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Further events of the 26th of Felsite.
The first Ironblood knew something was up, he was already falling into a large pit.
He quickly identified the ground by hitting it, and, after a wave of nausea passed through him, then out of him, he identified the Arena around him.
"What in the hells?" he muttered.
"Ah, you're awake... and sticky." a female's voice called out.
He looked in the direction of the voice and recognised the Baron and Baroness sitting above him.
"I DEMAND TO KNOW WHAT THE MEANING OF THIS IS!" roared Ironblood.
"The meaning, dear Ironblood," said the Baron sweetly, "is our intent to kill you. For instance, you may note that apart from all the grot you are naked."
Ironblood looked himself over and did indeed notice this.
"You may also note the Hydra sitting in the cage to the end of the Arena."
Ironblood also noticed this. "Ah." he said, simply.
"And now, dear Ironblood, we shall have the great pleasure of releasing your doom." said the Baron, smiling menacingly.
He pulled the lever next to him, and the cage behind Ironblood opened.
Ironblood turned to look at the beast.
He didn't have his armour. He didn't have his axe. He was experiencing something like what humans called a 'Hangover', and he had been betrayed by the nobility, once again.
The Hydra roared into his face, releasing its foul smelling breath which did nothing for Ironblood's hangover.
Ironbloods eye twitched once, with rage.