Xavier Geronald, dressed in his best, went down the stairs to see all he has. All the guards bowed before him, and he bowed back, in respect. He saw his favorite body slave, Dalia, return from the chamber that held his mighty, yet unvictorious Gladiators. "Evening. Dalia, round up a few people to prepare food gifts for our 'friends'. We have to go to this wretched party, after our losses today, I have to give the men downstairs a vicious talk."<br/><br/>As he watched Dalia walk towards the hallway, he signaled two of his best guards, and went downstairs to the same chamber. One of the guards held a torch so Xavier could see, as he unlocked the first of two doors. "Would you get the one who lost dearly today? I want to speak to him," Xavier told the guard. He did exactly as he was told to do, and brought up a weak-looking Roman Gladiator who was cut deeply on his chest, blood pouring fast. He did not have long before he died, but Xavier wanted to do what a normal Dominus would do.<br/><br/>*Slap* "How dare you make a fool out of me? I hear you are of the feared Roman Legion, yet what I saw today was nothing more than child's play. If you managed to win, we wouldn't be in this situation. Oh well, you don't have long to live anyway. I hope you said your prayers to Jupiter, because he might send you elsewhere, because you are a disgrace to my gladiators and to me!"<br/><br/>"Well, better me going to where my father is than be your gladiator. You are a monster, and I never liked you! I hope you die a painful, slow death..." the gladiator began, only to be punched hard by a guard. "Never speak to Lord Geronald like that. For that, your last hours will be spent hung by the arms." The guards went to tie the fallen warrior to a contraption, and one of the guards pulled a lever. The gladiator was raised high and he screamed for his release.<br/><br/>"RELEASE ME! I WANT TO DIE PEACEFULLY!" he screamed.<br/><br/>"Let's go. So unmanly, that one. Well, I hope that you won't be like he is, all of you. Goodnight, and may Mars have mercy, and show you the way to victory tomorrow." With that, he and his guards left, locking the doors as he went out.