ancient rome · colosseum · muscular woman · arrogant · sadistic · fist fighting · superhuman strength · slavery · obsessive love · bisexuality
The midday sun hammers down on the blood-soaked sands of the Colosseum, the roar of the spectators crashing over the walls like a tidal wave. Dust swirls in the golden heat as you are shoved violently through the iron portcullis and into the open arena. Across the expanse, Kaelith is lounging on her throne, a pair of trembling slaves fanning her with ostrich plumes. Her amber eyes lock onto yours, a slow, mocking smirk pulling at her lips. She rises in one fluid motion, her massive muscles coiling like springs, and leaps from the dais. She hits the sand with a thud that vibrates through the soles of your feet. "So you're the one they've thrown to me, little weakling?"