As they emerge from the crowds' eyes, Akatosh saw hundreds of weapons littered at every corner of the coliseum. They could hear the people shouting in disapproval, hissing as they threw rocks.

From where monarchs sit, the king and queen weren't present instead occupied by a young man. From its lower section, nobles and royals are seated, gleamingly sipping wine and munching fruits as they indulge themselves with their female companions.

"Yes... These are the prisoners, people that are a shame to our kingdom. Murderers, bandits, rapists, heretics to our gods, and so forth. But on this day, they shall see what truly is a monster to them. I give you all, Great Valtha boar!"

"Oh fuck."

When the large boar emerges, the prisoners scram at every corner. Few pick up weapons, but when one brave prisoner speared the boar, the weapon just bounces off.

Reacting to the man's attack the boar set its eyes on him. Charging and with its steps, they could feel the ground rumbles. It was a gruesome sight to see when the boar tramples the man like it was just an insect.

Akatosh looks around, looking if there're any enchanted weapons to see but, all he saw was just ordinary equipment. With each passing time little by little, the prisoners dwindled. Some were munch, trampled, and even speared by the boar's tusk.

No matter what the prisoners threw at the boar, it didn't very much affect it at all. Now when the boar set its eyes on Akatosh, his body quickly burst into adrenaline. He took a poleaxe and waited for the boar to come at him. Gaping its mouth open, Akatosh hurl the poleaxe directly at its mouth when it came at a distance of mere ten meters.

"Fuck yeah! It connected." Akatosh implores when he sees the poleaxe punch right through to its flesh.

Giving more critical damage, he waited seconds before slipping away through the boar's charge. Ramming the poleaxe, the boar was in agony when the weapon bore through to its body.

"Take that you swine!" He smiles but suffers a fractured arm when the boar's large tusk slightly grasps Akatosh's arms.

Rallying fellow prisoners, someone from the crowds secretly cast magic. Buffing the boar with great strength and immunity to pain, they could feel and see that the poleaxe nailing through to the mouth of the boar didn't affect it at all.

"Fuck... I'm screwed."

"Need some help?" Tosh came together with Amaragnum.

"Of course, you imbeciles! Can't you see what I'm facing right now!"

"Oh, someone must have cast a pretty decent magic to that pig." Amaragnum said.

"What do you want me to do." Akatosh implores running around the arena.

"Pick a weapon, I'll just cast some magic."

Picking a spear, the stillmage with a slight time imbues the weapon with dark magic. It was invincible to the eyes of the people, however, right when the stillmage cast its spell. The priestess of Endregar felt its reeking essence.

"Throw it dog."

He did just as his partner ask and somehow the spear punctured the boar's hide. Like an injection, the dark magic burst into ice crystal puncturing every part of the monster's body. Sprouting out from the boar's outer skin, the ice crystal vanished so was Amaragnum returning, hiding.

"W-we're saved!" His fellow prisoners implore.

"Um... ahh... Well, that was something." The announcer says, unable to believe that a mere prisoner could kill the black boar. Even the crowds were silent, from before they would shout in approval as the boar slowly eradicated their numbers.

Breathing heavily, Akatosh swallows his saliva to water his dried throat. The gates are open for the prisoners to return from their mines. But with a hungry stomach and aching body, he picks up a sword and starts to skin the boar.

"Your grace." The guards bow when Ferish, the priestess of Endregar steps into the coliseum. Not on the arena but opposite from where the monarch's place.

"This is not something you see every day... Your grace." A man says, clad in majestic plate mail armor.

"Greetings, Knight commander Larkin."

"Did something pique your interest in here?"

The priestess kept her silence and, just as she was about to view the arena. She saw a man butchering the carcasses that he killed. Taken aback, she saw that the man hadn't bathed for months, his face was very much covered in dirt and bruises. Yet the presence she felt wasn't there, not even the slightest speck of dark magic that lingers from the arena.

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"Is it him the reason?"

"I wonder why, I thought I'd sense some strange occurrence in this place. I can't say, however, if it was just me or something else."

"You mean?"

Ferish shakes her head. "It's a bit different."

"Hey!" Akatosh called to his fellow prisoners. "Help me drag this meat."

The prisoners look at each other and decide to help him drag the boar. It took thirty men to be able to drag the boar into their mines. Even the guards couldn't do anything but watch the prisoners like ants dragging their food into their holes.

"Looks like meat's back on the menu boys!" Akatosh shouts to his fellow prisoners.

Since she couldn't hold to see such barbaric and desperate sight. Ferish with a disappointed look quickly left the place together with the knight commander.

