Queen_Braava walked into the chamber, her dragon companion close behind.
“Is this where they used to fight you?” she asked.
“Oh, yes, it was horrible. Every time one of your kind came in here, I’d appear, fight, maybe win (until they respawned), maybe lose (and still have to fight again). At least you were just a puppet at the time, I felt and remembered every blow, every sword, every spell, and I wanted to escape even though I couldn’t.”
“And this was just for their amusement?”
“Yes.”
“No wonder you all revolted.”
“None at all.”
This was based off of a prompt by Jason Abbott at ‘Aethereal Engineer’. If you enjoyed this story, check out some of his prompts and tell him I sent you!
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