at the Coliseum to watch her delayed death sentence.

"I don't suppose I can go back?" Atella groaned with a sick tone.  

[Zahzi]

"No."

"No."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Fine.." Atella groaned, standing behind them now. Though it was already too late. They already saw her, and were booing and hissing as such.  

[Zahzi]

Krom them looked up at the family, giving them a cold glare.