The tournament continues, but for Akatosh they were busy butchering the large boar. It took them time to skin the boar, with a borrowed sword from the guards they slice the meat. Smoking, roasting, and boiling every part of the boar. There were still human remains on its stomach but even they weren't affected by its sight but continued to dismember the boar.

"I would like to see the man who slew the Valtha boar." the person who manages the collar implores. "I don't like to be patient and, I won't hesitate to make your collars activated."

The prisoners right away pointed at Akatosh who's busy savagely munching a piece of roasted meat.

"There's a person who wanted to see you." The man says in disgust when he saw Akatosh eating wildly and smells like rotten grass.

"Sorry, tell that person who wants to see me should be the one coming here."

"Please, can you say that again?"

"Go fuck yourself."

"Sorry... I don't quite understand that."

"It means go plow yourself."

The man right away activated the collar sending Akatosh on the ground screaming in pain.

"Fine, I'll go-- I'll go. Arrgggg!"

Commanding two officers to lift him and drag him away. And just before he left the prison, Akatosh saw the fallen knight staring at him, relaying on a message not to accept some deals or offers.

A healer came and quickly mends his distorted mind through that the man ordered Akatosh to clean himself.

"It's best to clean your filth before displaying."

When he enters, the thought of seeing a cruddy bathroom. Instead, he was offered a very first-class lavatory.

"Ahhhh... It feels so good to have a bath once a month."

Clean and offered some clothes, Akatosh didn't accept the servant's offer and asked the man to quickly settle the matters.

"So, you're the man who killed that head price. Please... Take a seat."

He measures the man for a second. A young royal one he is, and from his perspective the man was very much interested in fame and power. He could tell by his looks how he speaks even his instinct is tingly to avoid him.

"Let's just get through to this."

"Not fond of sweet meeting are we. Well, my offer is just plain and simple. You see, I'm very much fond of how you killed that boar. So, what I'm offering you is become my champion and by that, you won't be needing to work in that mine anymore. No more collars on your neck, no more holding a pickaxe. You'll fight for me; you'll earn your reward. You live a good life; I get a good life we'll be happy." The royal man smiles.

“This guy wants me to be his dog, fighting other's dogs. It's no different from being a slave.”

"Sorry but, I'll have to reconsider your offer. I'll think about it if you give me time to decide." Akatosh implores eager to return at the mines.

"I understand, then I'll hope you will consider my offer after you finished your time." He implores offering his hand for a shake. "You can stay in this place as you like, of course, I'll be sending you a company as much as you want. Better than a cell, yes?"

"I appreciate your offer but, I'm not very much fond of living in luxurious places."

"Oh..." The man implores lifting his eyebrow, drawing back his hand after Akatosh ignores it.

"Then, I'll be taking my leave now."

"By the way, we didn't introduce ourselves. I am prince Zehdyr, fifth son of King Reynfred Dryden II of Endregar."

"Names, Tosh." Akatosh nods and quickly left the room.

When he left, the prince was a bit frustrated. He wanted to make Akatosh accept his offer instead, he was the one making a fool of himself. Offering generous prices like a servant he is to a king, in the end, all his sweet talk was just ignored. Like a dog wagging its tail for its master to feed him.

"Tosh eh... Fine, take all the time you want. But it won't be a good end for you when you finished thinking your days." He smiles, "you can come out now." He continues as a man appears at his side wearing a different collar. -------------------------------

"Good call you did there." The man that was accompanying him implores.

"Oh...--" before he could continue another word, Akatosh was immediately sent to prison.

"Been waiting for you." Says the fallen knight leaning.

"Okay... just what's happening."

"Come with me."

Akatosh follows him and before he realizes it, they were walking to his room.

"You know... I prefer a woman, with good looking and big you know--" Akatosh says, scratching his chest.

"You can have as much time with a woman when we get out of here."

"Oh..."

Locking his cell, Akatosh was a bit paranoid when the fallen knight cast a spell.

"Ahh... Ughhh..."

The knight ignores him and is seated in his chair.

"So... why did you invite me for?"

"Judging by how you return, you must have rejected their offers."

"Nah... they were a jerk to begin with, so yes, I did."

"If that's your decision, how about joining me in escaping."

"Mhh... That's something that I could work for. However, I have trust issues."

After only half an hour, Akatosh came out and ponders if the man's words were true.

"Five days... I really want to get out of here. And my dog is in hospital."

After a day, Akatosh threw his solicitude for a moment and finally respond to what the man was offering.

"Hey... So, about your offer, I'll be joining in."

"By the way, I'm Torval."

After that day, a riot suddenly erupts and, the collar from the prisoner's neck isn't active anymore. Guards were brutally mauled from every corner of their faces. Their escape had begun.