“In keeping with royal wedding tradition, the victorious gladiators have been granted full pardons. They are free to reintegrate into society under the watchful eyes of a wise government. Until next time, I’m Brutus Teumeseus and you’re watching Alopex News.”
Akantha lounges on a beach, her reptilian body stretched out on the warm sand as she basks in the rays of Helios.
Helga and Akantha make love on their bed. They laugh together, carefree at last.
In another bed, attended by two grateful brothel nymphs, Bad Dog sits propped up with his arm stump wrapped in bandages. He may have lost a limb but he smiles for he has lived to fight another day.
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