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I tucked the note into my pocket, hoping it held the key to understanding what was to come.

As the final moments ticked down, the distant roar of the crowd filtered into the anteroom.

Their excitement was palpable, like static in the air, making my skin tingle.

I tried to recall every tale, every lesson about the Trioculus Serpens, hoping to glean some hint or strategy.

Was it a warning?

A piece of advice?

Or merely a token of encouragement?

Before I could unravel the message, the grand announcement echoed through the chambers.

My name, called out with all the pomp and grandeur reserved for the most anticipated fights.

The bright lights of the arena beckoned, and the deafening cheer of the spectators awaited.

I took a deep breath, filling my lungs with the familiar, metallic air of the pits.

With the enigmatic note tucked away, serving as my secret weapon or perhaps just a puzzle to muse over, I stepped out into the bright, blinding light of the pit.

Whatever awaited me, be it victory or defeat, I knew one thing:

I wasn’t alone in this fight.

* * *

The pit’s sand was cool beneath my boots as I stared up at Chius.

The massive creature loomed over me, his every breath causing the small granules of sand to dance around his feet.

His eyes, all four of them, locked onto mine with an intensity that could melt steel.

Chius’s skin shimmered like molten obsidian, reflecting the harsh artificial lights that bathed the arena.

His scales were like interwoven pieces of armor, and his muscular build suggested that he was more than capable of crushing anyone in his grip.

What made Chius truly fearsome wasn’t just his size or strength; it was the way he moved.

With grace and fluidity that betrayed his enormous stature, he circled me, each step calculated, each twitch of his tail purposeful.

The crowd’s roars became a distant hum as my concentration narrowed to the beast before me.

The tension in the air was palpable, a dance of two warriors awaiting the other’s move.

His reputation preceded him.

Chius wasn’t just a beast; he was a seasoned fighter.

Many creatures his size would lunge headfirst, relying solely on their brute force.

Not Chius.

He was patient, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

Like a viper.

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