Ame Damnee The Solstice Colosseum - Arena

Archer and Kestrel - The Solstice Colosseum- District of Elysian

Kestrel listened to the man’s words carefully, “Everything sounds good then,” he stated, “Not much in the way of opposition except from those that think they are in charge. Though here is a thought. Often times when it comes to slavery, the master is weaker than the slave. This tends to be the case as the master wants something that can do as he wants and protect him till the bitter end. The slave simply believes the master is stronger because he has a broken spirit. Over throwing anything is simply a matter of making the suppressed realize they have the advantage and have had it all along. Only those that love their masters will be a problem.”

Archer gawked at things from his brother’s side. He lingered there like a well trained soldier. In a way he was. Kestrel was the brains or the master while Archer was the brawns or the slave. This sort of relationship was unique as they truly cared deeply for each other and it left them able to destroy their enemies with little disagreement if any.
 
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