Oreus glared. “You cannot be serious! The Fianna Warriors will be torn to shreds.”
The Governor’s eyes narrowed as he stared back. “Do you think you know better than the Emperor’s representative?”
Looking downwards Oreus replied, “No, of course not. It’s just that it would be over too fast. What entertainment would there be?”
Brigid grinned. “Remove the weapons restriction. That should liven things up a bit.”
The Governor slammed his hands on the table. “Done. Now, how do we get our a Gargantuan?”
Oreus felt sick as the conversation switched to how exactly the Gargantuan would be procured. The name Galvius was mentioned and then various prices. But it all blurred into his background.
“What do you think, Oreus?” The room went quiet. The Governor was looking right at him.
Oreus shuffled in his seat. “It all sounds in order.”
The Governor took a fit of coughs. “Good, then it is all settled. You can inform your warriors of their next challenge. Let’s hope they can make it interesting. That is all.”
The Governor, took a step back, then left followed by the others. At all Oreus made sure that he was ready to fire, just in case. Better to be seeking forgiveness than dead. He was last to leave, shaking his head in disbelief.
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