<strong>Ammon in The Mess Hall</strong><br/><br/>Gritting his teeth, Ammon knew he had to do something after the damned woman ran back into the fray. Her and the other new slave had to be dealt with. However he was torn between which, however he decided Cingerotix would need to be dealt with first. So Ammon shoved one of his brothers out of his way harshly and growled,<strong>"You mangy whores sit and watch? Doctore will have your heads!"</strong>Before rushing up behind Cingerotix and wrapping his massive arms around his throat locking him into a rear naked choke hold. This wasn't done to assert dominance over the man, or to wave his penis around in his face. But this? It needed to stop now. Holding on tightly, Ammon spoke into the man's ear.<strong>"You have fire? That is good. You have aggression? That is even better. However...if you persist with this shit? You'll either be killed, have your penis removed or sent to the pits which you don't want. You don't yet bear the mark, so prove your worth in the arena and you'll be treated as a man. Continue to behave like an animal? I'll kill you myself, do you understand?"</strong>His tone was soft, yet it had a dangerous edge to it as he was growing tired of the antics of this one and the new woman. They were far more trouble than they were worth.<strong>"Can I let you go?"</strong>Ammon asked slowly as he held on for the protection of all parties involved. He intended to deal with the girl as well, so he hoped that this man would see reason and cease.